January 2009
Six words that could have described last night’s cab ride:
Fortunately, the whiskey survived the crash.
best day ever
More in “Jeez, My Cat is Weird” news:
The market across the street has started carrying the only dry food Scout will eat: Meow Mix Seafood Medley.
No one in my neighborhood has stocked this for months. MONTHS.
I’ve tried feeding him healthier and way pricier dry food that he doesn’t eat even when it’s mashed up with his wet food, and other brands that have some...
“Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new....”
– President Obama
What happened today
In chronological order.
1. My cat turned even weirder than usual. He now sits in front of the closed bathroom door and whines until I open the door to let him in. Then he goes straight for the toilet, to drink out of it. He looks incredibly silly with his big ol’ cat butt sticking way up in the air as he paws away — yes, paws, he scoops up the water with a paw and then slurps on that...
Cows can't detect earthquakes
Swedish bovine earth-moving experiment ends in disappointment
Swedish scientists have disappointingly discovered that cows do not have “an innate ability to detect natural disasters”, thereby thwarting any possibility of deploying bovine imminent earthquake detectors in seismic hotspots.
Full article from The Register here.
There is nothing I don’t love about this, from the...
“Snow Days” - Trip Shakespeare
BBC NEWS | Health | Tetris 'helps to reduce... →
This almost makes me want to experience a (minor) trauma, just so I can say, “It was the Tetris what cured me.”
Seriously, people, I don’t have an addiction. It’s medicinal Tetris.
Clips: The NFL's Yellow Line Explained →
Dear Mom:
In other words, this is exactly how they move the yellow line after each play.
xoxo, Michelle
I'll take "Inappropriate Father-Daughter...
Dad: So what did you do last night?
Me: A friend of mine landed a DJ gig at a restaurant-slash-bar near me, so I hung out there.
Dad: I don't know what that means.
Me: Um...she played music? For people. At the restaurant.
Dad: Ohhhh...DEE Jay. I thought you said BEE Jay.
Me: Ah, ha! No. That's...not what the gig was about.
Dad: [pause] I don't follow. Does BJ stand for something?
(alternate title = Things I Never Thought I'd be Explaining to my Father, and I'd Rather Not Think Anymore About the Implications, Thanks.)
