Thursday, April 26, 2007

as luck would have it... this is my life...

two items of note this morning:

1. i am wearing my i'm a sucker for diction t-shirt.

2. it is bring your kid to work day.

carry on

Friday, April 20, 2007

well i know mel gibson and hamlet didn't say that.. it was that polonius guy.

i'm feeling inspired by a friend's recent blog post where he's talking to himself. so i'm going to create a conversation with myself:

me: that's a great skirt you've got on today.

tara: it's pink... and flouncy... i like it.

me: well i do too. but you should have washed your hair today.

tara: i should have shaved my legs too, but who's keeping track?

me: apparently, you are.

tara: true story.

me: you really don't care do you?

tara: not lately. and i've been trying to figure out why... why i can't seem to put my best foot forward, and let people see and enjoy 'me'... err YOU rather.

me: i was thinking about that last night while we were doing laundry. what's the deal?

tara: i've gotten so used to saying 'i'm fine' that i've stopped feeling things. i'm pretending that i just don't care anymore... since caring seems to get me into such trouble.

me: that's not true... my tears brutally rebuff that statement.

tara: i know. but if i keep telling you that i'm fine, then i won't have to think about things.

me: well that blouse makes your ass look fabulous.

tara: thank you. and a good point.

me: we will know love again.

tara: i hope so... and in the meantime, i'll take today's 'entertaining others' shift.

me: i appreciate that. i'll be over here reading and sipping my vanilla latte.

tara: cool beans.

me: we don't say things like 'cool beans'.

tara: eh... well i gave it a shot.

me: solid effort... now please pass me a tissue.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

subway shenanigans and other tales of woe...

yes, i said woe... not wow... nor WOH as joey lawrence might proclaim after seeing my tots. whatever.

yesterevening on the ride home from work, our car was treated to a little bit of saxophone. well actually two times. the first man was lovely and gave us some jazz, and i was briefly saddened to find out that another sax wielding vagrant had gotten on our car and started yelling things, which made the lovely jazz player leave.

the new guy said that he was an alien (he had sparkly dealie bobs on the top of his chapeau for crying out loud) and said that he needed money to fix his spaceship to get back to his home planet and that he wasn't allowed to speak earthly languages but would speak his alien speak to us... aka shrieking sax noises a la the twilight zone theme song. then he moved down to MY end of the car and did it again... i don't think that i could hear for a few minutes. redonkulous really.

in other news (and oddly timed as it would seem because i made k watch in and out over the weekend), but i saw Zak Orth taking his kid to school this morning in my neighborhood. he had longish hair and a beard, but i'm QUITE certain that it was him. we made eye contact... i almost said 'what happened? i was FAT!'. but i didn't... that would have been righteous though. and yes, i did just say righteous.

starbucks, in an effort to create new flavors of crack, have come out with dulce de leche beverages... or as i'm now going to call them, flan in a cup. i decided to try this little treat this morning and it's like wedging sugar into your gums... it's that sweet. and like i need any more sweetnes... i'm just sweet all on my own. <--- you should see the expression on my face as i'm even attempting to type that. think gay man with a beard and sweater vest... i mock myself because i can.

my roommate j came home from visiting her parents over easter weekend with giant bags full of nuts. yes... i said nuts. apparently there is a festive little nut shop right outside her hometown that sells nuts and dried fruit by the bagful... for like a dollar. she called me from the nutshop (i'm going to hang a sign over my bedroom door that says this i think) to see what little delicacies i would enjoy... i said pistachios. soooooo now there's a massive bag of pistachios in our kitchen... to go with the huge bag of peanuts, dried mango, pineapple, gummy strawberries, whole figs, deep fried peas, and macaroons. needless to say, we aren't wanting of snacks in our household right now.

it's wednesday... one of those days where i wish i was at home in bed... doing that thing that you're supposed to be doing on a wednesday. i mean, why would they nickname it such a thing if it wasn't directly correlated to the naked bonanza?! happy wednesday folks.