The Art of Being

1.25 years later

2008-07-24T14:30:00.002-04:00

Wow... it has been a while. I pretty much forgot about this blog until today when a random person commented on my Nip Chee post. So much has happened since the last entry... If you had told me in April 2007 that I would be married and have a baby by July 2008, I would have believed only one of those things.

Bagel Casualty

2007-04-11T17:47:00.000-04:00

This morning I went to get a bagel, I hadn't had one in quite a while. As I pulled in I noticed that two bagels did not make it to breakfast.

In other news, Elmo was removed from the roof sometime yesterday.

Catch the Wind - Update

2007-03-21T19:58:00.000-04:00

I get more random visitors from my post on "Catch the Wind" so I thought I would add an update. About a week ago I started hearing the faster (Dylanish) version of the song on a GE commercial for wind power or some such. Other Donovan songs spotted in the past few months:

"Happiness Runs" on a Cheerios commercial.
"Hurdy Gurdy Man" on a commercial for the movie "The Zodiac" which was actually kind of upsetting to me in a weird way. I don't like that song associated with murder!

Still there

2007-03-20T15:49:00.000-04:00

Monday morning, I was driving into work and was stopped behind a school bus. I suddenly realized I was near the Elmo house. Not only was I near the house, Elmo's probable owner was boarding the bus. I looked up on the roof and Elmo was still there. Elmo was still there this afternoon. Elmo might be there a while.

Yesterday was just craptastic...

It was the Monday after break.
I had a phone message from a student who had been hospitalized, pneumonia, out of breath, etc etc. It was over two minutes long. And completely unnecessary; if you are in the hospital, catch up on the work later!
I missed a dress I wanted off Ebay.
I forgot my check when I went to the bank and had to drive back to work and get it.
The Taco Bell in Mooresville is the only one that consistently understands "bean burrito no onions" and I wish I had gone to that location.
I came home to take a nice bath to recover and there was a shortage of hot water.

All in all no one item was too terrible but add them together and it is just so irritating.

Random Observation #358

2007-03-10T13:05:00.000-05:00

I was driving through an old residential area on my way to work yesterday. You know the type of area... old houses, train tracks, feed store. As I was driving past one of the houses near the Feed Bucket I saw a kid's Elmo doll laying on the roof. I wonder if it will still be there a week from now when I go back to work.

Clingy

2006-09-19T20:06:00.000-04:00

I'm feeling very clingy today. And have been for a while I think. Dean said that his one-year old was being clingy as well, so I am not alone. Except that I am. Being in a clingy mood by yourself is extremely frustrating. If I were a one-year old I would probably scream and cry. But since I'm not, I won't.

Walk Away

2006-09-18T21:25:00.000-04:00

Walk Away - Franz Ferdinand

I swapped my innocence for pride
Crushed the end within my stride
Said 'I'm strong now I know that I'm a leaver"
I love the sound of you walking away
Mascara bleeds a blackened tear
And I am cold
Yes I'm cold
But not as cold as you are
I love the sound of you walking away

Why don't you walk away?
No buildings will fall down
Why don't you walk away?
No quake will split the ground
Why don't you walk away?
The sun won't swallow the sky
Why don't you walk away?
Statues will not cry

I cannot turn to see those eyes
As apologies may rise
I must be strong and stay an unbeliever
And love the sound of you walking away
Mascara bleeds into my eye
I'm not cold
I am old
At least as old as you are
As you walk away

And as you walk away
My headstone crumbles down
As you walk away
The Hollywood wind's a howl
As you walk away
The Kremlin's falling
As you walk away
Radio 4 is static
As you walk away

The stab of stiletto
On a silent night
Stalin smiles
Hitler laughs
Churchill claps
Mao Tse-Tung
On the back

God's H2

2006-08-30T16:26:00.000-04:00

Today at the Wachovia, I saw a Hummer H2 with a cross hanging from the rearview mirror. Speaks for itself.

