Monthly Archives: March 2004

James: The mice have eaten the spatula again. Me: I’m sorry. James: We’re going to have to get a new spatula soon. Me: God, I’m sorry. I’m sorry we live in a world where mice cavort naked through our drawers, attacking innocent spatulas and defecating wildly amidst the silverware. I’m so sorry…. James: I don’t […]

Okay…first wave of auctions up! I would like to state categorially that the wombat beefcake was all kalluna‘s fault, and I cannot be held responsible. There’ll be more auctions to come soon–I’ve got a sad tapir in the rain similiar to the odd donkey, and more things based on all those great suggestions. In […]

Finally say “28 Days Later.” Hmm. Not bad. About as good as a zombie movie gets, I suppose. Not that scary, although the fast, rasping zombies were rather more alarming than shambling “Braaaaaiins…” types. Although, as with many horror movies, I found myself saying, over and over, “Stupid, stupid people.” “I know there are zombies […]

Speaking of market research… A temporary poverty looms on the horizon for James and Ursula, as the taxes for moving expenses finally get yoinked from the paycheck, causing it to wither and shrivel like a salted slug. Que sera sera, these things happen, money always comes from somewhere and we aren’t going to starve, we’re […]

Got back from a very good meal of Japanese boiled stuff (boiling broth, drop raw chicken into it, etc) with lintqueen who is groovy, and brought me up to speed on several aspects of authentic Southerndom, including what the heck a debutante ball is, and the proper usage of “bless his heart” in a sentence. […]