(he's such a ham... that's George zooooooming in btw.)
Wake up to a thick layer of ice covering my world... a little late as well... After scraping the hell out of the car it was morning drive time getting Geo to school and me to work... "work" such as it is... me and three others in a big empty building.
Note to self: getting caught doing the "walk like an Egyptian" chair dance thing with headphones is embarrassing when beefy mover dudes walk by.
WW.
We are diminished as a society when we let opinion push us away from one another.
It is a sign of our collective maturity and social grace that we can come together and
respect disparate opinions. Besides, there's enough shit going on without petty,
marginally informed judgments adding to the problem.
wearing
~ black ftls
~ beige p-z jeans
~ gray t hiding under a big comfy warm beige turtleneck (that is also a p-z product... colour me the poster boy)
planning
~ laughing my ass off as I write a S6 update at lunch...
~ more documentation for the project... er... I'm writing something called a "ITIL Capacity Management" methodology report for a canadian government department that is paying somebody buckets of cash for me to do it.
~ dinner at my parents house tonight (I think) - who are just back from Florida
~ go to some sort of presentation at Georges school after dinner... (put on by the students... so, of course, camera time. :D)
~ watch 8 Mile tonight... or bombs raining down on Iraq... which ever comes first.
wishing
~ an ongoing wish for the safety of friends and family members that have been put in harms way by the unfortunate events that are unfolding.
~ to send a big smile out to
~ to point out that this song is a fucking classic... just a classic, and, fortunately, it's a prophecy that didn't come true.
~ that S&B Day would hurry up and become a national... er... internationally observed day! (go you
Hey... I missed a couple of Birthdays... (big surprise... hehe)
Happy only slightly late Birthday to
Happy also a little-bit late Birthday to
Ok... Time for me to be all mr. busy...