Friday, June 25, 2010

A Tale of Two Cities

Hello, Heaven on Earth, nice to meet you

A love affair with a horsey

Morning run through St. Helena (aka: balancing out the wine tasting liver damage)

... made a bottle of Bold, Complex and Rich Cabs with a splash of Merlot... I should probably start my own winery

Alcatraz out your bedroom window? This should be the city that never sleeps

One mo' mojito. Uthanku.

And then there was NASA.

Just makes you all warm n' fuzzy and patriotic!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Deserves Its Own Post

My notoriously worthless co-worker took a business call this morning! and THAT, my friends, is noteworthy.

This phone call is one of a handful of work-related conversations this man has had at his desk in the two years I've been sitting here. This is not an over exaggeration. He does nothing. He strolls around the property flirting with anything that walks, disappears from his desk for HOURS at a time.

Lately I've been overcome with a sense of guilt and lack of serious motivation for my job, since I know my last day is just around the corner, but this colleague of mine makes me feel better about myself on a daily basis... because at least I work harder than he does.

But today, TODAY, he took a business call. As painful as it was to listen to, because let's face it... practice makes perfect and he doesn't have much practice... he tried to sell our facility.

Just goes to show you - never say never

Friday, June 18, 2010

bing Bing BING!

Like a pinball machine, my thoughts:

I am officially CPR certified. I'm glad to be armed with the knowledge, but I truly hope I never have to use it... mostly because real people aren't plastic and don't come with freshly sanitized mouths... but also because trauma sucks.

I want to identify exactly where the fine line is between 'withholding information to spare feelings' and 'lying'.

I got another friggin ticket to add to my repertoire. This really isn't funny, because this time, I broke the law so soon after my last ticket, I'm not eligible for defensive driving to decrease the cost and consequence. Ugh. $235 for floating a stop sign, for reals?

I hate white chocolate. I don't even know why it was invented. It definitely doesn't belong in cookies.

I dreamed my big sister decorated my room with kinetic formulas. For the record, she has much better taste than that, but it really freaked me out about gradschool.

Father's Day is Sunday. My father has been a father for 29 years. But only my father for 27. And Alyssa's for 20. Now aint that somethin'.

If I were a toll booth collector, I would definitely wear plastic gloves.

My nephew is officially crawling and we couldn't be more excited! Seriously, it's like the 8th wonder of the world (especially because they're about to tear down the Astrodome). I'm wondering if my family will be as excited when I learn to do something... like filter my thoughts?