Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Wow! I just got an email meant for this person (note: NOT ME). Our names are identical, down to the middle initial! Plus: the email had to do with a stock repurchase. Not just any stock repurchase, but the purchase of a stock relating to a person who was much in the news this past year for some stock-purchasing-and-selling troubles of her own. Maybe this person's email mistake will cause me to be swept unawares into a web of mystery and shady financial shenanigans!

I'll keep you posted.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Not being able to blog from work has really cramped my style. Like, today out in the parking lot I saw a guy wearing a Cosby sweater whose torso was completely square. And I almost forgot about it, but, you know, I remembered it, which is how you just read about it. And then at home I have all these Slegs to kill, so you see how little free time I have.

For the first time ever in my life, today I bought the local paper just so I could officially get a bag for Bag Day on Saturday (the one day of the year when almost every store downtown offers 20% off of any one thing in each store) instead of finding a store willing to give me a bag. The past few years I've been avoiding downtown completely on Bag Day, but there's one item I need to buy for my dad's birthday next week, and it would be dumb to buy it NOT on bag day. So I am going to have to brave the slow-moving, Coldstone-Creamery-eating, jay-walking, preschooler-and-senior-citizen-towing crowds. For Father.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Hello? *tap tap* Anyone here?

Anyway. There's a screen shot from Katamari Damacy on page 14 of this week's EW. Is it bad that I know exactly what level it's from, the prize the Prince is wearing, and the name of the cousin the Prince has just rolled up?

Also: I had a flash of image-memory yesterday of a small spiral-bound notepad I had when I was a kid, with Snoopy on the cover in a leisure suit saying, "I've got Disco fever, babe!" For whatever reason, my sister and I would read that aloud every time we saw the thing. My sister pronounced it "babY" and I pronounced it correctly and after a couple of years we had a discussion about the correct pronunciation. And now that notepad would go for $4 if it was as-new in some hipster store in the East Village.

Monday, November 07, 2005

The sign outside of Friendly's in Florence says:


Shhh! Nobody tell them! Hee hee hee hee.