Affording the Rock N Roll Lifestyle

Inappropriate Baby Wear

Countdown

T-minus 3.5 hours till departure (from T-ville). Inappropriate baby clothes must be delivered!

I believe in Jack Bauer

Watching season 3 of 24: episodes 5-8 tonight. I should have been packing, but 24! HS1 looks like the head prisoner during the prison riot, except HS1 is a little less scary and way less sweaty on a daily basis-or at least he was tonight.

Adventures in Librarianship

Student: Where’s that book?
Me: What book?
Student: That book that has all the subjects and tells you where it’s published?
Me: For journals, magazines or for books?
Student: Magazines.
Me: Well, it isn’t a book anymore. It’s online. You would use Galileo.
Student: No. It’s a book.
Me: You mean a set of books right?
Student: No just one book.
Me: Still, we don’t have that book anymore. You’d have to use the computer.
Student: I don’t think you understand.
Me: What are you looking for?
Student: The book that you can look up a subject and it will tell you where the information is published.
Me: For books or magazines?
Student: Magazines.
Me: It’s online.
Student: Hrmph.

And a cat got stuck in the coke machine today. It’s fine. The Coca-Cola Company came and let the cat out.

Discussing who is on the grid and who is off caused me to think of Stultzie. I googled him and found his wedding engagement (which I had heard a rumor of) and below him on the page is none other than Greg Peterson. I first met Mr. Peterson in fencing class freshman year. Over the next four years we kept bumping into each other, whether in Wescoe or at house parties. I ended up playing the bass for Mr. Peterson in his band, or rather the band he was in. And now, look he’s getting married to the girl he’s dated FOREVER! Well Mr. Peterson, congratulations.

Stuff

1. Crap, it’s true. It’s on a t-shirt.

2. Ah Kansas.

3. Hats and new Onesies will be posted soon.

4. These guys seem to be important.

5. Still looking forward to the Dukes.

6. Making progress at work. It’s awesome.

I hate it when we “cheat.” If the system even has a remote chance of working we have to follow the rules. Now, if the rules are unethical that’s another thing, but in the realm of sports, I’m pretty sure we are probably safe.

Oh! You’re a Dyke.

Whatever happened to being able to turn down creepy across the street neighbor without having to pull the gay card? He really wouldn’t take no for an answer till I pulled it. And the reaction, well really. That’s just rude.

If Only This Came in Baby Size

Long Live the One Entrance Target

My first Target experience was in Idaho many many years ago. I was probably about 13 or so. It was a one entrance Target. Then came Uper Target in Lawrence. This is a dual entrance Target. The Target in Durham was also a dual entrance. However the Target in Bradsfordville is a one entrance Target. Today, part of opening weekend, I visited the one entrance Target. I got a new printer. I got some baby hats. I got some iron-on paper. That’s right kids–make your own snarky baby hat! Because they are gifts for Ms. Ho-ho I will not post them. If you want to see them, email me (or wait till next weekend) and I’ll send you some photos. Oh, by the way, this Bear was on a side road kind of close to Target. I thought it was just random enough to be fitting for Florgia.