taking your shoes off when you enter the home doesn't make you japanese.

in my town there is a store called batteriesPLUS and this store sells only batteries.

except for those of freebird and hotel california, guitar solos are pretentious acts of soul-destroying boredom.

coworker is sick. coworker sent an email to several folks earlier this week to name the illness and explain the absence. this raised a sort of reddish flag. a pink flag, if you will. it was borderline TMI but forgivable in light of the febrile state. the following email followed the following day: «if i make it in today at all, i will be in around noon. i finally got some sleep last night so i know i am getting better. please prioritize what you want me to do so that i can make the best use of my time.» jeebux. firstly, what is with the whinging? poor pitiful you. do you really want to play this victim card? i mean, we are all going through something, and you don't know what we are going through would make your illness-bel-grande look like the common cold - b/c we have enough discretion not to talk about it. bottom line - you're making a fool of yourself. secondly, you are asking us to prioritize your work and i can't think of a single situation when it's a good idear to put a committee in charge of your to-do list. ask people who officially answer to committees, they will tell you what a bad idear this is.

my boots arrived, but my killers cd did not. where is it? where? where?

the local teevee station of which we watch the newscast has on staff 5 meteorologists and 1.5 sportscasters. obviously they put a higher value on weather than sport. we put a higher value on sport, so i am really not clear on why we are watching this station. oh, i remember. inertia.

today the non-food-vendor vendor showed up with a tub of butter mints. i am fairly certain these are made with crack.