Isn’t it mandatory at some point to talk about work in your blog? I guess it’s inevitable in some ways, especially if it’s a big part of your life (whether you like it or not). :) But I’m a little gun shy about it, of course. Not only because it’s a public […]

…or tipsy.  One or the other….oh, and a hint? The latter.
Okay, all that aside, in a conversation tonight the subject of coincidences came up.  In the sense of: do they exist?  Do you believe in them?  And what exactly does “coincidence” mean?
The thing I forgot to think about until just now is this: if you […]

Bumper art I saw this morning:
 
“Yo me voy en el rapto”
 
I call it “bumper art” as opposed to, say, a ”bumper sticker,” because it truly was just black marker lettering across the bumper of the car.  I kid you not.   It wasn’t even centered…that bugged the little artist perfectionist in me, of course.  But it was honestly like someone […]

I hadn’t realized just how popular wearing a deer on your crotch was this Christmas… yet, here’s irrefutable proof from two separate parties:

THINGS I CAN’T DO:
1. Put lipstick on without a mirror.
You know that whole Molly Ringwald scene in Breakfast Club where she even puts it on with her cleavage? Yeah, I wish! Can’t even do it holding the tube with my fingers if there’s not a mirror there.
2. Drive by a cemetery without holding […]

Slug Bug…uh, red! orange! yellow! green! blue! purple! white! oh shit…

Okay, no, not really. But for some crazy reason that song popped into my head just now and I haven’t heard it in years. Should that mean something? Perhaps….but only if my “iPod shuffle” songs mean something too:
Tonight’s songs consisted of (in order):
I Don’t Care - Shakespeare’s Sister
I Wanna Talk About Me - […]

So on Sunday night I dreamed that I shot somebody. I’ve never dreamed that before and I think I can only attribute it to watching “24” with friends right before going to bed. In my dream, I was protecting friends from something - someone was shooting at us first. My first […]

P1 and I are planning on arranging a “Stephen King” scavenger hunt photo stroll, all pictures based somehow on a Stephen King book/novella/screen play/etc. As long as you can tie it to anything Stephen King, it will be acceptable. Interested? Let us know!

My pupils are the size of donuts. No, even bigger. They’re the size of Greenland. And not just normal Greenland, but the Greenland you see on a flat political map where it’s all distorted and stretched and looks almost as big as Africa. That’s how big my pupils are.
That means, of […]