August 11th, 2002



As I sit here... there comes the odd popping sound from our kitchen... the sound of the "pop" lids on 6 big bottles of salsa sucking in... I managed to finish the job without adding any more body parts to the mix. We're gonna call it Corto's Blood Salsa. yummi eh...

We spent some time culling the herd this morning... the "herd" being the freakish volume of toys that populate the shelves in the basement. We are prepping for a garage sale. Of course, for every two toys you put in a box, one of the kids grabs one of them to play and demands we not get rid of it... So we lie and say it's safe... :)

I'm concerned about my friend mandelion... Things got complicated for her really quick and it would sure do a lot of good if the collective karma of the Livejournal zone sent out some positive vibes... Amanda? you are in my thoughts sugar... Samantha too!

Z and I are going to play a game of scrabble... this - to me - is just hilarious, because - as you know - I cannot spell worth a crap... so I'm guessing the game will be quick... (actually I'm not even sure how to play, but z's a pro, so she'll tell me... :D)

Alrighti... so, besides almost getting the family creamed by the totally tit-for-brain driver on the road today, besides, introducing cold, sharp steel to the inside of my thumb and bleeding like a monty python piano player, I am still feeling remarkably like the luckiest guy in the universe. why? well all I have to do is look around... nope... this is good, even when it's bad, it's good.

Ok, mr. happy (me) needs to go and work for a few mins on a bb update and then find a scrabble game... I mean it's only the middle of the night... :)

well now..

Well so long as I don't bonk it against anything... thumbs ok... however, I'm loath to remove the wrapping... blech.
Good thing I got a good laugh from vortex this morning... :D Takes my mind of the damn thumb.

Note: damn and thumb... I hate words like those... that sneak an extra letter onto the end because some pencil decided it was fun to make english complicated.

~ well, the exact same shirt I had on last sunday when I snapped a pic...
~ sweat pants and comfy sox.
~ shower (holding my hand over the curtin)
~ dress and take the boys (I think) on a little adventure out to the Ottawa Radio Controlled Airplane Airport (it's pretty dam cool watching them fly around).
~ dinner at my moms house... my bro and his squeeze are back from Algonquin park, my ex SIL (and her kids) are back from BC, so it's a family affair.
~ oh, and working on the BB3 update from last nights show... (good show btw!!)
~ that the patient spirits of lovers everywhere sneak up and hold the hand of my friend Kym while she tries to muster their energy to deal with an indecisive boy. (it's a Rome Wasn't Built In A Day moment huh...)
~ for any creative spin to roll over my friend serraph who is nothing if not completely amazing! (and stop eating paste!)
~ that a rich arab bumps into Kristy and appologises by contracting a team of Molly Maids to clean her house weekly for her. :D (just 'cause that'd be nice).

oh and 368 to 107 or something like that... er, the score in scrabble last night... yeah, I actually broke a hundred. :)

BB3 Update!!

BB3 Update: Captain Factoid and the Temple of Doom

Lisa, who needed to be reminded that actually getting a clue would be useful, vanishes as Chiara, Head-Girl with a remarkable knack for ignoring history, holds the spotlight. Josh, the wanna-be anything, finally shaves and receives a sound drubbing for his effort. The gloves are off and human nature takes over; stupid people using every body part possible the think except their brains.

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