This happens to me from time to time… it’s not that I’m a bad driver (like I would ever admit tot that)! I just get in a tight parking place, because some asshole decided it’d be cool to park (hypothetically I’d be the one on the right) close enough to me that I have to climb through the passenger door to get into the driver’s seat. Then I pull the good old Austin Powers move and have to shimmy my way out with my boat of a car. All the while I’m getting amused looks from everyone in the parking lot. Every episode of this results in many other people’s days ‘made’. Welcome to my life. So next time you see that dip in the parking lot? Take pity on that poor soul, for the love of <insert deity of choice here>… have pity.
It’s that awkward time of year where it’s too cold to have the windows open, and it’s too warm to blast the heat. So instead of going between extremes of cranking up the A/C and then turning up the heat, I decided to have the worst of both worlds. I put the heat on extremely low (probably just above freezing). My house is officially a refrigerator. As a consequence my fingers are a bit numb and clumsy on the leopard. This poor backspace key is getting more use than it signed up for. And my house plants are already beginning to complain. That’s right, it’s springtime in Minnesota again! But hey, at least due to the complete lack of winter there’s none of that mushy, soggy, unidentifiable stuff to deal with! That’s me… always looking on the bright side.
I need to get this out of the way… what is up with 20-year-old (give or take a few) males loving Hall & Oates?! Any insights on this subject would be much appreciated. And have any of you (specifically people located in the Minneapolis/St. Paul area) noticed the significant amount of bird-watching hipsters? That just pisses me off, I was so bird-watching before it was cool … as a joke, of course.
So onto something halfway useful to fill your mind with today! You know that feeling when you want to say something and it’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just can’t seem to get it out? Well, have no fear! I am here with yet another word for you to forget! Continue reading
Ehmehgehd! Ok. First things first (what else can be first, really?)! I’m the not-so-intellectual alter-ego (that’s not the right word, but that’s what comes to mind) of the person who created this blog. I can attest to this by telling you that this very moment of writing this I am listening to “Virus Alert” by Weird ‘Al’ Yankovic. If that doesn’t say something, I don’t know what will. What is to be learned from this? Well, whenever you see a post that is hardly coherent you can peg it as mine! I am wondering if the creator of this blog knew what they were doing when they gave me authorization for this. I guess we’ll just have to see!
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Luckily, I saw the fruit fly before I finished my peanut-buttered toast. I wasn’t paying attention to food (was logging on to WordPress, actually) so I just might have eaten it.