Speaking of Wachovia, I cannot begin to describe how happy I am that I no longer work there. Yes I know it has been three years since I left, that tells you how happy I am, doesn't it? I didn't realize how much I hated working for a corporation until after I left. I guess it was a defense mechanism. But it was just stupid and awful. Everytime I hear one of my friends talk about corporate world I shudder and count my blessings. It is a soul-crushing, mind-numbing cesspool of irritation and stupidity. Not that working for the state is a bowl of peaches but I feel like I am serving some purpose beyond... beyond... I can't even articulate what the purpose of my former position was.

I just wanted to add that rant, because in a search for Wachovia on blogger, the only results I found were from people who don't understand ATM fees or check holds.

The end of summer

2006-07-26T20:50:00.000-04:00

You know summer is almost over when people start planting pumpkins. Well, there are plenty of other ways to know that, but it's still a clear signal. The above pumpkin was planted a few weeks ago. There may or may not be pumpkin updates available in the future.

Almost finished...

2006-07-21T00:34:00.000-04:00

We are almost finished re-doing the floor in the office... it looks a thousand times better.

Summer is almost finished as well. Only 11 more days before I have to go back in to work.

Given the two previous items, I must drink this weekend.

Power Outage

2006-07-16T10:30:00.000-04:00

30 minutes after I got back from the beach, JT came over and the power went out. We went to eat, came back, power still out. It was kind of nice in a way.

I'm thinking about taking the ol' blog down. It's been up for a year and I've just used it to comment on very random things that aren't important enough to actually tell anyone. My real stories don't make it here, those are saved for actual conversation. This was just a fun exercise in writing about the little random things, but maybe it is too little and too random!

Gallery, National

2006-07-12T00:06:00.000-04:00

I am reviewing the pictures that I took during my recent visit to Washington D.C. and they are all CRAP. I am horrible at taking pictures. But I can cheat off the web and show you some things that I saw at the National Gallery of Art.

I saw this Van Gogh

And this Monet

And this Davinci had a front

and a back

Those are much better than my sad blurry "pictures" of fireworks...

Live free or die

2006-06-01T17:12:00.000-04:00

Today is my first day of summer freedom. For a hint as to my elaborate plans, I bought a sudoku puzzle book today.

I'm not dead

2006-05-22T19:22:00.000-04:00

I wish I could gossip and slander on this thing. Not a good idea.

Nip Chee Chee

2006-03-28T10:25:00.000-05:00

Lance crackers has changed the formula of the Nip Chee cracker. The cracker is no longer cheddary in taste, it actually tastes almost like a Captain's Wafer. That is not acceptable!! This is not the Nip Chee taste that I want! I may write an email...

Not broken

2006-03-27T15:34:00.000-05:00

I'm back from Spring Break today. Me no like.

Shoe

2006-03-13T17:42:00.000-05:00

Today as I was driving home on I77, I saw a pair of black shoes fly out of a car and bounce across the road.

Adult ADD

2006-03-03T10:55:00.000-05:00

It has been a while since I have had to "perform" in any kind of challenging way. I would honestly say... since grad school. That was the last time I really felt a need to learn materials and complete a project or paper to the best of my abilities. Since then I have really slacked off. I mean, there have been a few times here and there... a job interview... a classroom observation. But not a consistent need to focus and learn.

I am at the point in my dance lessons where I really need to focus on technique. Not patterns... that's easy. Technique is ridiculously difficult. And it requires focus, which is something I have, but have trouble achieving. Once I am in "focus mode" I am fine... it is getting into that mode that is difficult. I realize now that has always been challenging, even at work. I have trouble settling in to grade papers or work on an activity, but once I am in the zone, I can go for hours. Maybe other people don't need to be in that deep state of focus to accomplish their work, so it is easier for them to get into it. Or maybe there isn't even any "getting into it" for them.

Anyway.. it's not so much "ADD" as it is... hmm not sure what to call it. I'm sure there is a name for it out there. I need to name my dysfunction!

Teef

2006-02-23T15:34:00.000-05:00

I had my top wisdom teeth out last week. It still hurts a little, and I can't fully extend my jaw. I have been trying small amounts of "real food" lately, because mushy stuff just isn't as filling for some reason. Maybe because the stomach isn't working as hard? Anyway, the good part is that I have really savored the few things that I have eaten. There is a lesson in there somewhere, which is why I "wrote this down."

