I look down, and I'm THAT GUY.

Something about this phrase out of context is weird.

Well, there's terrible news (things that begin with rs and cs,) but it didn't get executed today.

Yikes.

ugh. you know what's horrible? I HATE the clicky noise, but I find my self doing it unconsciously. I look down, and I'm THAT GUY.

This is why I can never be a professional poker player -- I'd totally be the person shuffling the chips all day long, which is SUPER FUCKING ANNOYING.

I HATE the clicky noise, but I find my self doing it unconsciously. I look down, and I'm THAT GUY.

This dude was going clicky-clicky all the way to the elevator! I try my best to keep from making any annoying repetitive noises in my office other than typing, which I can't help. I tap my feet along to my iPod a lot. I should probably stop that.

In non-clicky news, my lovely new shoes are too tight. They have not diamonds, though.

(things that begin with rs and cs,)

I had mine on Friday. It's not the way I'd choose to spend three hours, but I was so grateful for the toothpain to stop that I didn't mind. Modern anesthesia is terrific.

Sara, I'm glad that you (and connie) are on the dental train.

I seem to recall that I actually had a waking epiphany last night but I'm still playing around to see what sticks.

Today makes day 7 of this particular migraine. I'd stopped counting them as continuing from day to day (new day, new migraine!) but this is definitely the same one. Can't wait to see how the neuro responds to me poohpoohing her Percocet scrip. Also printed out the first of the ER complaint letters.

Talk to the neuro about how you were treated by ER-doc, please. I wouldn't be surprised if she delivers a collegial whack upside his head, with diagrams and helpful illustrations.

In other news, the guy came to estimate my porch rebuild two hours early (he called first) and was a model of explanation and good customer interaction. Even if his company came in at the highest end of the cost scale, I'm feeling inclined to go with his co. because of the way he presented himself, the way the company got back to me right away and et cetera.

Probably still a decision to sleep on, considering that the range of estimates on the porch was over $5 (which included some that I'm pretty sure were not up to code...).

Homeownership: not for the timid.

Pancakes with a side of bacon:

And now plumbers are plumbering away at my toilet... sigh!

This is cool: Kiddo, the airship cat

Kiddo's name is unlikely to be familiar to readers; however, he was the first cat — maybe the only one — to cross the Atlantic Ocean (well, almost) by airship. He was a grey tabby and belonged to one of the crew members of Walter Wellman's airship America. Wellman (1858-1934) was an American explorer, aeronaut and journalist. In 1910 he and five companions attempted to cross the ocean, leaving from Atlantic City, New Jersey on 15 October that year. Kiddo is said to have stowed away in one of the lifeboats, and really did not enjoy his first experience of flying, mewing and howling and generally getting on the nerves of the first engineer, Melvin Vaniman. The America carried radio equipment — the first aircraft so equipped — and apparently the historic first, in-flight radio message, to a secretary back on land, read: 'Roy, come and get this goddamn cat!'

Kiddo was unceremoniously stuffed into a canvas bag, with the idea that he would be lowered into a motor-boat beneath the airship; but the weather was too rough to make the transfer and so the cat remained on board. He soon regained his equilibrium and his spirits, and indeed the crew found him 'more useful than any barometer. You must never cross the Atlantic in an airship without a cat,' as the navigator Murray Simon put it. 'He is sitting on the sail of the lifeboat now as I write, washing his face in the sun: a pleasant picture of feline contentment. This cat has always indicated trouble well ahead. Two or three times when we thought we were "in" he gave most decided indications that he knew we would be shortly getting it in the neck.'

The airship broke all records for continuous flight up to that date by remaining in the air for 71½ hours, but unfortunately came down at sea just 475 miles (760 km) short of her destination. The crew, including Kiddo, were rescued by the steamboat Trent, with Simon reminding them that it had been a good idea to bring a cat, as they have nine lives!

A tumultuous welcome awaited them in New York, and Kiddo achieved celebrity status by being displayed for a while in Gimbel's, one of the leading department stores of the time, where he reclined on soft cushions in a gilded cage.

The Lapels of Doom: [link] I would have guessed that women's fashion would have produced the Biggest. Lapels. Evah. but check out this guy....

Perhaps just as weird - early '70s men's fashion advertisements in Ebony magazine: [link]