In attempting to present another fun filled episode of “what’s on Jodi’s t-shirt today” I realized, looking at the shirt in iPhoto, that I had put my shirt on backwards. The graphic is such that it shows both on the outside and inside of the shirt. That made me laugh, for a while. I haven’t done that in almost a year.

Friday afternoon, Evildeb and I went to an off-site work party. We were only marginally invited. But our PSM really wanted us to go. I spent my drink tickets on Dr. Pepper, while Evildeb spent hers on wine. We did a little mingling, and ended up talking to someone in Program Management, about some recent staff changes at the executive level, a vp was leaving. He asked me what I thought about that, and I said “Ummm… yeah, he was pretty good,” I had no clue if he was any good or not, “he used lots of corporate speak and anacronyms.” Everyone started laughing. I didn’t think it was that funny. He did… use a lot of both. I looked around at the group, and knew that I had done something dumb.

Evildeb: You said “anacroynm.”

Jodi: I did? [still not hearing what I had done wrong.]

PM: that’s good ANAC-cronym. That’s a great word!

Jodi still laughing with everyone else: well, you know me!! hahahahaa!

Evildeb: did you mean acronym?

Jodi – ashamed and not at all drunk: yeah. I did.

I’ve always screwed up that word. I have the hardest time saying it. But I looked into it, it’s a real word. anacronym. Sort of. People use it to describe acronym’s that are so old, nobody remembers what they stand for anymore. Like SCSI and ASCII. [Except for me, maybe. SCSI=Small Computer System Interface and ASCII=American Standard Code for Information Interchange] So playing it cool was the smart thing to do. When I got back to work, I found a website that explained the meaning of Anacronym, although I don’t think it’s in the dictionary. I mailed it to Evildeb and my PSM. Who forwarded it to the PM. Who still thinks it’s a great word and is willing to suspend disbelief that I meant to say it.

Louise is still intent upon teaching me to knit. She is actually making me knitting needles and found a pattern that is just crazy enough to make me learn. Only so I can answer when people ask me the inevitable.

“what are you knitting, Jodi?”

“Vibrator cozies” I’ll say, sweetly.

Evildeb is not down with this plan.

Evildeb: why would you want to make those?

Jodi: come on! it’s genius! we’ll make vibrator cozies and sell them at I heart rummage! They’ll sell like hotcakes! Sexy hotcakes!

Evildeb: I don’t think you should make that. What do I need with that?

Jodi: Well, it sounds like you should go right out and fill it! You’re a healthy girl, surely you have something that runs on batteries.

Evildeb: make iPod covers.

Jodi: NO! you can come shopping with us when we go buy the floor model vibrator for our sales booth. Nobody likes a chilly sex toy. [which may or may not be true, actually.]

The t-shirt I’m wearing today says this:



That is, in fact, a picture of the t-shirt as I wear it. Today. Which is why the text is all curvy. Like me. I’m thinking of wearing it to Easter brunch. Just to give my family a head’s up.

Dr. Stevil, Evildeb and I went to lunch with the PSM’s. We were invited as a way of saying thank you. For filling in for my PSM while she was on maternity leave. I told them they could just not invite Evildeb because she did not do anything. But they did not believe me. [which is probably for the best, as I was just kidding.] Ever since I got back from lunch, I’ve been in a food coma. Because I had french toast. In a greek restaurant. They have american food and serve breakfast… I love breakfast food! Besides, my favorite dish there is the tiny cheese pies aka: tirokopita. And we had those as an appetizer. French toast is not a dish that sends you bouncing out of your chair, raring to go and take on the rest of your day. It’s a dish that makes you want to curl up, contentedly, and take a wee snappy nap.

There is really no other point to this post. Other than to say, I had french toast, I’m tired, this is my t-shirt and I was going to try to take more pictures so I did.

EDITED TO ADD:

wait, there’s an ok reason for this post right here. Go check out some VR views of the neighborhood I work in, Fremont. You’ll need Quicktime installed.

You know, I never really look at my spam email. At work, we have a filter service. Every day it sends me a report of the spam I receive. About once a week, I go in and clean it all off the server. never even look at it. For some reason, this one caught my eye today:

Subject: Hi you :),. I miss you baby please come get me..

Hey baby. So whats been going on with you? Don’t you remember me? I loved the time we spent together I thought that you did too. I thought that you wanted to do all the things to me that we had talked about. I had a site made with more of my pictures in case you forgot about me. You can talk to me with the site too whenever Im there, which i Usually am, so I hope that you do. I hope to hear from you soon baby, please dont leave me like this I cant stop thinking of you

Evildeb says she does not have have all the sexually explicit spam that I have. She does not have email from Asslee Bendover. [I kid you not. It was from Asslee Bendover]. She did read off some of the other types of email. “Hot stock tip for quick surge.” I’m not entirely sure that isn’t something equally as naughty.

More Evildeb fun, I just received the following email.

Hi team,

Deb