And I wanted my dad's Nova.

And he's only 16.

A Quote About Cats

found on the LPSG forum:

The only thing on a cat's mind when it is with people is: "if you were smaller, I could eat you." No, I wasn't looking for support when I found this page.

"Just let it slide..."

yesterday I had my first raw oyster.

I lived.

Wasn't quite brave enough for that "juice", though.

For the record, I elected to go with the chew method.

Methinks I'd like to try geoduck now,

cooked, however.

8O

I just took a job assistant-teaching the youth....


(....)


ho-lee-shite

.

:)

(hee hee)

How funny is it

that, during a halftime show sponsored by Sprint, Dan Marino's phone rings twice...

with the T-Mobile trademark chime.

(yummy)

Although one's surprised that Marino wouldn't be classy enough to use his own ring.

Hm.

viva la GIMP

For those who need Photoshop,

but don't want to pay for Photoshop,

consider the free alternative:

(for windows)

(for mac)

There are free versions of most major software.

See what happens when you try GNU things?

concernation

This morning, I awoke, realizing that I'd fallen asleep with the TV on; thinking that I'd only been asleep for two hours...

But it was closer to 6.

At first this was a pleasant thought. I've been wanting to get on a more regular sleep schedule.

Then I remembered that I was purposely trying not to fall asleep because I has something COOKING on the range.

I got up, went to the kitchen - no burning smell, the pan I was using was in the sink and the bowl I'd taken out was gone. I assumed the roommate had intervened in my attempt to make a bonfire of the building. However, there were no remnants in the trash indicative of the event. I checked to see if he'd put the evidence in the fridge to microwave - nope.

Feeling MUCH like an ass, I assumed that he'd bagged it separately and thrown it down the chute, came back into the room

It was at this point that I saw the bowl I'd taken out sitting on my computer chair containing residue of what I'd had on the stove and believed myself to have fallen asleep making.

I thought that it might have been something I made earlier that day, but I remember this being the specific bowl I took out due to the chip on the rim and the ringing sound it makes when placed down due to a crack long hairline crack. I even specifically remember the one whole and two halves of bay leaf that I put in the pan that were in the bowl.

So, now, instead of being more relieved that I didn't put the building in danger, I'm seriously concerned that I have no recollection of getting up, putting this food in a bowl, returning to the room and eating it.

I've admitted to half-sleep eating before, but I usually have some cloudy memory of it. I have completely NO RECOLLECTION of this event. I even started considering the possibility of missing time...

or maybe this body is just getting old....wasted motion finally caught up....

hope there's no precipitation today. desperately need bike ride

Chi McBride,

on the other hand, deserves to be awarded for his work in
Let's Go to Prison.

Thank you, Cinemax

for introducing me to the worst, most sexually gratuitous, exploitive,

yet poorly acted

bit of tripe thus far committed to film.

And, of course, somebody of color eats it first.

Shall'nt grant it the pleasure of a plug.

MAN,

I wish I could record in an e-mail the scent coming from the oven right now.

There's something almost sweet potato about it, but there's nothing in there that's tuber-ish...

I swear I smell nutmeg, but I know ain't in there. Then again, I guess I should check the Jiffy Mix box.

More Random Info

I did a reading of the Changeling with this actor.

For the record, I read the part of the changeling.

Of course, the story isn't really about that character....

Hoo-ray

for that choklit moka chile conducting the Georgia marching band on the tel-e-vision right now!.