I’m dying here
John says I’m a nerd. I say he just doesn’t know funny. Please please PLEASE read this, and if you don’t laugh, don’t tell me about it. (It’s the list at the end that gets me. I’m practically crying. Thanks, Mom!)
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It’s a bird! It’s a plane!
Someday we’re going to live in a place where good sushi isn’t readily accessible. I’m not looking forward to that, but I can’t really see making sushi a deal-breaker when looking for a place to live. Not that we’re looking right now. Still, sad day ahead.
You know what’s not sad (or who, I should say)? Erik and Margaret’s teeny baby when I’m holding her. We went to their place yesterday to meet adorable little Corinne, and I surprised us all by turning into Supersitter!. Supersitter! took the baby (who was fighting her nap) when we got arrived, and Supersitter! swung and bounced her while we chatted in the kitchen, and then Supersitter! soothed wee baby Corinne right to sleep, head buried in Supersitter!’s armpit (which seemed odd to Supersitter!, but what can you do?). It certainly wasn’t Supersitter!’s arms that got tired or Supersitter!’s stomach that was growling – those things don’t happen to Supersitter!. It was a nice afternoon. Good to see them all.
Then I spent last night and most of today getting ahead on my homework. Exciting. And apropos of absolutely nothing (but courtesy of The Bloggess), here are some otters that look like Benedict Cumberbatch.
Where the grass is labeled
This is still my favorite XKCD comic. I think. It’s one of my favorites, definitely, because it’s one of the ones I continue to laugh at, even though it’s been years since it was posted.
Also, this one.
Do you have the Draw Something app? Our friendly neighborhood Wombat asked me that exact question just the other day. My response (after immediately downloading it to my phone) was “I do now!” I am so very bad at it, but it’s fun. It’s like Pictionary without the yelling. (Usually.) And Wombat is being very gracious about my terrible drawings. She’s good – she drew a great cheeseburger. I really suck. Truly. But if you download it and you want to play, send me an email!
I love spring
Every day should start like today. We slept in a little (letting the dogs sleep upstairs = not a good night’s sleep), and then we took the dogs for a nice stroll around the neighborhood together. The weather was perfect, we weren’t in a hurry – if it hadn’t been for work, it could have been the perfect morning.
This is just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
Sing with me now
Who’s having the best day ever? Would you mind sharing? Just a bit? No, my day wasn’t horrible. I made a small decision I wish I hadn’t (although it’s not really that big a deal), and yes, my commute was not what I’d hoped for, but I’m home now (makes up for a lot), and the weather is perfect (makes up for even more), and the week is over half done. I’m kinda halfway between wanting to just go to bed now and looking forward to going to the gym. I’ll probably be leaning more towards the gym once I get out of these #&$%%# tights.
(from The Daily What)
Show, don’t tell
I know, it’s one thing to keep saying I want to post more and a totally other thing to actually do it. I’m working on it. But not tonight. Tonight I’m studying. Actually, tonight I just finished studying and I’m going to bed. Going to work early tomorrow, leaving work early to take my final for data modeling.
To keep you busy (ish) until I’m back (which should be tomorrow, since I have most of a post written), you can visit Jess’s new blog tumblr! Go, see, laugh. She’s got a new link over there on the on the right, too. ——> Right there. Ish.
I almost fell off my chair from the cuteness
This is the cutest thing you’ll see all week (thanks to Dooce). Consider it a Valentine’s Day present.
Ideas wanted
This (from Catalog Living) is almost as hilarious as the llama picture.
A couple of weeks ago, John and I hung a shelf above the couch in the family room. Now I don’t know what to put on it. The studs aren’t spaced right, so we reinforced the bottom, but I still don’t think it’s sturdy enough to pack it full of books. We were going to hang a second one above the TV, but we’ll have the same weight distribution problem. So what do we do?
It looks a little ridiculous empty, but I’m afraid it’ll come crashing down if we put anything heavy on it.
I have only one thing to offer you, and not all of you will care
Hey, check it out. Harry Potter has a very nice jawline. He’s still paler than I am and his eyebrows could climb the Empire State building, but he’s growing up okay.
