Fingertips!

Smashed Finger Update: So far, the nail is still attached, although it has actually started to peel up from the middle, leaving a bulging new nail to emerge from under the ever-loosening top half. I fear it will eventually, and sooner rather than later, come off. Also, the hand doctor that said there was no permanent damage? Ha! It's still slightly numb.

So that's about it for fingers.



Sorry for the picture. The pandas are more in focus than the nails. Which is OK, since pandas are always cuter than my fingers.

Young Men and Fire

Spring Break for the men.

We burned stuff last night.

I Like Your Questioning Eyebrows

Should I go see Humanwine this Thursday? I don't know if I'm in a show mood.

They Call Me Dr. Sticky

Useful skill of the day: I am good at plugging things in.

I Am a Popular Fellow

I keep getting emails from people I don't know. They offer me medicine that I supposedly need, stock tips so I can get rich quick, pre-approved loans so I can finance my dream life, and lots of messages from my new friends, Chemises K. Reputed, Conferment L. Nutritive, and Ladonna F. Preponderated. I had no idea so many people liked me!

Read All About It!

I'm having wings for lunch.



Also, Sparkles has really perked up in the last few days. Happy unicorn! Thanks for all the cards and letters!

Mundane Updates

I fear that the nail on my bitched-up finger is starting to come loose. This is exactly what I've been dreading. Seriously, I've had dreams about this every night since it got smashled.

I went for a bike ride in the cold, wet wind today. It was kinda fun, but I know I ended up working way too hard for the 15 miles I went.

ttfn

A Very Very True Thing

Good advice: Drink lotsa water!

Very significant!

Of the Utmost Importance!

This? This is not one of the shoes I'm wearing.

Once Upon a Time...

So I took Sparkles (my pet unicorn) to the vet and it turns out she's got Faerie Cough. The antibiotics cost $400 and are only available from a special troll pharmacy located on the other side of the Forest of Unspeakable Horrors.

Wish me luck as I make this long, dangerous journey!



Yup!

To Be Myself Completely

Week from Hell. Don't expect any regular-ish updates, dear readers (all 12 of you).

Boy, You're Gonna Carry That Weight

OK, whose idea was this? This is a very bad idea. I don't mind the occasional time change or timezone shift, but today, I am really not into this whole "let's do Daylight Savings Time a bunch earlier" thing. Yeah, I know the deal is we're supposed to have some extra light later in the day, but I would trade that right now for some sleep. It's just not a good weekend for me, is all. Can I do it later? At least it's not on Easter this year. I hate that even more!

Gah!

Thoughts to Ponder

Well, think of all the animals there are in the world
Field mice, hampsters, lizards and frogs
Think of all the animals there are in the world
Alligators, alley cats, tigers and dogs

Think of what would happen if they all got mad
Turned around and beat you up and treated you bad
Think of what would happen with the horses in charge
Think about government entirely of fish

(The Jazz Butcher-vs-The Prime Minister)

I find their early 80s stuff to be very inspirational lately.

Also, a friend of mine, going through some medical "issues" lately, said an even more inspirational thing: "Remember, whenever you think you have it bad, remember that you can at least poop out your butt."

Words to live by!

I'm Freeeeeee!

Aw, man! Mr Humphries died.

I was gonna post something silly and useless, but now I'm just sad.

Mmm, That Makes Me Hungry

Actually, I just want coffee.



Also, a new exclamation, invented by Gabe: "Kaboomie, kaboomie...YAY!"

Eat Me!

Last night:
Sam: I am cheese! Eat me! ...EAT ME, I said!

Gabe: [something something, school sucks, my teacher is mean, etc]...Hell! I flunked my math test! [parental astonishment!] What? I swear at least twice a week now!

He is also quite the little Mr Busy Hands, and sort of a kleptomaniac. He just absent-mindedly picks up stuff and fiddles with it, presses buttons, pockets things, some of which end up stashed somewhere in his room. If anything little or shiny goes missing, the first place to look is in one of his little Gabe-lairs.

He also is getting taller, but still shorter than that one kid in his class who is a full two heads taller than him!

Gotta Ketchup Ball!

Jessie: To protect the world from devastation!
James: To unite all peoples within our nation!
Jessie: To denounce the evils of truth and love!
James: To extend our reach to the stars above!
Jessie: Jessie!
James: James!
Jessie: Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!
James: Surrender now or prepare to fight!



Explanation: before heading in to work last night I got in a quick spin and left my World Champion stripes cycling socks on and was asked by someone if I was wearing gay pride socks. True story!

At Dawn I'll Launch My Frail Canoe

Gabe has been supremely interested in cooking lately. Eggs, mostly. But last night he expanded his masculine culinary repertoire to include the all-important "calling to order pizza" skill. I am such a proud Poppa, you don't even know!

Big Saturday

Hey kids, I hope you have a good weekend
I hope you get things done the way that you intend.
Cuz you know how these things get done
And not everybody does that!



Actually, despite the Jazz Butchery exuberance of that quotation above, it's been a rather odd weekend so far, of not eating, snow showers, mind-numbing exhaustion and frequent trips to the bathroom, as well as other sorts of weirdness. At least I settled in and watched (dozed) through the anime classic, Farewell to Space Battleship Yamato: In The Name of Love (yes, that is the real title).