Sorry kids, I’ve been in one of those frazzled moods that have made it difficult to focus on any one topic long enough to complete a thought. Bad for blogging. Bad for anything that requires focus, really. I should meditate or something.
I will say this, I have finalized my spa treatments and made my reservation requests. I seem to have little trouble focusing on that.
I will also say this much, for now, The Eels show? HELL YEAH!!!
There was a dead body outside my office this morning. Suicide. Someone had jumped off the Aurora Street Bridge. This happens about once a month, although sometimes they chose to jump off over Lake Union. Sometimes they chose to jump off over our parking lot. It happens that they usually chose to do this in the pre-dawn hours. A young girl killed herself two weeks ago, over a weekend. She came to our attention mostly because her friends left mementos and flowers in the parking lot.
Today, a man jumped off the bridge some time between 7 and 7:30 am. When Evildeb and Lloyd came in, they actually saw the body, had to drive around it. When I got there, the area was taped off and cops were standing around. And the man was covered with a yellow tarp, a few yards from the dead flowers that still sit there, from the young girls friends. When I left for lunch, there wasn’t a trace of what had happened. There never is. Or at least, there had never been… until the flowers.
In July, Evildeb and I are going away to the spa. Like… AWAY away. We are going here. Going away for a spa weekend is something I’ve always wanted to do. I’m a spa junky. It’s true.
Anyway, the reason I am telling you this right now is because I am going through the menu of my spa options, and I think I might need to have the Chocolate Delight Body Treatment. “exfoliating rich chocolate meringue; hydrating Swiss chocolate mousse with shea butter and vitamins.”
I need that. Right?
From my Veronica Mars soundtrack:
The Perishers
From the Sims 2 “College Rock” radio station.
Mortality has claimed another insect victim. Today I found Daren dead… at the bottom of the habitat. Gus and Tyree are still not getting along, and can stand for several seconds, just staring at each other, waiting for the other one to back down. I think the larger Tyree is very tolerant of the smaller, but pushier, Gus. He could probably eat his head for lunch. Bastian has shown talent as a contortionist and held a pose for over a minute that I was sure would damage his head. Except, it turned out that was his butt.
Rochelle just stands at the top of the gel mountain, waving her antennae at us, merrily. She’s such a sweetheart.
The ants were very very busy over the holiday weekend. They’ve completely buried the test tube, except for the opening. They seem to be hanging out in it. We think it might be their break room or lounge.
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Wait… can you say that? Happy Memorial Day? I mean, it’s a rather somber holiday. Over time it’s just become the unofficial beginning of summer, I guess.
So… do you like it any better on?
Ok, I’ll quit taunting you with my violent necklace.
Ever since I got back from the King Dork book signing, with music, I’ve been enjoying the MTX playlist in my iTunes. So today’s Then and Now comes out of that. It’s a song I’ve been signing along with for years. When I told Mr. Moon I was going to use this song, his reply was “KiKi Deeeeeee!”
Indeed.
Don’t Go Breaking My Heart – Elton John and KiKi Dee
I sincerely hope that Dr. Frank someday posts the delightful “Cingular Wireless Song” he played at the book signing. I think anyone with a cell phone… or cable… or regular phone… or anything that has required a phone call to customer service, would enjoy it. I wish I could tell you who was signing this song with Dr. Frank, but I couldn’t find that information. If I had only known I was going to do this, I could have asked … but I would have been too shy anyway.
Our GWEMAC tshirt:
And my jodiferous.com tshirt:
Everybody is so getting a jodiferous.com tshirt for xmas!
I figure … what’s the point of having a webcam if people can’t say hi to me while they spy on me? Right? So I added a shoutbox./tagboard thingy. So, if you are looking at me, you’d better say Hi! I’m sure I will tweak it further later…
Thanks to Philip at swordfight.org for telling me it was called a shoutbox in the first place.
