Drunk fella in my backyard!
this fella was in my backyard this afternoon! very drunk swigging from
a wine bottle and yelling obscenities. called the police, all good
this fella was in my backyard this afternoon! very drunk swigging from
a wine bottle and yelling obscenities. called the police, all good
I'm sorry, but for $9 bucks, I expect more than this! I don't give a damn if it's the Ritz.
I expect first rate soup. Usually I'd get soup AND a sandwich for that.
I often get chastised with being a mamma's boy. I don't deny I love my mother as only a good Italian son could. But I try to pull my weight around the house at least, not take advantage of living at home as my brothers would argue.
Here's an excerpt of what I mean The kitchen is her domain. No matter how hard I try, she won't let me help. I can see how this would be really adorable from an outsider's perspective. So, the question remains, mamma's boy? You be the judge!The two sweet ladies in my life surprised me with early birthday gifts! By the way, my birthday is October 6 for all of you who wish to be on time! =]
One was a wonderful box of chocolates from my Mamma. The chocolates are filled with liqueur. But the box is what is the most amazing part of this gift. Such elegant packaging. And it has a magnetic front cover so it easily opens and closes. Cheeky!
And the other gift was a beautiful Cross pen from my Seallion. Now I don't have to carry around a plastic Bic from the Marriott as I normally do, when I'm all dressed up and ready to do some serious business. Cross also has very elegant packaging. And I'm a big fan of the brown. =]
Thank you! Thank you!
My mother is up in arms at the thought that we may have a mouse in the house. Hopefully just a tiny mouse and not a great big rat! Whatever it was, it ate into my peach. I was going to use that peach for a smoothie!
And whatever it was, it must have a finicky palate because it spit out the peach skin back into the fruit bowl! =]
We heard a lot of strange noises and tried to find out if there really was a rat, but we were unsuccessful. Today, the noise is gone. And so is the peach! Au revoir, Misseur Rat!
I don't think so. In fact, judging from my aches and pains, I know so!
I've tweaked the setup over and over. And what you see is the best I can do. Unless some of you have any bright ideas. But here are my main issues...
But here are a few happy notes...
So I think I've been able to come up with the most feasible and best ergonomic positioning available in my crappy workspace, excluding buying any other products. And what's neat about it is that you HAVE to get all the pieces aligned just right in order to make it work. When one thing is out of whack, the whole system falls apart. And I usually know when that has happened when some pain creeps up in my back, hands, wrists, feet, elbows, you name it.
I am accepting donations (or at least ideas) for creating a new workspace. Don't be shy!
My neighbors got married tonight, at the neighborhood pool. Some people think that this is to the point of being redneck. But I'll vouch that it is often much more fun than the stuffy church/reception fare. I say often, but I've only been to two. But to each their own. Anyway, if you've never been to one, a poolside wedding that is, it's pretty amazing because you may have never have thought that an occasion such as a wedding could be so casual.
I think the term nowadays is non-traditional. And this one did not disappoint. The groom was in short pants! And the guests were smoking and drinking during the ceremony. And some were even contributing their opinions when the vows were being said!
The other thing that made me chuckle was that the groom kept kissing the bride all through the ceremony. And she just loved it. Someone spoke up that maybe he should wait until the reverend officially pronounced them man and wife. In good cheer he said, "I'll adjust!" =]
It was extremely sweet and sentimental with personal vows and even a guitar song by the groom. I didn't go in expecting much. But I left a whole lot happier.
A couple of notes on the pictures... the bride made her own cake to resemble the Corona commercial! Have you ever seen someone with their own wedding toilet paper? I had to do a double-take because I thought it was Halloween paper or something, but sure enough, it's a bride and groom on there to help you clean up. =] And of course, I went with my Mamma. But for once, I wasn't the only 30-something son accompanying his mother to a formal occasion. Haha!
One night I noticed the evil eye shadow as I stood in my living room in the dark. Creepy!
This is my Mamma striking the pose for me. Wow... looking closer, Mamma is sportin' some evil teeth, too!
Nice to know the guy behind the blog that I like so much... Garry Tan (on the right) on This Week in Startups! While watching this, I just used PicPosterous to post this. Unfortunately, since I had more to say, I had to come to the site to edit the pic. So maybe email will work best for my needs. But we'll see...
By the way, I learned it's pronounced Post like Boston. Not like a native Bostonian says Boston, but how the rest of the country says Boston. Well, that's not true, either, now that I think about it. Boston, like I say Boston.
Perhaps a better example is frost. Crap. Same thing with frost. New Yorkers break the curve on all these words.
Hmm. Is there a word that doesn't break under the regional pronuciation tests? Hmm... How about Posterous like Bob Costas... We have a winner!!!
One thing I love about rains is the greenery. ;-)
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