Going to bed now
I started a post today on my work laptop when I didn’t have internet access. To get it, I’d have to turn on my work laptop, wait the half-hour for it to boot, and then wait another five minutes for Word to open. Not worth it. It wasn’t that great anyway. Something about getting up early and being sleepy. It wasn’t done, but still. It can wait. But I really did get up early and I really am sleepy.
For the Doctor Who fans (who are up to date), here’s a neat timeline (from here via The Daily What). I’m being careful not to look at the very bottom. Still not caught up.
No time to chat
In between memorizing steps for how to solve different types and systems of equations and doing practice problems, I browsed my usual sites. Just a little. When I needed a break. Since I still have some stuff to do, I’m going to bombard you with links. Good ones, I promise.
From Catalog Living, this caption cracked me up.
From reddit, a letter from the Kentucky Commissioner of Education to a superintendent explaining why, yes, KY schools will continue to teach evolution as part of the biology curriculum. Go Kentucky!
From a Nathan Fillion tweet, don’t get my hopes up about Firefly, man. It’s not nice. But could it come back? Could it really?
Last, the funniest thing I read all day was from Corey’s blog. The 2nd Harry Potter movie has been renamed permanently.
Still studying, but it’s not enough
It’s a poem, but it might as well be a tongue-twister. Check out this link and then tell me how many words you can’t pronounce (or aren’t sure of). Five for me (all words I’ve only seen in print, never said out loud).
Then which way do we go? THAT WAY!
I don’t mean to turn this into a look-at-the-funny-pictures-on-the-internet kind of blog, but sometimes I can’t help myself. That’s been happening a lot. Besides, it still counts as inane. No false advertising here.
(From reddit, where I have been spending too much time.)
Sunny days
My moods are tied way too closely to the weather.* I woke up to a bright and sunny (and cold and windy, but who cares when you’re inside?) morning, was in no rush to get up, and had tea and pop tarts. (Mmm…pop tarts.) Then I found the funniest thread on reddit about mispronounced words, I’ve been laughing my ass off for about 20 minutes, and I can’t imagine why I wouldn’t start every day like this.
*This is not entirely true. There are plenty of rainy, snowy, or otherwise gloomy days when I am happy as a clam (usually because I’m snuggled up warm and dry with a book).
Born in the wrong country
Today we have a very special Christmas message from the Aviation Department on the HMS Ocean, using one of my favorite Christmas songs and a couple of Love Actually references.
Looks like the British Navy would have been more fun. (From The Daily What)
I’m still here
I will eventually get back to using words in my blog posts, but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen tonight. Have some comics instead.
I didn’t see that coming. Comic from here.
You’ve got to go to the page this came from to see the ideas he rejected. I like the first three.
Let’s all move to Scotland
A story (an article, but it’s a story) for Jess and Mom.
(Thank The Bloggess for it. She tweeted the link.)
Isn’t that always the way?
The Bloggess recently discovered Doctor Who. She pinned this…
…on her Pinterest page. It came from here and here, and since I’m not caught up (and I’m putting off being caught up because who wants to wait a year?), I’m not looking too closely at those.
But I’m SO happy she’s hooked. I’m a new convert, and I want to convert EVERYBODY ELSE. Because that’s how it works.
I always wanted to Impress a dragon
Anne McCaffrey died today. She was my first favorite author. (I think. Asimov came soon after.) My tattered copy of Dragonflight is the same copy I read for the first time when I was ten (ish), after Dad and Corey read it. So is my copy of The White Dragon. (I had to replace Dragonquest – it survived being dunked in a pool because of a lousy toss (NOT my own), but not falling into chunks on a school bus after a sudden stop.) I always wanted to meet her. My never-quite-planned trip to Ireland would have included a trip to County Wicklow, just to be where she was, where she imagined and wrote. She seemed so cool. She had horses and cats and all those worlds in her mind that are now in mine…well, damn. I might be tearing up. Reading the comment thread here (he’s how I found out) isn’t helping.