So, yes, the parental unit is coming Sunday, possibly with my brother in tow, and now I’m wondering what the hell we can do all day to keep them entertained. I had originally thought about seeing a Redbirds game, but they’ve got an away game that day. Boo. I really did want to see a game and my dad’s a huge Cardinals fan. He suggested we go to Forrest Park so he can get some…
Kristin just made my day by pointing this out to me: Finally, progress!! INSTANT UPDATE: Looks like NiT has a poster up, too. Not sure about that design, but whatever, I’ll take it as long as the freaking movie actually comes out.
This barbershop will feature hairstylists who wear lingerie that’s picked out by their clients. It’s America. You have the right to have your sideburns shaved while peering into the curving, silky abyss of lace-trimmed nightwear.
Just found out that last year I was entitled to five days of sweet, succulent vacation time, which can’t be rolled over into the next year unless you use it in the first quarter, which, for those of you keeping score at home, ended last month. Bwah! The good news is, I think I have another week to burn this year, when I thought I only had one. Story developing …
It’s possible that my parents might come visit this weekend. This is a major development. I have lived in Memphis for more than a year and they haven’t been to visit me where I live a single time. They have, however, come to the Elton John and Toby Keith concerts (both times they came by the office to visit me for a few minutes while I was at work), and my mom briefly stopped by…
Yesterday I had lunch with a new co-worker (of course I took her to Mezcal) and ended up spending the rest of the day with her, hanging out and talking. She’s super nice, and I think she was just happy to get out of her apartment and hang out with someone other than her two cats. She doesn’t really know anyone here and her husband won’t move up here from Texas until next month. I…
Uh oh, Mr. Mike, it looks like you’ve got some competition for Wendi Thomas’s job: Wendi herself. I don’t have any more info than the Diva has at this point, but this is surely an interesting development…
It’s a beautiful Saturday, and I have to go to work and leave these cuties at home all alone. Awww. Gonzo loves to have his picture taken. He saw that Felix was about to have his photo taken, so he sauntered over and plopped down right in my way. Camera hog.
That’s not true. If ever there was proof that female genitals don’t automatically make you Susie Homemaker, I’m it. So, hooray: 1. I cooked lunch yesterday — beef taco salad, again — and it was much better than the first time I tried my hand at it. And it got Phil’s seal of approval, so it had to be decent. 1. I bought some more plants (three alien-looking Bromelia variations and one small, leafy, hot…
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