Also, I love the Las Vegas Hilton, even though it's completely off the strip and back in it's own little world, because that used to be my mother's favorite hotel in Las Vegas and we always stayed there when my parents decided I was old enough to start going with them. Probably not a good place to visit unless you have fond memories of it from your childhood as I do. Huh.

My uncle worked there when I was a kid. I think there was some kind of mechanical Buddha or tree or something he manipulated. Maybe it was at a Benihana.

Even so, it is pretty far off the strip and kinda shabby these days in comparison to the other places. The Star Trek themed gaming area is hilariously hokey, but the sports book is huge.

Tomorrow is laundry, dishes, and cleaning out the refrigerator (including scrubbing it out) day. Also, I'm going to make a last effort to weed out my closet before SalArmy comes. Tonight, I'll be picking up some boxes at the bookstore I used to work at to finish boxing up donations and start boxing up books I'm moving (I'm guessing I'll end up with about 20 boxes before I'm done). Sunday, it's Easter at Dad's.

Today is fittings, and tommorrow and Sunday are alterations and trying to come up with preset lists.

No Easter for me...

I need to start thinking about replacing my file cabinet. I'm wondering if I need to replace it with another file cabinet--for those of y'all that don't have a file cabinet, where do you keep your bills, receipts?

::goes off to peruse cheap dark wood file cabinets::

I think there was some kind of mechanical Buddha or tree or something he manipulated.

That is so cool!

I remember going to the show at the LV Hilton and being totally unprepared for all the nekkid breasts. I was about 13 or 14 and shocked, shocked that these women were nekkid. Then, I got over it and decided that I wanted to be a showgirl.

But yeah, the LV Hilton went downhill long ago. For some reason, my mom has always hated staying on the strip. These days, her favorite is the Golden Nugget downtown.

My father the astronomer hates hates hates the automatic headlights. Why? Because you can't turn them off when approaching an observatory at night, thus risking ruining someone's observation (I spent many evenings in childhood creeping slowly in a dark car up iffy roads towards open domes. )

I want to go to Vegas.

I want a Cadbury Cream Egg.

I want to see Rita Moreno in "The Glass Menagerie".

I want not to be sick.

Will settle for fourth option.

I have something along the lines of the file drawer unit here: [link]

It's not cheap, but it completes the desk and I can move it from under the desk when I need more desk space.

Mmm, beer.

Now I shall pretend to work for a few more hours until it is time again for more beer.

cereal...

I just got the following in email, and it made me smile and think how shrift can totally ignore all the "try saying" suggestions, today.

Dear Employees:

It has been brought to management's attention that some individuals throughout the company have been using foul language during the course of normal conversation with their co-workers.

Due to complaints received from some employees who may be easily offended, this type of language will be no longer been tolerated. We do however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express your feelings when communicating with co-workers.

Therefore, a list of "TRY SAYING" new phrases has been provided so that proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective manner without risk of offending our more sensitive employees.

TRY SAYING:
Perhaps I can work late.
INSTEAD OF:
And when the fuck do you expect me to do this?

TRY SAYING:
I'm certain that isn't feasible.
INSTEAD OF:
No fucking way.

TRY SAYING:
Really?
INSTEAD OF:
You've got to be shitting me!

TRY SAYING:
Perhaps you should check with...
INSTEAD OF:
Tell someone who gives a shit.

TRY SAYING:
I wasn't involved in the project.
INSTEAD OF:
It's not my fucking problem.

TRY SAYING:
That's interesting.
INSTEAD OF:
What the fuck?

TRY SAYING:
I'm not sure this can be implemented.
INSTEAD OF:
This shit won't work.

TRY SAYING:
I'll try to schedule that.
INSTEAD OF:
Why the hell didn't you tell me sooner?

TRY SAYING:
He's not familiar with the issues.
INSTEAD OF:
He's got his head up his ass.

TRY SAYING:
Excuse me, sir?
INSTEAD OF:
Eat shit and die.

TRY SAYING:
So you weren't happy with it?
INSTEAD OF:
Kiss my ass.

TRY SAYING:
I'm a bit overloaded at the moment.
INSTEAD OF:
Fuck off, I'm on salary.

TRY SAYING:
I don't think you understand.
INSTEAD OF:
Shove it up your ass.

TRY SAYING:
I love a challenge.
INSTEAD OF:
This job sucks.

TRY SAYING:
You want me to take care of that?
INSTEAD OF:
Who the hell died and made you boss?

TRY SAYING:
I see.
INSTEAD OF:
Blow me.

TRY SAYING:
I think you could use more training.
INSTEAD OF:
You don't know what the fuck you're doing.

Thank You,
Human Resources

These look great, bon, except the small ones all have wheels, and that'd look weird in my living room.

::twiddles thumbs::

Man, except for being so cheap it broke easily, the Target one I had was perfect. It didn't look like a filing cabinet.

I wish I could afford a place in the neighbourhoods I like with an actual extra room, so I don't have to hide it so.

Hmmm.