The Wednesday randoms
After lugging 4 bags of groceries up the stairs, I took one look at the treadmill and went ugh.
But, since I still had all my outside gear on, I decided to go for a walk outside instead. If you go downtown after 5 p.m. around here, it's as good as walking by yourself. Interesting license plate of the day, for those of you playing at home: KIDSDOC, seen parked outside the hospital.
Note to self: buy a cool old Chevy Van. The kind mentioned in the song. With the big back window, stripes, the whole deal. But no naked ladies painted on the side. Maybe a nice clipper ship, or something. Or, even better, a painting of my van on the van itself. The infinite van project.
After wrestling the cello wrap off the package last night, I had a cup of Twining's Blackcurrent Tea with my breakfast this morning. It reminds me of the time I spent out with my best friend when she was living in Vancouver, and we'd start off every morning with a big pot of Blackcurrent Tea in her kitchen, with her Siamese cats prowling around, looking for crumbs. Then, after we'd have our tea, we'd beat it up the block to the Sunshine Diner, and have big plates of pancakes or french toast. I have to get back out that way.
And here's something sad that arrived in my inbox at work today. I know that opinions are like assholes; everyone has them, but what about assholes with opinions?
I was going to make a rectum crack (hee!) here, but thought that would just end things on an overly sour note.
Instead, I'll mention that in honor of the box of public service commission certificates that I started to catalog today, I made sure I bought myself the biggest Snickers bar I could find when out on my walk. It will be my reward for walking over a mile to get it, as well as typing "Overhead power lines" ad nauseum today.
But, since I still had all my outside gear on, I decided to go for a walk outside instead. If you go downtown after 5 p.m. around here, it's as good as walking by yourself. Interesting license plate of the day, for those of you playing at home: KIDSDOC, seen parked outside the hospital.
Note to self: buy a cool old Chevy Van. The kind mentioned in the song. With the big back window, stripes, the whole deal. But no naked ladies painted on the side. Maybe a nice clipper ship, or something. Or, even better, a painting of my van on the van itself. The infinite van project.
After wrestling the cello wrap off the package last night, I had a cup of Twining's Blackcurrent Tea with my breakfast this morning. It reminds me of the time I spent out with my best friend when she was living in Vancouver, and we'd start off every morning with a big pot of Blackcurrent Tea in her kitchen, with her Siamese cats prowling around, looking for crumbs. Then, after we'd have our tea, we'd beat it up the block to the Sunshine Diner, and have big plates of pancakes or french toast. I have to get back out that way.
And here's something sad that arrived in my inbox at work today. I know that opinions are like assholes; everyone has them, but what about assholes with opinions?
I was going to make a rectum crack (hee!) here, but thought that would just end things on an overly sour note.
Instead, I'll mention that in honor of the box of public service commission certificates that I started to catalog today, I made sure I bought myself the biggest Snickers bar I could find when out on my walk. It will be my reward for walking over a mile to get it, as well as typing "Overhead power lines" ad nauseum today.