Timelies!

Now at work and sorta settled down. Have a bit of a sore throat. That sort of "Oh my god, am I getting sick?" sore throat where you're not really sure. It could just be from lack of humidity and too much sugar intake. Speaking of which, I'm trying to goose myself up to cutting most sugar and starch out of my diet again. I did it for 3 straight years. When my life went to hell last June, I fell off the wagon and couldn't get on again. And gained weight and feel like hell. I waited until the holidays were over to attempt getting on the wagon again.

I have a gig on the 12th so I sure as hell hope I'm not getting a cold. Or that it will be over by then.

I came in to find an email dated yesterday from an editor making an urgent request for setting up an FTP directory and asking that I do it "this morning". Dude. It was a company holiday yesterday. I'm not in the office on company holidays.

Guinea pig driving a car. SO CUTE.

Just seen while looking at citibank's various credit cards: "We'd like to peak your interest, not your interest rate." UGH!

I wanna go back home and keep trying to clean spyware off of my computer. Nothing will happen if you "practice safe browsing" my ass.

Citibank ads irritate me anyway. That? A whole new category of...what's the word...right...pique.

Happy Birthday shrift!

Agreed. I think most citibank ads just...miss the point. Like the "Thank You" spots that imply any manner of ill treatment can be forgiven via a simple "thank you."

The idea that a bank is telling me to ignore my money doesn't inspire me to hand it over to them. Which means, all other things being equal, they don't get mine.

Yeah, crunchy-granola yoga instructors and wheat grass-drink advocates can get away with telling me that money's not important and I should stop to smell the roses. My banker better be pre-Christmas Ebeneezer Scrooge and pinch every penny by hand before it goes in the vault.

Woman marries dolphin:

Sharon Tendler met Cindy 15 years ago. She said it was love at first sight. This week she finally took the plunge and proposed. The lucky "guy" plunged right back.

In a modest ceremony at Dolphin Reef in the southern Israeli port of Eilat, Tendler, a 41-year-old British citizen, apparently became the world's first person to "marry" a dolphin.

Dressed in a white dress, a veil and pink flowers in her hair, Tendler got down on one knee on the dock and gave Cindy a kiss. And a piece of herring.

"It's not a perverted thing. I do love this dolphin. He's the love of my life," she said Saturday, upon her return to London.

Tendler, who said she imports clothes and promotes rock bands in England, has visited Israel several times a year since first meeting the dolphin.

When asked in the past if she had a boyfriend, she would always reply, "No. I'm going to end up with Cindy." On Wednesday, she made it official, sort of. While she acknowledged the "wedding" had no legal bearing she did say it reflected her deep feelings toward the bottlenosed, 35-year-old object of her affection.