Archive for February 2008
Ah, last day of the workweek. Felt like forever getting here. Anyways, three thingies before I go get some coffee:
1. Bitsy, I got your voicemail and I can’t DS now…I’m, uh, at work? Although I like how you whispered special prizes…those sound good.
2. Stuff White People Like is my new favorite web site.
3. TELL ME YOUR WEEKEND PLANS, please, so that I may live vicariously through all of you.
Have the potential to be great today
Everyone I know will see the change
To be greater than I have before
Drawing lines that drag me to the floor
You could be so much better
– “Great Today” by Damien Jurado
He doesn’t speak much of the English…
Hmm, we’re edging towards the big 3-0-0. Not that it’s going to be a big event or anything. Well, maybe. Nah. Probably won’t be. Ignore my babbling; I need me some coffee bad.
Now these years locked in my drawer
I’ll open to see just to be sure
– “Sleep” by Azure Ray
P.S. Bitsy, Sahara came to Tal Hewm last night, and after running errands for her she gave me two choices: industrial wall or a sandlot. I took the wall, but it looks kind of like the robo-wall. Anyways, thought you’d like to know that. Also picked up a washer/dryer for your dirty @$$.
Thanks, WordPress, for pimping #295 – Cheesy Eclipse on the front page for the time being!
Thanks, unknown reader, for pimping the comic over at Yahoo! Buzz for the time being!
Thanks, world, for making me simultaneously stub my toe and spill hot coffee on my hand! You suck for the time being!
Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda knick knack paddywack give a dog a bone…
It’s a real interesting place, brimming with real interesting people that are there to spend their hard-earned cash on some real interesting things. Some I’d call junk, other items I’d call neat. It ranges from furniture to fine china to a jar of buttons. There was a nice chess set, but it was missing a pawn. Best thing up for auction though? That’d be an unopened six-pack of Billy Beer. I shudder to think what such a drink might taste like now, some thirty years later.
Anyways, I didn’t bid on anything, but merely went to observe. It was a good time and I’m definitely gonna go again. I’m still looking for old comic books and toys…yes, I’m still 9 years old at heart. Accept it. I have.
This happens to me a lot. Mostly with grapes. I’m pretty sure that, over the past two years, Martians have stolen at least a dozen or so perfectly edible grapes from me simply because I’m a wee bit clumsy. Blast them to the moon! Blast them!
I’d like to think that I’d find these lost beauties eventually, but that might be hoping a bit too much. So, since I didn’t watch the Oscars last night…someone spoil the winners for me. Thanks!
There are things in this world, that I don’t understand
Like: Love, war, gravity, or the lay of the land
But all of these remain mysteries
but one thing is for sure, you are worth living for
– “One Thing is For Sure” by The Spill Canvas