I wish I could take a snow day
I must be compulsive about posting right now. This is my third post today, though I did sleep for almost 5 hours and watched the entire epic of Wayne's World between now and my last post. I don't think I am posting out of actually having something vital to say, nor out of any feelings of obligation to anyone who might be reading this (which by now might include the one person so far that has received an email from me since I added this blog address to my email signature). And it's not like I shouldn't be doing something more important right now, like sleeping, or going to pick up a cooking pan from Laurie while she is at work, especially when I am not sure if she is expecting me to pick it up right away or not. I am going to have some cereal before I leave, at any rate. Or maybe not, maybe I'll just go and get the pan after this and maybe pick up that application from Video Hits so I can fill it out and turn it in later today before I leave for work and suffer the horror of the roads. I am really lamenting the fact that I am working more days now. I really need to get a job in town that pays well enough for me to pay my bills. Will that be in the wonderful video halls of VHP?
So Kiva the wonder cat is sleeping on my bed. It took her all of about a minute after I opened my door from sleeping for her to scamper in here and make herself comfortable. I after wonder why she finds it so good to sleep here, not that it is her exclusive domain when she has a choice of the house. But she is rather fond of my bed. Of course, since I sleep better on this bed than I do on just about any at home (and this weekend I tried my dad's and my mom's for a little while, so I know), I am rather fond of it, too. Have I mentioned how I don't want to go to work tonight?
Oh, before I go, I wanted to say that, even over a decade later and despite the fact that I don't watch the two movies that often, it is pretty amazing how many lines from Wayne's World and its sequel are memorable and great, and how many I still to some degree use regularly in conversations. But then again, if e'er there were a movie star who came from Saturday Night Live who captured my attention and after whom I somewhat modeled myself (a scary thought) it would be Mike Myers. I'm a pretty big fan, yeah.
The mailman just announced the arrival of mail.
Here's the mail. It never fails. It makes me wanna wag my tail. When it comes I wanna wail: Mail!
I miss Steve on Blue's Clues. It just isn't the same with Joe. Or with Blue having the ability to speak.
I have been back from Japan for 4 months and I still have gifts to give to people (some of them are on the shelf in front of me). And I realize there are about half a dozen people that I have not written emails to since shortly after returning. Somehow I found time on the trip to write billion page emails, and now that I am back, I would rather write in my blog than to them. Well, that's not true, but here I am nonetheless. I need to get out of here. With any luck I won't slide too much.
No witty ending this time. I just can't think of anything. Blame it on the snow.
So Kiva the wonder cat is sleeping on my bed. It took her all of about a minute after I opened my door from sleeping for her to scamper in here and make herself comfortable. I after wonder why she finds it so good to sleep here, not that it is her exclusive domain when she has a choice of the house. But she is rather fond of my bed. Of course, since I sleep better on this bed than I do on just about any at home (and this weekend I tried my dad's and my mom's for a little while, so I know), I am rather fond of it, too. Have I mentioned how I don't want to go to work tonight?
Oh, before I go, I wanted to say that, even over a decade later and despite the fact that I don't watch the two movies that often, it is pretty amazing how many lines from Wayne's World and its sequel are memorable and great, and how many I still to some degree use regularly in conversations. But then again, if e'er there were a movie star who came from Saturday Night Live who captured my attention and after whom I somewhat modeled myself (a scary thought) it would be Mike Myers. I'm a pretty big fan, yeah.
The mailman just announced the arrival of mail.
Here's the mail. It never fails. It makes me wanna wag my tail. When it comes I wanna wail: Mail!
I miss Steve on Blue's Clues. It just isn't the same with Joe. Or with Blue having the ability to speak.
I have been back from Japan for 4 months and I still have gifts to give to people (some of them are on the shelf in front of me). And I realize there are about half a dozen people that I have not written emails to since shortly after returning. Somehow I found time on the trip to write billion page emails, and now that I am back, I would rather write in my blog than to them. Well, that's not true, but here I am nonetheless. I need to get out of here. With any luck I won't slide too much.
No witty ending this time. I just can't think of anything. Blame it on the snow.
posted by Bob. @ 13:15
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