Tap Class

2006-01-17T11:53:00.000-05:00

Yeah so it's been some time since I posted.... I almost forgot this thing was out here. So many things have happened... weddings, births, rearrangement of furniture... but I've been wanting to write about... Tap Class.

So I’m taking a tap class. Tap as in dance. I did a little of it last year, and I really enjoyed it. No need for a partner, just the right shoes and off you go. I saw that CP was offering a tap class this semester in Continuing Education, and at a time that I could actually attend.

The first class was on a Monday. I got there about 10 minutes early, just to be safe. I didn’t want to be late in a dance class, it creates a different kind of panic. I walk down the hallway to the classroom and see one girl sitting out in the hallway. She appears to be about 22 or so, and judging by her clothing this is not her first dance class. I talk to her for a little bit, and this is her first time attending this class. Another lady walks up, this one in her 50s. This is also her first time at this particular class. 5:30 comes and goes. Traffic was really bad, I would have been late if I hadn’t left so obsessively early. A fourth new person wanders up. Now comes the students who have taken the class several times. They are all women in their 50s and 60s. There are a couple who might be 40 at the youngest. My anxiety subsides. I am here for fun and exercise, and to push myself to learn new things. I didn’t expect to be even close to the best, but I was very afraid I would be the worst. Another instructor arrives to open the studio for us. The veterans assure us that they don’t usually get started until 5:45, and we all wander into the studio.

The instructor finally arrives, and spends about five minutes discussing the condition of the floor with the other instructor. Everyone is putting on their tap shoes, and I am glad that I own a pair. There are about 14 students in the class now. The instructor gets out the roster and establishes the new people then realizes he is missing one of his tap shoes. He tells one of the ladies to get us started on the drill while he fetches his shoe from the car, but apparently no one remembers it. No introduction, no “this is what we do here” just LET’S GO! Bit by bit through the hour I realize that the instructor has taught this class for about 12 years, and a few of the participants have been enrolled since day one. The further in the back you stand, the longer you have been in the class. The woman standing behind me comments that it took her 4 years to get back to the second row. The degree of concentration and effort drastically decreases from front to back. Of course the new folks are trying to get everything, concentrating on every step and practicing between takes. The ladies in the very back do whatever they feel like, whenever they feel like it.

I’m not sure what to make of the class just yet. Right now I have the feeling that I walked into the living room of a complete stranger, and all the folks sitting there looked to acknowledge my presence, then returned to chatting. No pomp and circumstance welcome, no direction as to where the cheese dip is, yet no hostility or condescension. I’m sure there is a lesson to be learned somewhere.

So far I have learned that I need new tap shoes. Mine are entirely too inflexible, and I can’t do some of the ridiculously advanced things we are doing.

Thinking

2005-11-17T19:15:00.000-05:00

I wonder if we will ever discover a way to teach people to read and follow directions.

She said She said

2005-11-01T19:50:00.000-05:00

This past month has been a little strange. Nothing external... just internal. I am so busy with work it's not even funny. So busy I haven't even had time to think. On the other hand, I've been dealing with other situations that have forced me to think, really *think* about my identity. Sometimes I feel like I am making it up as I go along.

This past weekend I was in Boone with a friend of mine who had not visited the town in several years. I have visited once or twice a year, but this time it felt different. Maybe because I was with my friend. Maybe because of all this identity junk I've been thinking about. Maybe because, lately, reality has been more real than ever. Anyway, we were driving down 321, towards Blowing Rock, approaching the intersection at 105. I suddenly had a very weird sensation pass over me, through me, whatever. It was the same sensation that I get when I think about someone, then suddenly realize that person is dead. It's not the sadness that you feel about death, it's that creepy feeling that washes over you when you realize that you forgot that the person no longer exists. It was that same weird feeling, except this time it was about myself. For a short moment, I remembered who I used to be. As I looked at the familiar but forgotten sights, I felt the perception of my 20 year old self. Then I got the woozy feeling... she's dead. I was dead, and I forgot all about it.

Meth: A Sacramental Drug?

