Just to think - only 102 years until Neil Peart’s Randian, dystopian future is upon us. Eep!
For tonight’s slow dance with your sweetie: King Curtis - “What Are You Doing New Years Eve?” http://tinyurl.com/y8olgv5
Fifteen hours left to lose that 30lbs.
“Juice was really flyin’…” Peppermint Harris, 1951 - “I Got Loaded” http://tinyurl.com/ydjgtry
Our new Wii thinks I’m an obese 57yo. I’m sure this Cheetos-stained Snuggie adds 30lbs. Anyway, Matlock’s on.
First day back at work. You know how it is. Gene Autry - “Back In The Saddle Again” http://tinyurl.com/yak7bm3
Slept in until 10am. O DEATH WHERE IS THY STING?
Failing to sygyt while failing to transcribe a Bulgarian choral piece. I need easier hobbies and/or Ritalin.
MIDNIGHT POT PIE, BITCHES.
Maybe if I start using a decent hand moisturizer, all these sexual harrassment complaints will become sexual harrassment *compliments*.
Help! My kid’s in a local production of Amahl this weekend, but I can’t find my monocle nor my opera-length pearls ANYWHERE.
I wish I could remember the sage guidance Granddad gave me about swapping out the MPI layer in a numerical weather forecasting subsystem.
My cow-orker just now: “I don’t consider the S-word to be swearing.”
Does the Christian concept of grace extend to those who write bad inner-join SQL queries? ‘Cause I think I might be going to hell here.