So, Yeah

You know when you hear something that you absolutely weren't expecting, and it doesn't make any sense, and you spend the whole day trying to come up with an explanation, and most of what you come up with is pretty sinister and horrible, and then you finally get a chance to talk to the person involved, and it turns out it's something totally innocuous and harmless, and you feel like a complete dork for even giving it a second thought.

Yeah.

Totally didn't do that all day today.

Public Service Announcement

If you have a cold and already can't breathe, watching Hotel Rwanda is a really, really bad idea.

Lousy Smarch

I am so effin' sick of snow.

Adam is getting his last set of molars, and decided to stay up all night. Matt was doing after-hours work on-site, so guess who got to extoll the many virtues of going back to sleep to a completely unreceptive audience.

Two hours of sleep. All night. And now snow!

I Don't Understand

Surely, if I have cake, I may do whatever I like with it? Whether it be eating it, smearing it all over my face, or preserving it for decades in a dusty room as part of a shrine to a wedding that never happened?

Was the cake left to me conditionally? "Someday, Son, all of this cake will be yours, but only if you never touch it. Should you ever try to eat the cake, ninja monkeys will come in the night and take it from you, along with your ears, just for fun."

Most cake has too much frosting anyway. Can someone get me a bandage? Effin' monkeys.

Today's Earworm

Blue Sky Mine by Midnight Oil.

(No, it's not a parasite.)

Just Say No

Julie feels that I should turn the recent photos of Adam into an animated gif. But we all know where that leads.