i like number 5.

  1. A day without sunshine is like night.
  2. On the other hand, you have different fingers.
  3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.
  4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.
  5. Remember, half the people you know are below average.
  6. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
  7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
  8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.
  9. Support bacteria. They’re the only culture some people have.
  10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
  11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.
  12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.
  13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand.
  14. OK, so what’s the speed of dark?
  15. When everything is coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.
  16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.
  17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?
  18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don’t get sucked into jet engines.
  19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice?
  20. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?
  21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, “What the hell happened?”
  22. Just remember — if the world didn’t suck, we would all fall off.
  23. Light travels faster than sound. That’s why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
  24. Life isn’t like a box of chocolates. It’s more like a jar of jalapenos.


we’re sitting in the computer room with the door shut because the guy installing the dish is afraid of dogs.

another mess

so we came home to another catastrophe. apparently nora decided to tear apart the remaining dvds on the table (therein which lies a lesson for both kurt and nora).
what’s interesting is that she left the plastic chopsticks completely alone. like they weren’t worth damaging.
jones was, again, sorry and submissive.
i think i ought to get a webcam to ease our discontent. or to provide humor.

a mess

i came home to a small mess this evening… it would appear that someone got into a (yet unpacked) plastic bag with sunscreen and ferret shampoo and they managed to keep all of the shampoo inside of the bag, thankfully. judging from the possible suspects’ reactions, it would appear the guilty one was jones. this is unfortunate, because i know that it was nora. jones is just the one who knows that whatever happened was wrong and gave me the sorry face for it.
nora is definitely benefiting from being a “second-child”. i did not scold her nearly as much as jones has had it in the past. mostly because she would have peed, but secondly because she probably didn’t remember having been the culprit in the crime.
in an unrelated note, my back has a huge knot that i can’t seem to get at.

new gig?

the kitchen opens at mickey’s in less than a week…
kurt asked if i wanted to be a runner (someone who delivers food to tables).
i’m thinking about it.


we had an impromptu vacation with some friends on saturday night. the house is inhabited til december while some work gets done, and while the occupants work on retiring.

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it was really nice.. the dogs had an awesome time running around and we sat by the fire after playing a friendly game of euchre. i stayed up too late, which made me kinda groggy at 7:30 when nora decided it was time to get up.
the willy st fair was kinda frustrating as we decided to bring both dogs, and, as it turns out, nora seems to hate crowds. so, getting through all those people to find the falafel stand was a challenge.
we had dinner at the magnus to celebrate our 5th annual wedding anniversary. it was absolutely delectable, as always.

over two weeks

not ordering dinner! as long as we don’t count the egg drop soup that i threw on kurt’s chinese order last sunday. i’m still paying for lunch, and breakfast on sundays, but other than that i’m doing pretty good with this self-imposed rule.


i was going to try to avoid the “six years ago today, i was doing…” post, but kurt’s mom is flying back to madison from nyc today… and i can’t help but think about it until i know she’s safely back in the central time zone.
but, six years ago today, i was sitting in my cube listening to people quietly crying and sniffling. we were unofficially let out early. we had model club in joe’s basement and no one could really concentrate. it’s hard enough painting with #000 brushes…
the next few days were substantially quiet. everywhere. people even drove better… nicer. without such a rush. woodman’s was tolerable. “you go ahead of me” was uttered more often.
we were humbled.
it’s amazing how fast humans shake that.

another cool thing

about having two dogs is that jones hasn’t touched the garbage in two weeks. at the apartment, we had to put it out in the back hallway when we left the house, and now, it seems like he just doesn’t care. who knows, though, it could be because we have a house now and he doesn’t want to mess it up? we just kept putting it out into the back porch, for some reason, until Nora came along.
they’re still “gettin-ta-know-ya”, but Jones seems to be content with her presence and i think he secretly likes it. :)