Random Shit

'Saw my girlfriend Tammy for the first time in what must be four months today. She's a wonderful person and I always feel more like myself after talking with her. You know how cool she is? She is so cool that she drove to Grand Freaking Forks with me to see none other than Motley Crue last year! That is some kind of cool, let me tell you.

I'm stuck in a "I need a new car" phase. I have a negative equity of roughly $2,100 in my car right now. Somehow I don't think it's going to work in to my budget, but I'm going to try anyway. I really, really, really want a Jeep Liberty. I rented one for my best friend's wedding in Memphis last year and LOVED it.

Hey, what is wrong when you type like crazy but the computer doesn't seem to be keeping up with you? I don't get it ...

I saw a great movie ... Danny Deckchair. It was on Showtime (I love free preview weekends!) and is available through Netflix. I highly recomend this sweet and often funny film.

Spring is finally here - tomorrow I plan to cut off bits of my mock-orange bush in an attempt to propogate it. Wish me luck!

Moment of stark truth: I was blog hopping off of Closet Metro's site and am disturbed by something. I notice so many bloggers write about things that matter. I'm afraid to. I have to think about that for a while.

It's All Enrique Iglesias' Fault

So I'm at home recovering from the bird-flu*, doing some work from home. I get an email from a friend whom I swap songs with and it led to me asking him if he liked Enrique Iglesias. His response:

"Personally... I think he's probably an OK guy, but his music stylings don't excite me much. Moley, Moley, Moley, Mooooole"

Here's a mental image for you … I’m at home on the couch with my feet kicked up and laptop/ovary cooker on my lap … Mickey Mouse blanket across my legs with the cat sleeping on my feet. I read “moley, moley, moley, mooooole” and laugh so hard I not only spill part of my cream soda, but scare the shit out of the cat. He shot off of the couch like somebody had come at him with a firecracker & a tube of KY and is now hunkered under the TV in the classic “Crouching Bob, Hidden Scaredy Cat” stance.

* I don't actually have bird flu. Not that we're telling the CDC about, anyway. My whole family & I had this nasty-ass virus and are still recovering two weeks later. I'm beginning to think my no-doorknob touching, won't touch elevator buttons or toilet handles isn't making any difference. Now how to reverse the OCD ...

Speaking of OCD: when I make a request at work that seems odd, I have a co-worker who pipes up with, "now, is that the "O", the "C" or the "D" talking?" 'Makes me laugh every time ...

Sparkycus & I are flying to Wenatchee, Washington to see my older sister on Friday. We fly Fargo to Minneapolis to Seattle to Wenatchee (I like to call it "ComeScratchMyCoochie") and the planes get progressively smaller. I'm pretty sure the Seattle to CSMC plane is the one Ron White described as "about the size of a pack of gum" that traveled at "the speed of smell." I don't care what they offer me, I am NOT going to remove the block of wood from under the wheel while the flight attendant fires up the prop.

Maybe by the time I get back my new office will be ready. I will be one of two persons in a 60+ person office without windows. I will, however, have real walls and (are you ready for this?) a DOOR! Further, I'm pretty sure mine will be the only office in the place that you can't see into somehow (glass walls, door windows, etc.) You know what I'm thinking? That's right ... naked office time!

We've been experiencing quite a bit of spring flooding here in the Red River Valley. Here's a pic I ripped from http://in-forum.com/photography/index.cfm?page=main_archive.

This area is normally nothing but farms and fields on either side of the highway as far as the eye can see.










This ballfield is about a mile south of us and a block closer to the river. I have a buddy who lives just across the street from the dyke. 'Dude is losing sleep.


I s'pose that's it for now. Y'all be well.