To Do: Monday

1. Work semi-hard to make sure I don’t have to work sooperhard all week.
2. Go grocery shopping since we’ve put it off for 10 days.
3. Finish Bob’s hat (only a few inches to go).
4. Clean? Probably not. Maybe tomorrow.

Fry-Day

again, it’s friday
1. What was your most memorable moment from the last week?
when my windshield wipers started squeaking.
2. What one person touched your life this week?
the two guys who forgave me in the instant when i turned left and they were jogging across the street and i waved “sorry” and they said “it’s okay”.
3. How have you helped someone this week?
i went to the front desk to get the stylist when my boss was late cuz she was sick.
4. What one thing do you need to get done by this time next week?
a new headlight and new windshield wipers.
5. What one thing will you do over the next seven days to make your world a better place?
try not to take things so personally.

Random Musings

I was lamenting to a friend last night how I wasn’t blogging so often because I just don’t have anything of import to say. He said that’s not the point of blogs, as far as he understood it. So here I go: This week has been pretty uneventful. A few things happened that aren’t to be made public. I bought a bike on Sunday and haven’t taken it for a ride yet. My first of two slippers are almost knit up. Bob’s hat is about 1/3 knit up. I find that Columbian flavored Steep ‘n Brew sticks to the inside of my grinder and it pisses me off. I’m all out of “it’s not just for hippies anymore” buttons and have to order some more bits, print some more out and wreck my hands making more because everyone loves them. The caf´┐Ż manager made a personalized lunch special for me yesterday. Stir Fry with your choice of chicken or tofu and a vegetarian egg roll; it was pretty good. My lunch buddy is in Chicago on a photoshoot. That’s all, folks.

Being 86’d

*read with a southern/countryboy accent*
Apparently, back in the good ol’ days, there were two proofs of whiskey; 100 and 86. So if someone was a lightweight or the barkeep didn’t like ’em, he’d give ’em the shitty stuff. And only the bartender knew the difference because they came in the same lookin’ bottle.

hard@work.com

Whew! Today was probably /the/ most productive day I’ve had in a while. I got so much done and the time just flew by. I keep telling myself I should work for a newspaper. I wonder if Isthmus is hiring? ;)
*edited to avoid being 86’d*

Motorin’

What’s the price for flight? I’m starting the bike-shopping endeavor. Luckily, Kurt’s wealth of knowledge will help me to not get swindled. I’m lookin’ for something that will get me around in the summertime to parks far away where I can sit under a tree and knit. I will soon be a blogging, knitting bicycler.

Yay!

(image gone for some reason) Here’s my new toy! I’ve had the same (broken) printer for a couple of years now and I found it was high time to upgrade. It’s nothing fancy, but at least it prints without white lines.

The first day of Spring

And it’s friday.
1. If you had the chance to meet someone you’ve never met, from the past or present, who would it be?
Dubya, so I could at least ask him, “:/?”.
2. If you had to live in a different century, past or future, which would it be?
“Had to”? I’d like to check out the future. I think it’d be rather interesting.
3. If you had to move anywhere else on Earth, where would it be?
France.
4. If you had to be a fictional character, who would it be?
Huck Finn.
5. If you had to live with having someone else’s face as your own for the rest of your life, whose would it be?
? *confused by the shear silliness of this week’s FridayFive*