2005-10-07T17:36:00.000-04:00

Does anyone remember the story of Ashley Smith, the young lady who was taken hostage by the prisoner in Georgia a few months back? She apparently had experienced a rough life... husband killed, drug addiction, daughter not living with her... and she was able to talk her attacker into letting her go. She shared her religious experiences and read to him from "The Purpose-Driven Life". Apparently, she shared more than her personal testimony, she also shared her stash of crystal meth. I suppose now we'll now hear everyone praising the power of Hillbilly Heroin.

I can't decide if this is hilarious, horrible, or somewhere in between. I'm certainly not judging the lady, she did what she had to do!! If someone kidnapped me, I would jump on the internet and get the recipe to mix up a new batch if needed! I just think this news will come as a shock to people who held her up as an example of "this is how you handle people" ... and what is sad to me is that Those People will be so disappointed. But that's what happens when you use mere mortals as your "examples" in life.

The story on CNN.com

More Lyrics

2005-10-06T21:38:00.000-04:00

I seem to be on a lyrics binge lately... Today I was driving home in the crappy rain, and I heard a song on the radio that seemed familiar. About a minute into it, I realized that I had heard the song at the camp I went to this past June. Our coordinator would use songs during devotional time, and one night he played "Fix You" by Coldplay. The song didn't make too much of an impression on me at the time, so I have no idea why I was able to make that connection today. But this afternoon, the words had so much more meaning. I don't know if I have ever had such a lag time on understanding something.

Tomorrow I have to do something that scares me a little bit, but I also think it could be exciting. It will be difficult, but I know it will be positive. I can't help but wonder if there is a reason why I heard that song today, and connected it to that time at camp. I am so ready to give up on "things happening for a reason" but I'm also so dysfunctionally stubborn, I think I have to give it another chance.

- - - - - - - - - -

"Fix You"

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
If you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Catch the wind...

2005-09-30T00:14:00.000-04:00

In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty
I want to be
In the warm hold of your lovin' mind.

To feel you all around me
And to take your hand
Along the sand,
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

When sundown pales the sky
I want to hide a while
Behind your smile,
And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find.

For me to love you now
Would be the sweetest thing,
'T would make me sing,
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

When rain has hung the leaves with tears,
I want you near to kill my fears
To help me to leave all my blues behind.

For standing in your heart
Is where I want to be
And I long to be
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind...

And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find

2005-09-28T23:35:00.000-04:00

My favorite Bob Dylan song, "Catch the Wind" is now on a Volvo commercial. That song has the power to make me cry. But not the Dylan version, the Donovan version. The Donovan version of "Catch the Wind" makes me cry. But that's not saying much. [EDIT: Ok, so it was never Dylan. My bad.]

Today I faced my mortality in the form of Open Enrollment. I opted for no Disability Insurance. I looked directly into the face of potential accidents between November 2005 and October 2006 and said "SCREW YOU!!" I am officially on emotion overload.

Have you ever seen footage of Bob Dylan from the early 60's?? He's actually very articulate and attractive. I wonder if people will say that about me one day?? "She was once actually very articulate and attractive." I guess it's already too late to start gathering footage.

I'm not kidding

2005-09-24T17:44:00.000-04:00

I recently brought my videos of high school, college, and grad school graduations from my parents house. Last weekend I was showing some of what I thought were the more amusing parts of my high school video to my friend, who was much less amused than I was for some reason. I can't imagine why...

So now, the first five minutes of the high school tape is now a recording of MSNBC. More specifically, it is footage of Hurricane Rita and how it looks on the radar. It's not a great loss, since most of that was footage of driving into the school parking lot. I had left the VCR remote on the sofa, and Abbey took it upon herself to press the record button. Yes, Abbey the dog. She cannot be trusted.

Just walk away...

2005-09-24T14:59:00.000-04:00

Don't you hate it when you try your best to do the right thing when you have a problem with another person... and you plan and think and plan some more... and the other person doesn't really seem to care but you become very obsessed with doing what you think is right, even though they have done so much wrong... and you were really hoping the other person would respond with kindness and compassion, but instead you get controlled indifference.... then you slowly begin to go off track, despite all your careful planning... and then you totally jump the track when you realize that the whole issue is of absolutely zero importance to the other person and you might just be crazy for believing it is important... and then the other person walks out the door, confirming the zero importance...

