Commuting With Crabby

I met with the Ice Queen for a perfectly lovely lunch, but was distressed about having to share my trip home with FREAKS! Smelly, nose-picking, muttering, littering FREAKS. People who were raised by a family of ducks. People who should refrain from independent travel. There I was, minding my own business and trying to write a poem in my little book, when out of nowhere comes this stinky Yeti-like creature who coughed all over me. Just my luck, he sat beside me too. The poetry moment abrupty ended, I can tell you that! Off to bathe in Clorox! Have a great weekend, folks.

Today's List: What to Do

What to Rent: "Who is Cletus Tout", which includes some surprising shots of my street corner.
What to Get: A job as a location scout in the film industry. Apparently they aren't too picky.
What to Eat: Nerdamame (widely known as edamame). Although ubiquitous, I just discovered it in January.
What to Wear: T-shirts!! Capri pants!! Sandals!! Sunglasses!! Lipstick!!
What to Say: "Those guys are the suckiest bunch of sucks who ever sucked." =Homer Simpson
What to Read: Anything. Just read.
What to Celebrate: The return of Elizabeth Smart. Lost to her family since June, she's been in my head the whole time. Too bad nobody looked there.
What to Watch: "Curb Your Enthusiasm". If "Seinfeld" was beer, "Curb Your Enthusiasm" is cognac.

Let There Be Comments

Ice Queen here making another blog call to install comments. Let's see if this works:

Today's List: Good and Bad Things About Working From Home



Bad Things:

-Coffee. Paying for it, making it, and sometimes bringing it to me used to be someone else's problem.

-Increased toilet paper budget. 'Nuff said.

-Lunch. It's lonely!

-Huckle (pesky neighbourhood cat). He doesn't live here, but he clearly wants to. He's always dirty, cold, and hungry, and I am compelled to run downstairs to see if he needs anything far too often. Back in a minute...




Good Things:

-No Boss!

-Naps!

-Playing very loud music.

-Watching Little House on the Prairie at lunchtime (nerdshow).

-Awesome commute.

-Slack dress code.

-No United Way/hockey pool/50-50 canvassers.

Never let it be said that I'm a joiner, but alas, I've joined the ranks of bloggers.

So today, more proof that Saddam is funding terrorists. Nobody fell of their chairs chez moi upon hearing the news. Instead, cries of "send militant, lady-shoving, water-tossing OECTA members to the Middle East" were heard up and down my block of union-haters.

CP Style dictates that I capitalize "Middle East", although it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. If I had my druthers, I'd lower case hitler, sheila copps, milosevic (sp?), and vanbiesbrouck too. I think that capitalization should be based on reputation. If you are a good Mommy, a good Prime Minister, a good Lisa.... Your thoughts?