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Tuesday, March 20, 2007Spring Break, part 2bOh, then there's the senility and forgetfulness ... Past readers will remember my claim to be Bruce Almighty. That is to say, parts of the universe do revolve around me - or, at least with a 5-minute delay. Case in point: for whatever reason, I had a strange dream this morning. I lived in a house up on stilits - like the kind at the beach - and there was a deck and lots of windows ... not unlike where we spent Thanksgiving this year. Anyway, there was either a pandemic crisis or an outbreak of zombies - I'm not sure which. So we were running around, finding materials to block off the windows and doors. And what do I find posted on Transbuddha this morning? A marvelous mashup entitled A Hard Day's Night of the Living Dead. Truly, I rule. (It doesn't exlain, though, why we didn't win the HGTV Dream Home. Perhaps something better is on the horizon?) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIWsMKZt3Eg&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Etransbuddha%2Ecom%2F Spring Break, day 2 Off to a good start. Car's at the shop, with over $600 of repairs happening (thank you, hit-and-run driver who took off my side mirror). Got all bills and taxes paid yesterday, plus picked up a replacement Ionic Breeze from Sharper Image (thanks, guys!). Now, what shall I do for lunch? To quote Sondheim, "Heigh-ho, the glamorous life!" Monday, March 19, 2007Good morning, Spring Break.I have already fed the cats, made a pot of coffee, and requested a car servicing appointment. Off to a good start! Now, if I can just get rid of these sniffles .... Wednesday, November 08, 2006:-)After a two-year hiatus, I flew the flag today. Yeah! Friday, September 15, 2006The in-laws are in residence.So far, we've had little time to spend all together, except for some nice conversations in the living room. Oh, and some delicious Vietnamese noodle soup last night. John's dad, meanwhile, has transformed the front yard, paying some much-needed attention to the shrubs. They look better than they did the day we moved in. I'm wating for his mom's incredibly wonderful curry puffs. I'm salivating for them. I think we need to make a grocery run. And the cats are happy, getting plenty of attention during the day. It's always nice to have twice as many laps to lie in. It's great when the Malaysian contingent is in town. Monday, August 21, 2006No boo's, but lots of hissingI haven't laughed that hard in a long, long time. Almost 20 of us from the store plus friends and spouses made up the majority of the audience at the late late Sunday showing. The opening titles started the hooting. Then there was the fantastically cliched dialogue. The over-the-top violence will be the stuff of legends for a long time to come. We cheered at the cameo appearance of a 12" iBook. And a Sprint PDA phone. And then, there was the flinging of the rubber reptiles at Samuel L. Jackson's fateful line, "I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!" Yeah, that's good stuff. Wednesday, August 16, 2006For the past couple of years, the Kansas personalized license plate for cars hasn't been my favorite. It's light brown, with dark brown print, and a screened image of a buffalo in the background.But I did see one today that I liked: STOLEN Ha! Tuesday, August 01, 2006Still more disturbing ...I'm sure many people have seen and been troubled by the growing number of drivers who place decals on their rear windshields. From upside-down Chinese characters to Calvin urinating on who-knows-what, these stickers have taken tacky bumper stickers to a new level. But I recently saw two of the worst examples ever. "In loving memory of ..." began the text, splayed across the rear windows. Both of them were for boys who had died. The four-year-old's "memorial" included his picture and some phrase about how much he was loved. It was on a roofing company's pickup truck. The second one, for a different young man who had died, had the phrase "Forever 21." This one was on a large mini-van. It is not my place to tell others how to mourn their losses. But when I "go," it had better not show up on some car windshield. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must display my American patriotism by having a flag tattooed on my ass. |
