Archive for March, 2003

I’m trying…

Tuesday, March 18th, 2003

I’m trying very hard not to blog about the war, but defacing one of your country’s most famous landmarks to protest - isn’t that cutting off your nose to spite your face?

Damn cute thing

Tuesday, March 18th, 2003

“Honey, could you come here please? I think I need help. I went to the porch to take out the trash and one of the bags was chewed on - when I poked at it, something rustled in there. Whatever it is, it’s still in the bag!” … said in best “Somebody’s [...]

Alert the media!

Tuesday, March 18th, 2003

Someone call Richard Gere! We do not have a mouse. We have a… giant gerbil.
More later.

What’s the world coming to?

Saturday, March 15th, 2003

I don’t know what’s going on. I just watched a Cops where a guy got caught with a big old roach in his ashtray, plus a little scale, and the officer just wrote him a ticket. Didn’t humiliate him or anything. WTF?

I got something you can bite, PETA

Saturday, March 15th, 2003

Ahoy, fellow bloggers! Yourish.com has designated today International Eat an Animal for PETA Day. PETA’s new ad campaign makes a direct correlation between the Jewish holocaust and eating meat, featuring side by side pictures of inmates at Buchenwald and chickens in cages. Stunning. Just as Elie Wiesel was stunned and unhappy [...]

Decision

Saturday, March 15th, 2003

Yesterday I decided that in order to keep peace in the house, we shouldn’t talk about politics anymore.

Yum

Saturday, March 15th, 2003

Tonight we went to eat at Taqueria Arandas. I had the carne asada plate, which is a thin slice of marinated skirt steak, grilled and served over avocados and tomatoes, with fried cactus (nopalitos) and sauteed green onion on top, all with a liberal side helping of Spanish rice and refried beans. I [...]

Donnie Darko

Thursday, March 13th, 2003

Will someone please sit down and explain Donnie Darko to me, preferably in words of two syllables or less?

Tangible dreams

Thursday, March 13th, 2003

Sleep deprivation sounds like a joke. Sometimes it turns into a dick-size contest, especially around new parents: “I only got 5 hours of sleep last night.” “Yeah, I know what you mean, I only got 4.” Like it’s a point of pride that you’re up and functioning after being deprived of sleep.
It [...]

Utterly irresponsible

Monday, March 10th, 2003

This makes me so upset. I mean like so mad I cry. How on earth could someone be so irresponsible and selfish that they feel they need to undergo fertility treatments at the age of 58? Holy shit, lady, your kids are going to want you to be around for their high [...]