Not 5 minutes after I told Varin there was no sign of him, the lizard leapt out majestically from behind the television and landed with a royal plop on the DVD for The King and I – a reptilian Yul Brynner. This time I got smart and grabbed a jar to nab him in. I set him in the grass to do his best rendition of “It’s Not Easy Being Green.”
Here’s some puppy porn for your viewing pleasure.
One minute after taking this picture, the damned thing ran across the floor and up my chair, where it is currently lurking among the recliner parts.
My helpful husband said, “It’s gonna crawl in your butt.”
Last week I found out that my usually very dependable for-pay email forwarding address wasn’t delivering any of the emails that my daughter’s teacher was sending me. She mentioned a newsletter at our parent teacher conference, and I was all, “Whaaaaa? Newsletter?”
Then earlier tonight I realized that none of the email to my college address was actually being kept on the server. So I tried changing the forward, which activated a black hole swirling vortex of doom which sucked who knows how many emails down with it. None of my test messages went through for a good hour, anyway.
Oh, and here’s an O’Henry moment: Yesterday, as we were setting up for the class presentation, my cell phone rang with its insanely loud Wii Sports theme and I freaked out, thinking my professor was going to walk into the room any moment and hear my phone ringing and find it unprofessional. I hit the “Ignore” button as quick as I could and switched off the ringer.
Turned out it was my professor calling to say she was running late to class.
Bonus geek points for my classmate who recognized the theme, though.
This was the same prof that I had the nightmare about last spring. The one where I forgot to wear my shoes to class and she was horrified. I told her about it a couple of weeks ago and she laughed and laughed. Man, that was a horrible dream. I was seriously traumatized.
I finished my presentation for school yesterday, which I had been waiting on before upgrading to Leopard. Got out the disk earlier today, popped it in the ol’ Macbook Pro, and… *whir* *whir* *whir?* *whir.*
Damn thing won’t spin up.
Tried it in the 17″ Powerbook. Worked fine.
I was having problems with this drive the other day on a home-burned disk but thought it was because it was a home-burned disk. Apparently not. Now I gotta go to the maul and deal with the Genius Bar tomorrow. So much for my 4 days of nothing to do. Feh. At least I’ve got Applecare.
Go check out today’s Xkcd. Yeah, I do that too.
Hubby is not impressed. He claims he doesn’t need his hands to do this.
Tito looks a little alarming when he sleeps sometimes.
Halloween is here, and in the air is a strong scent of bacon.
WTF? Why does the street smell like bacon? It’s been bacon-smelling since we took the kids trick or treating an hour and a half ago. Now the smell is so strong, it smells like bacon in the house.
Not that I’m complaining.
But… bacon? Huh?
Some Halloween goodness. Our little devil and Spiderella, and the severed ladyfinger cookies I made for my classmates (yes, I’m baking cookies for my college colleagues… Hub keeps calling me a little old lady.
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The pair on the box of Mastermind?
(Okay, maybe not as compelling as the search for the Afghan girl on the cover of National Geographic, but still fun.)