But the good news is, once the other person walks away, you can do the same, with no sense of guilt or obligation.

Pups

2005-09-06T19:48:00.000-04:00

I realize that human lives have been claimed in the Katrina tragedy, but the thought that some people had to leave their animals behind or have them euthanized is very upsetting to me.

My American Idol

2005-08-26T22:06:00.000-04:00

I focus on music, not lyrics. I'm one of those people that will really like a song but have no idea what the words are. I like Beck and Radiohead and Cake, and I don't think you can enjoy those artists if you are lyrics-oriented. Lyrics are just syllables that allow for vocals. When I have noticed lyrics, they are usually all metaphorical and existential and stuff. Until now. Driving home from work a couple of weeks ago, I realized that I completely identified with the words I was hearing on the radio. It was Kelly Clarkson. I am not sure what to make of this. I am so ashamed and confused. Don't hate me.

Back to School

2005-08-15T13:12:00.000-04:00

Today is the first day of class! Life is suddenly much more interesting than it was yesterday. I like having a job that is semeter-driven. Every six months, you get to change a little. Almost like getting a new job every semester. It is not the wide open never-ending stream of crap that I experienced at my previous jobs. A river that has become polluted. Sewage. No, this job is like a nice clean toilet that eventually becomes dirty, and just when you can't take anymore, you get to flush it all down and have a fresh bowl.

Chik-Fil-A Revelation

2005-08-09T18:29:00.000-04:00

When I was at camp this summer, one of the kids told me something that changed my life forever. A girl in our group had purchased a kid's meal, and was still feeling hungry. She pondered out loud the idea of getting some ice cream. Another kid in the group said the following:

"If you get a kid's meal, you can exchange the toy for an ice cream cone."

We both looked at him in disbelief. "Really!?!?!" The girl jumped up with her toy and went to the counter. Sure enough, she came back with a kid size ice cream cone. Isn't that awesome?

You're welcome :)

I have a cunning plan...

2005-08-04T21:30:00.000-04:00

Today I received the best birthday present of 2005. I had the "I.O.U." but today it arrived on my doorstep fresh from amazon.com. It is the Black Adder Complete Collector's Set of DVDs. Hours upon hours of what I consider to be the funniest show ever on television. EVER!!! Some of the verbal exchanges are so funny, but don't translate well so I leave you with some of my favorite one-liners from the series... which all begin with the same word... "Baldrick.."

"Have you no idea what irony is?"
"Yeah, it's like goldy and bronzy, only it's made of iron."

"Eternity in the company of Beezlebub and all his hellish instruments of death will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me -- and this pencil."

"That is by far and away, and without a shadow of doubt, the worst and most contemptible plan in the history of the universe."

... and last but not least...

"You wouldn't see a subtle plan if it painted itself purple and danced naked on top of a harpsichord singing 'Subtle Plans Are Here Again'."

The only thing that could make this more enjoyable would be if I had someone to sit down and watch with me. I can't wait to watch some of them with my brothers, hopefully. If anyone else wants to join me in watching them... HOLLA!!!

PS - THANK YOU KEVIN!

Off Target

2005-07-28T22:16:00.000-04:00

I just saw a Back to School ad for Target... set to the tune of "Baby Got Back"... the lyrics were changed to "Baby I'm Back". However the whip sound effects are still included. There is something very wrong about that, but I can't decide what it is.

Dusty Dog

2005-07-26T21:17:00.000-04:00

Our family dog passed away earlier today. We got him when I was 16, and it may sound silly but he was there for me during some hard times. But he was also around for some very happy times. Animals are so special... they are so completely innocent, they are so completely loyal. They don't make smart remarks or hurt your feelings. They don't blow you off after promising to spend time with you. They never change their minds about their love for you. The only time they hurt you is when they leave. But time marches on... all things must pass.

