Signs your hometown roots might go a little too deep: you find yourself chatting up an interesting guy, thinking, "hmm...he seems nice, and he's a Democrat...maybe..." only to realize later, after doing the mental gymnastics required to figure out why you and he are at the same victory celebration, that yes, he is your cousin. Distantly, but still ( Read more... )

I can't believe it's been eight days and I haven't tortured you all with tales from my father's Mensa Art Show. To put it simply: It was an experience. I spent an hour and forty-five minutes of my life I'll never get back sitting with an old man who told me we were like the Russian Empire, being brought down by wine, women, and song. Then he ( Read more... )

Watch this space: At some point this week, I may change my LJ name. I've been meaning to change it forever, but have been hampered by (a) laziness and (b) lack of creativity re: a new name. Still plagued by both, of course. But something about half of my LJ name being the same as the name as poor little Molly, off chasing baby bunnies in the ( Read more... )

So I randomly joined Greenpeace. Or am I a patron? Whatever you call a person who donates $15 a month, that's what I am! Completely accidental and likely short-term, as I'm both easily convinced and unwilling to give up money that could be better spent on trashy magazines. I mean, it's not that I don't like the environment -- honest, I do! I ( Read more... )

I haven't done laundry in an age, which makes the morning interesting. Today I was running around the house in a towel post-shower on a desperate underwear hunt (pair found at the bottom of the clean laundry basket next to the dryer, thank goodness) when I realized the answering machine was blinking. Played the message while looking for socks ( ( Read more... )

Tomorrow my father has this art show thing where one of his paintings is being shown, and I know he's going to want to go (not so much because of his work being shown, but more because of the free wine and cheese afterward -- he's all about the free stuff), and he'll need someone to go with him (to drive him home post-wine-and-cheese), and since my ( Read more... )

Since my mother has started going to the gym after work (unlike her lazy, slothful daughter), I'm usually the first one home most nights when I don't have to go out after work. So when I drove up tonight and saw the garage door wide open, I was surprised and wondered who beat me home ( Read more... )

I think my house has been put on a new telemarketing list or something. We've gotten a bunch of calls lately for "James MyLastNameEsk ( Read more... )

Da Bosses are still MIA. Am very glad about this, for it allows me to spam people's friends lists with boring entries like this one ( Read more... )