In case you are ever wondering...

trying to drive with a bowlful of strawberry ice cream and a fork is only slightly easier than trying to drive with a bowl of cereal w/ milk.

But there's more pressure to eat it...because if you wait, you will just have sticky soup.

Being a prune salesman must be really challenging ( Read more... )

Last night this sound like someone playing a drums with crowbars interrupts a l'il Blueground Undergrass CD at my apartment. The stackable washing machine/dryer was shuffling back and forth making its way OUT of the closet on its own. I didn't know what to do. Thankfully, my Super-Maytag Woman instincts kicked in. I took on the rocking beast ( Read more... )

I am delighted to learn that there are adult kickball leagues all over the place....
even in San Diego.

http://www.govavi.com/kickball.shtml

I wonder if there is anything as therapeutic as rearranging all the furniture in your apartment. It ranks even higher than Ben & Jerry's pint of New York Super Fudge Chunk with me.

You know you live the good life when you set the mean-sounding alarm for 8 a.m. on a workday.

So as we are heading out against predictions of "freezing rain," which meteorologists explained to me last night is different from "sleet," (Who knew?) and more wintry weather on tap for Thursday...let's just extinguish that light at the end of the tunnel altogether, eh ( Read more... )

I also came close to buying a cookie cake in honor of Kiwi_Chic's Birthday! Woohoo!

Getting ready to skate over to work in my Subaru.

I dreamt I was in a big house on a hill, and we knew someone was going to get out of jail or something and come to he house looking for a man who was there. His wife and child were at the house, too. I went up to the attic with the wife and child to hide. When the western type gangsters arrived, they found him and brought him up to the attic. They ( Read more... )