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No time
That's what it's felt like in my neighborhood lately. No time for anything. I'm sure that's exagerating somewhat; but on the whole I've been running, jumping, and hopping from event to project to outting to dinner to breakfast. Not very many naps to say the least.
I spent the last week working from a different location, for work, which makes things interesting. It wasn't a big change, I was just a few blocks away, but being in a different environment, around different folks, doing somewhat different things sometimes brings a little jolt to the system.
What else? Hmm... I got Mom moved to her apartment in the city, which is quite exciting - now it's not an eleventeen hour ordeal to go out for dinner together.
My darling sister was in town for Mother's day activities as well. We all had fun going to the Palmer House and living it up like we were oil barons. As is customary with Mother's Day brunches, I bypassed my general dislike of eggs for breakfast, and ate an omelette.
This last wekend, I went to a potluck, first communion luncheon, painted a bedroom, a dinner with coworkers, watched the
Jazz Singer and had Pizza, and went to a casino night party to raise money for the Avon Walk coming up. I'm still piecing bits of the last month together, but I fear this is about as good as it's going to get.
Things are looking to stay about the same in the next few weeks, so while I want to try and get something down at least once a week, so the blog police don't come around and tell me I have to post an "I'm not dead" entry... Which I probably already am doing by nature of this rant. Hmmm...
Wow... it's been a month?
Wow... I've gone a month with no post? How has this happened? Aren't there regulatory agencies to ensure that this doesn't happen? What on earth am I blogging about anyway?
Hmm... this will break the ice:
The current week's
Unconcious Mutterings:
1. Heimlich::
Eddie Izzard/golf balls/Dr. Heimlich and his maneuvre 2. Gesture:: Also Eddie Izzard. When the heimlich maneuvre fails, it's just more of a gesture.
3. Party:: Peter Sellers movie. Plot is nearly non-existant. Art Direction is beautiful.
4. Cuddle:: Best followed by snuggle.
5. Room with a view:: Back to Eddie Izzard: The American version of a Room with a View would be aptly titled: A Room with a View of Hell. Pond of Death. Stair way of Satan.
6. Sebastian:: Mmm... Okay. This is more Eddie Izzard.
Sebastian moves books slightly to the left in A Room with a View.
7. Ooooh:: I can think of no way to tie this back to Eddie Izzard.
8. Sigh:: Been doing this a lot lately.
9. Two fish, three fish:: I wouldn't know. I don't eat seafood. And I really don't read Dr. Seuss as much these days, either.
10. Cake or death:: Cue Eddie again; Cake please.