Month: December 2002

Okay, I found my address book. I mean, I remembered that I had one and what it looked like and it wasn’t where I thought it would be but I did find it rather quickly. So that’s good.

Now I can’t find the Christmas cards I bought. I bought 2 boxes, even though I’ll probably only send out one box. So now TWO boxes of cards are missing. Now if my family is reading this, they will say “That’s not surprising” because my house is just a black hole. I lose things all the time. BIG things, too. So you guys can help me look for the Christmas cards. Just add your suggestions to the comments below, and if/when I do find them, the person who comes closest to the actual location will get, um….a Christmas card. Unless you live out of the country because I don’t have enough stamps for that. We’ll work something out.

I’m not talking about the cartoon character, or even Tobey Maguire. I’m talking about the guy with the missing teeth who wouldn’t stop talking to me at the Unemployment Office last August. He’s the one who told me that based on spider activity in his double-wide (I crap you not, and I live in Massachusetts, so this is at least a tiny bit unusual) it was going to be a very snowy winter, and it was going to snow early.

Okay, buddy, you were right. You were right you were right you were right. The novelty of a pre-Christmas snow had worn off by December 1st around here (we don’t normally have all that much snow prior to mid-December, if you can believe it). It’s snowing AGAIN out there. I don’t even want to know how much we’re expecting. Maybe ignorance is bliss. But it’s the sticky crap again, so I’ve got to make sure I shovel every 15 minutes or it will be too heavy to move.

I’ll put the snow-cam on for you (link is over on the right) so you can “enjoy” it from the comfort of your home or office.

Okay, I consider this a family-friendly website. So consider this fair warning that while the link I’m about to provide is at worst PG-13, some of the other images on that site are not. So if you decide to browse that site, you are responsible for any items that burn your retinas and cause you sleepless nights. Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve reached a new low in art. I give you Tiny Bubbles.

Geez, I didn’t even notice until now! Do you think it would have made a difference in my life if I had? Probably not.

Me: I’d like a Whopper Junior with Cheese, no onion no pickles.

Drive Thru “Person”: What size?

What the hell kind of question is that. Are you telling me that the Whopper Junior comes in multiple sizes? Or are you telling me that you’re barely paying attention to my order?

Gosh, I missed Friday! Sorry about that, kids. I actually had some web development work to do and I got kind of absorbed by it. You know how it is, right?

So it’s the weekend, huh? I think maybe I’ll sit my butt down on the couch and just not move for the entire day. Does that sound bad? Ya. It does. Okay, I’ll try to come up with some other options.