Thursday, May 15, 2008

2:40 PM - candyman!

Yay!

I read some good news this morning. Yay! I have to say, early this morning even before I read the news, I had decided that it's going to be very important for me to hire Christina Aguilera to perform at my wedding. And take my vows from a spot overlooking the ocean. And wear a tiara. And kiss just a bit inappropriately at that point in the ceremony, because you know, we can make our own rules.

Of course, I'd need to go on an actual date first, but we'll ignore that today.

Actually, the thing that is most encouraging to me is that California seems to take the lead on these things, but then other civilized parts of the country follow suit. Example: smoking indoors in public places. So maybe this isn't just an isolated event, but really the beginning of something.

Yay for something to celebrate!

Friday, May 09, 2008

11:23 AM - everybody's doing it

of note

Okay, so these guys have been linked all over the place, including on CNN. Yay for human interest stories instead of real news. In any case, in their super fast cross-country trip, these guys started in Brattleboro.

Of course, I had a brief flash of imagination with them entering Brattleboro, taking a look, and then running in terror through the next 47 states at record speed, yelling "yipe yipe yipe" like a dog in a Pepe le Pew cartoon. Tee hee.

I could barely retain my sanity driving across the country in a straight line at a reasonable speed... I don't know how they did it!

Sunday, May 04, 2008

10:46 PM - and apparently I am no longer inside of it

apparently I own a hollow gourd

It's been tough time. Nothing I really want to talk about, but I'm experiencing lots of stress.

I feel like everything is falling apart. I need an infusion of new clothes, especially work clothes, because I'm tired of my colleagues being able to memorize my wardrobe within my first 3 working days at a new position. So I was doing my laundry today, four reasonably-sized loads, detergent and bleach and fabric softener. And although the washing machines downstairs in this apartment complex are brand new, my laundry came out of the dryers smelling suspiciously like dirty laundry. And what's weird is that usually my dirty laundry isn't terribly stenchful, but I now suspect there's an ongoing effect of this demon-spawned device not actually washing my clothes and instead just getting them wet and then partially drying them in several iterations.

So... I apologize to everyone who's been offended or overcome by waves of nausea in my presence... I truly had no idea this was happening.

When I first moved to San Francisco, I was experimenting by trying a laundry service. They promptly shrank some of my clothes (which is a problem for those of us who are 6'5 with wingspan and have to size our clothes creatively anyway), got bleach stains on a black pair of my pants, and ruined a new shirt that I liked. But... I think I am going to have to try that route again. Probably this week.

Anyway, I was standing in front of the dryer (which is conveniently at nose height) when I came to this realization. And... I was already stressed out about what I was going to wear tomorrow because the next few days are big meeting type days, and to realize that the laundry isn't working... I just wanted to weep. And I stood there, and I stared at my still-wet clothes, and suddenly Bobby McFerrin started singing in my ear, "Don't worry. Be happy."

Not kidding.

The scary part was that it all made some kind of tragic sense. "In every life we have some trouble, when you worry you make it double." I've clearly lost it. Maybe if I leave it alone, it will come home, wagging its tail behind it?