Don’t be sad, Fee, I know you like the swinging moods of jodiferous, but I was tired of the swinging babe, I really didn’t feel like changing her bikini color again. I’m sure she’ll be back. She just needed some time off, and I needed something new to mess with. And look! She’s got green glasses! Just like me.

I was messing around, working on some webstuff and I decide to put iTunes on random and hit the cute little iTunes button in Ecto, each time new song came on. #2 always gets me a excited, because, as a little kid, I had the soundtrack to Superman, on EIGHT TRACK. That’s right, I said 8 track. And if you are not familiar with Thea Gilmore, you should check her out, #10 is my favorite song on this album. In fact, I wasn’t even familiar with her music, I heard that song, and I bought the whole album. It was that good. As far as #11 goes, that’s a lie, because the sun is certainly shining here in Seattle.

While I listened to tunes, I made this:

That’s what my eyes would look like if I lived in a halftone world with red demon eyes.

It’s not even St. Patrick’s Day, and already i want to change the colors on my blog. I think it’s because I came into work way too early, only to find that I have no desire to work. I came in early because I haven’t been sleeping much this week. About 3.5 hours, and not all in a row. The nice thing about today is, I can leave at 3:30. Which, on a sunny Spring Friday, is a Nice Thing. But, back to blog design, I made the entry boxes a nice ivory color to go with the orange, and I am so over it. I think I can hold off until next Thursday. i’ll have something new ready to go. Maybe with a nice purple?

I tried very very hard to get Fee into the habit of saying Uff Da! Because she could not look less Norwegian if she tried. She is the opposite of Norwegian. I thought it would be cute if this Indian girl ran around saying Uff da all the time. Uff da, if you are not familiar, is a Norwegian saying that kind of fits lots of occasions. Like Oy vey. In fact, I read, that in Norway or Sweden, Charlie Brown of Peanuts fame says “Uff da!” instead of “good grief.” See all the good stuff you learn when you don’t limit yourself to just one ethnic background? Everyone knows that mutts make the best dogs. So… ummm… I guess I just painted myself into the Dog role, didn’t I?

I don’t think I’ve every shared a conversation I’ve had with my PSM. [not pms, but PSM. When I was soooo busy last year, I was filling in for her while she was on maternity leave. She was gone for about 5 months, but it was worth it, because her baby is cuuuuute. ] But I might as well share one today, because I am wearing my O’Reily “I’m blogging this” tshirt. Which I love. Earlier this week, I told my PSM, Dr. Stevil, and Evildeb about the tiny spiders going potty on your teeth. Because I felt they needed to be informed. Today, we are having a “thank you for working with us” get together for a contractor who has been with us for a few weeks. And is leaving today. My PSM made carrot cake cupcakes with pretty sprinkles on top, only to find that the contractor is on a diet. I volunteered to eat her cupcake.

Jodi: i will eat her cupcake. i’m on a diet as well. anything with sprinkles is OK! Anything with sprinkles and frosting is on my diet. anything that is a miniature version of something else, like cupcakes or mini muffins, are also ok.

PSM: What a coincidence! I’m on the same diet too. How bad am I? I couldn’t resist having one of the cupcakes IN BED right before I went to sleep. I think there are some cupcake crumbs in our bed. I couldn’t WAIT until today. A cupcake and the 11pm news…what a life.

Jodi: well, i had to have some girlscout cookies right before bed, too.

PSM : I’m telling you – – we’re on the same diet! The night BEFORE Mr. PSM and I both had do-si-dos before bed. YUM

Jodi: this is the best diet EVER

PSM: I agree!

Jodi: it’s also includes donuts.

PSM: I had 2 donuts this week. YUM Happy spiders.

Jodi: that’s what this is, it’s the Yum Happy Spiders diet!

Does the word “dissing” as in “to dis” have two s’s in it? hmmm…

Anyway, I am not able to comment on any Blogger blog right now. And I can’t find any information about it. Blogger returns a page that says that the blog cannot be found and do I want to return to the dashboard. No, I don’t. I want to share my genius with the author of this blog!! I don’t use Blogger, but I am still trying to figure this out. It happens to me at home and at work. I feel shunned.

My favorite are Tagalongs, which means I am Artistic, Creative and Dramatic.

What does your favorite cookie say about you?

coming soon.

edited to add: You can now email me at jodi@satansbookclub.com . If you want. You don’t have to. But you can. I’m fairly pleased with that.

Mount St. Helen’s had a brief coughing fit last night, that lasted about 30 minutes. There are cool pictures all over the web. Some people reported ash. Luckily, the local news was on at the time, so they were not forced to pre-empt any prime time television shows. I’m sure the 11 o’clock news was made up, entirely, of volcanic information. I heard that they worked it into both weather and sports. Tonight, we’ll probably have reports on dealing with the emotional ramifications of last night’s explosive event. I hope they have a bitchen title for the whole thing… Big Burp 2005!!

My mom Pattie may not be the dental hygienist to the stars, but she is the dental hygienist to the very very rich and famous. She knows teeth like no one’s business. Except maybe her sisters’ business, because they are both hygienists as well. Scary. Anyway, I had my teeth cleaned today, so I asked my mom to clarify something for me, regarding plaque. Is plaque a waste product, like, say, urine?

Mom: Nooo, not really.

Me: what is it?

Mom: Plaque is the combination of bacteria in your mouth and food particles. The bacteria digests the food, and emits an acid. It’s the acid that affects the gums and teeth.

Me: no urine?

Mom: Well, a crude way to put it would be the bacteria eats the food in your mouth and goes potty on your teeth.

Me: wow! potty!

Mom: the more refined sugar, the amount of bacteria increases, and the more acid it emits.

Me: refined sugar = more bacteria and more potty. kinda like a kegger!

When the Dr. came in, I explained to him how the bacteria eats the food and goes potty on your teeth. He said, “some kind of weird hygienist must have told you that.” You know it, doc! Later…

Mom: when you think how hard enamel is, to think their are bugs that can release this acid that will eat…

Me: HANG ON!! You didn’t say anything about bugs!

Mom: bacteria bugs. When we explain it to children, we call them Sugar Bugs.

Me: sugar bugs doesn’t sound so bad. kinda like candy.

Mom: but they’re not. In fact, they are spiders, Jodi. Tiny spiders all over your teeth, going potty.

Me: AAAAAARRRRGHHHHH!!! SPIDERS!!!

When I have a nightmare tonight, about tiny spiders in my teeth, I am calling her to let her know. Only a mother would know just what kind of bug to mention to really freak you out. Some kind of weird hygienist, indeed.