You know what you should do tonight? Come to Bluehouse! The owner's brilliant and hilarious husband Rob wrote a little play called "A Very Special Episode" which, due to aforementioned brilliance and hilarity, promises to be a roaring good time. I'll be there, and I want my friends to come too!!

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Broadway performer Jonathan ( Read more... )

Dear friends, are you in the Christmas spirit yet? I hope so! If not, I have an idea to get you there ( Read more... )

The meeting went... alright. There was just an uncomfortable feeling in the air from the moment I walked in the store, and everybody was just kind of trying to joke like everything is normal ( Read more... )

There are some amazing-looking fruit and cheese platters laid out at work right now, along with some very funny bright pink "sparkling liqueur" - all in honor of 9/11. I kid you not. There's some event tonight called ShopCrawl, which has in some way to do with terrorist attacks. Sales on all terrorism-related items (if you can make a bomb out of it ( Read more... )

Bluehouse is haunted by trolls! All day, some thing has been calling the store over and over and over again. The first half dozen or so times, there was silence on the other line. Finally this thing starts speaking... sort of. It keeps mumbling in a raspy voice that might be in Spanish, might be in trollish. It might want food, or it might want our ( Read more... )

A fellow in the cafe right now is speaking quite earnestly on the merits of opera and orchestra conducting. I'm sure he's a quite intelligent man, but there's something in his voice that just makes me want to hurl my laptop at him, right now. "Because, as you know, I'm a conductor, and so you should listen to me because I'm IMPORTANT ( Read more... )

A customer today walked behind the counter and grabbed me. Admittedly, he was trying to hug me (in itself not entirely appropriate), but my struggle against the hug and attempt to walk away resulted in him grabbing me tighter and following me further behind the counter. Instead of ranting about it here, I decided to post this creation (which looked ( Read more... )

I finally got my lazy butt to work, and there are pregnant women everywhere. I gotta tell you, pregnancy freaks me out. It's not just the stretching of the skin to impossible lengths, although that's part of it. It's not just the idea of pushing out some screaming slimy sea creature that you'll have to raise for 18 years if you're lucky, 35 if you ( Read more... )

All day yesterday, I kept fighting the urge to hit the "LJ" button on my browser. It's not like it matters anyway - as many folks have said (myself included!), it's entirely reasonable for a company to charge a fee for a service (blogging without ads). But that's not what I was concerned about anyway. Whatever. But still, i t was eery to realize ( Read more... )

It seems that Monday night's crankiness continued on through Wednesday morning, where I found myself increasingly irritated by customers. I didn't get much sleep the night before, because I had been at my parents' house until late, moving things around and taking trash out of their house. I also had a very long talk with my mother about her mental ( Read more... )