Seaves and I are drinking some beers, eating some pizza. Actually, right now, she's reviewing case law on something and I'm typing on teh eljay. I had only sporadic internet connectivity today at work, which made it the singlemost productive day I've had in weeks. Seriously, the internets on the fritz is like a time machine back to 1992 before teh intertubes really got kickin'...it was alllll business today. Not that I didn't try to slack off, it's just difficult when your browser keeps saying, "Cannot display the page...you might not be connected to the internet."
In fact, I posted a funny vignette from this morning's getting ready that I thought everyone would enjoy but it seems like it went out into nothingness and never found my journal. Too bad.
Last night, someone stole one of the grips off of my bike. I keep my bike locked up outside of the People's Church, where Drew rocks out for daycare/preschool. It's been clear that someone (or something DUHN duhn DUHN DUHHHHNNNN) has messed with my bike in the past. But this is the first time that something's actually gone missing. I keep expecting someone to take my saddle, since I have it on a quick release thing, but it's pretty rusted shut from being out in the elements all the time.
Also, Drew was a total prep today and we're seriously considering sending his pictures in to some agency. He's MUCH cuter than that Suri Cruise. PROOF:
So yeah, when you see Drew on the side of buses or on billboards or sitting next to Suri Cruise, you can say that you saw him here first.
Wow! Jon Stewart is really doing a number on the dude who wrote the book on Cheney right now. Cheney is such a dick, I can't even stand it. (This is the replay from last night...)