Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Pain In The Neck

I just found out that Boss Man hired a temp for a day while I was gone because, apparently, they couldn't handle the urgent project that got dumped in their laps. I am mad that I wasn't here to boss the temp around and that the temp totally messed up my very carefully arranged monitor/keyboard/mouse system in a way that caused me immediate neck pain. I think it was supposed to be a secret because it only came out because of the invoice. This proves what I have always known - they can't handle shit without me.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

New Rule

When I arrived at the office today after being away for over a week, I fully expected to open the door and have my co-workers tackle me screaming things like "How do I send a fax?" and "Where are the pens?" and "How do I turn my computer on?". I was very surprised to find the door locked (especially since it was almost 10:00). Apparently ACW is home with her son, Sales Guy is sick and Boss Man is traveling. I had the office ALL TO MYSELF and it was AWESOME. I actually got to catch up on my workload instead of 1,000,000 fires being dumped in my lap. I think everyone should always take the day after my vacation ends off.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Eau de Jesus

Just in time for Holy Week: His Essence. And I here always thought he smelled like sweat and goats.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Happy Mr Early Day

Shout out to my dad - celebrating 74 years of being cute and grumpy. Let's all raise a chilly glass of chardonnay and spoonful of peanut butter to Mr Early.

Edited a day late and a dollar short to say:
I think I finally got this. It isn't streaming, but it works.
So click 1938 Dad for a cute video of 2004 Dad.

For a special treat - click here for 1955 Dad.


Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Quote of the Day

MAC is really good for ass kissing.
When you ass kiss, you need to MAC it up.
- Wanda Sykes after being asked by Mo Collins what lipstick you wear to ass kiss

A Grave Error In Judgment

Safeway just sent me a sample of Upstream Dream. Safeway is obviously tracking my purchases well enough to know that I have a cat but not well enough to know that I have never purchases wet food for him. In fact, in his 12 years, Alobar has never had wet food (aside from the occasional bowl of jus d'tuna). But here was this shiny package of wet food and it sounded delicious even to me and I hate salmon (but am a whore for anything with crab) so I put it in his special tuna dish. He ate 4/5 of it and went and passed out in the living room and now I'm sure he will never eat dry food again.

LaLa Land

My mom's sister moved to LA in 70's. I have definitely been there 5 times (two bat mitvahs, one bar mitvah and two weddings) and probably another 3-5 times that I can't think of. I've been to Disney Land and the Getty and Malibu and Beverly Hills. I was in an live audience taping of an
episode of "The Facts of Life". I have seen the Chinese theatre and the stars on the sidewalk. So what should I do for a week there without any family obligations?

Wednesday, March 9, 2005

Why DOES Jackie Chan Love Me So Much?

Our son Jesse, at 6, loved Jackie Chan above all mortals. “When I get big, I'm going to help Jackie Chan,” he announced. Great, great, we murmured. “When I help Jackie Chan, can I still live at home?” he anxiously asked one night at bedtime.

“Sure, sweetie, you'll live at home and just travel to help Jackie every day.”

“Will my name be Jesse Chan when I'm big?” he asked on another occasion.

“I'm sure that will make Jackie very proud,” I said.

Sighing happily one night at bedtime, he asked, “Why does Jackie Chan like me so much?”

We were so far off-script now, we would never find our way back to “Shanghai Noon.”

The Way We Live Now: Sandlot Summer
by Melissa Fay Greene
New York Times Magazine
11/28/2004

It's Not Warm

The forecast on the radio this morning said it would be 38F which is practically 40F which I call cool instead of cold. Sick of big red coat (which needs to be cleaned so badly), I wore a hooded sweatshirt and a cotton peacoat thinking that, in addition to the the two shirts I was wearing (because layering is cool), that I would be warm enough. Not so. It is NOT 38F. It is 30F with a windchill of 19F. I am afraid to go outside. It was almost 70F on Monday! WTF!?