My New Motto

2005-07-23T15:21:00.000-04:00

I have a new motto. It was actually provided by my dance instructor during a lesson. He told me I was not taking big enough steps, or making big enough arm movements. I told him I just instinctively did not like being big. So he came up with a phrase for me to think about. The first half of it is a stream of expletives cursing the general population. The second part goes "I'm living big, and I'm dancing big, and if anyone doesn't like it..." followed by more expletives. Words to live by.

Awesome friends

2005-07-20T16:43:00.000-04:00

I have some awesome friends. I was having a crap-tastic day and I dragged myself out to the mailbox... and... I had a package!!! I got birthday bling!!!! YAY!!!! Thank you thank you thank you!!

Let the Mystery Be

2005-07-17T13:34:00.000-04:00

A few days ago, I posted the lyrics to an Indigo Girls song "The Wood Song" but then deleted it b/c it seemed weird and wordy. But today I went to a random church, randomly, and the minister referenced lyrics to another song that was similar... so now I am going back and thinking about both of these songs... and want to post portions of them just as a reminder to myself...

from The Wood Song

No way construction of this tricky plan
Was built by other than a greater hand
With a love that passes all our understanding
Watching closely over the journey
But what it takes to cross the great divide
Seems more than all the courage I can muster up inside
But we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
The prize is always worth the rocky ride

The wood is tired and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go

Sometimes I ask to sneak a closer look
Skip to the final chapter of the book
And maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
To get us where we are this far
But the question drowns in its futility
And even I have got to laugh at me
Cause no one gets to miss the storm of what will be
Just holding on for the ride

The song that was referenced at church was "Let the Mystery Be" by Iris Dement (also recorded by 10,000 Maniacs)

Everybody's wonderin' what and where they all came from.
Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go when the whole thing's done.
But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me.
I think I'll just let the mystery be.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

2005-07-16T21:54:00.000-04:00

I purchased the sixth Harry Potter book at Barnes and Noble around 1:15 am. I have just spent my entire day reading it. And that's all I have to say about that... don't want to ruin it for anyone. Wouldn't it be fun to live in a Harry Potter book? Except for all the death and destruction.

Is it wrong to delete posts?

2005-07-14T01:16:00.000-04:00

Because I did. It seemed relevant at the time, but then I got annoyed and it had to go.

I had an odd experience with a rainbow earlier today (yesterday?) It was raining like crazy and I took an exit... the sun was shining behind me and there was a rainbow in front of me. Yay, great, rainbow, whatever. But then it looked like the end of the rainbow was on a truck driving ahead of me, then it was gone. I think I drove through it. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!?!? Is that a sign? Is it good or bad?

Testing... 1 2

2005-07-09T19:30:00.000-04:00

This is a completely random picture from my week at camp that my brother sent to me. I am posting it to see how I can add pictures to this thing. We are pirates, in case you are wondering about the postures.

Mad Hot Ballroom

2005-07-08T11:38:00.000-04:00

I went to see this movie last night and it was SO STINKIN' CUTE!!!! It is a documentary about a ballroom dance competition that takes place among some of the NYC public schools. I have been learning ballroom dancing, so that helped me to enjoy the parts when the kids were working on their dances, but you would not have to know anything about dancing to like this movie. The kids are so hilarious... some of them just have such odd personalities. I was laughing so hard at their comments and reactions. It was so neat to see the kids get excited for their teammates while they were dancing, you would think they were watching a basketball game by their energy levels!

The movie was playing only at the independent movie houses, which made it difficult to find, and has probably finished its run in most places - Thursday was the last night in Charlotte, at the Manor. But I am sure it will be available for rental soon, so look for it! I would love to watch it again myself.

Today is the day

2005-07-07T12:54:00.000-04:00

Today is the day the blog begins. I seem to always want to start these projects when I am somewhat depressed due to events in my life. I am currently on Day Six of a full-blown, bed-wallowing, food-refusing depression. I'm glad I don't work during the summer, so I am able to fully immerse myself in the experience. But because I'm not working now, I can pretty much guarantee that there will be nothing of major interest to read here for at least a month. Despite the bleak nature of this entry, I plan on keeping the topics light and pointless. I can share funny stories and rail about the things that irritate me.

I think I will shower now.