Posts from ‘November, 2007’

This was my second official NaBloPoMo and the first time I actually completed it.  It feels like I completed a marathon but with less effort.
I kind of like the theme idea.  I think I’m going to do a whole month of charts next month.  I don’t care if Caitlin tries to beat me up on [...]

Well, the responses are in. With myself included (writer), here are the results. If you specified more than one dream job, I split your vote accordingly.
If you didn’t get a chance to chime in, please leave a comment here on on the flickr page and I’ll add you in.
I also would like to [...]

I applied for two jobs today.  ChancEric is likely going to get this shift where he works 4pm - midnight which leaves me damn near the whole day to work.  I hadn’t really planned on working but once the idea crawled inside my brain like a drunken tequila worm, it kept whispering to me.  Go [...]

What did Reynaldo give thanks for this past Thanksgiving?

Dear Tuesday November 27 2007,
I’m sorry about today.  I know things didn’t go well.  I’ll try not to have any hard feelings, but I have to say that whenever I think of you, I’m going to grimace a little.
When did you go bad?  Was it when the babies ate their waffles by dunking them (and [...]

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After six takes, the family decided this was the best shot of the family for the Christmas card.

I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas.
A lot of my friends and family are scattered about in various parts of the world and I like to find something cute that lets them know that I dig them and wish I was spending Christmas curled up on a couch with them watching bad movies and drinking [...]

While watching a documentary about metal, various band members were talking about how crappy their hometowns were.
Metal Band Dude: We’d hear gunfire and we wouldn’t even ask “was that a gun?” - we’d just be like “yeah - it’s Saturday night - they’re shooting off guns.”
ChancEric: They’re from Richmond.
Me: That’s [...]

Sarah gets really disturbing Google search results all the time and I get some fairly strange ones, but this one is particularly disturbing:
 ”they made me express like a cow”
I’m sorry for you.  You should make them stop.