I had a few cups of coffee with my steak and eggs, so I'm pretty much awake now. Drove to work and topped off the tank of the rental car, but apparently I spilled a little gas on myself as now I smell like gasoline.

Oh well. That should go away pretty soon, right?

I'm eating some tiramisu flavored marscapone cheese this morning. My toast tastes like coffee AIFG!

Time and fresh air are the only things I've found to take care of gasoline smell, tommy. Of course you could spend the day huffing yourself, if you don't want to waste the spill.

brenda, that is unfair. You should wake the dog from a nap sometime soon for payback.

I'm dragging ass because Liv was having nightmares last night and woke up a few times. I need a good long night's sleep to make up some deficit.

I enjoy playing games I'm bad at enthusiastically. (Er... enthusiastically modifies "playing," not "enjoy," since that would be a bit redundant.) I used to have a regular Sunday afternoon date to go to a bar and play Very Bad Pool. We were quite often the only ones there, which was good, since it's often difficult to explain politely that no, I wouldn't enjoy it more if you taught me how, thank you.

Also, last night "We Are the 80's" informed me that "After refusing to sing the national anthem, Frank Sinatra called Sinead O'Connor something or other" (I'm paraphrasing, obviously). And I thought, well, he hardly has room to talk. Modifiers, people. You need to place them carefully!

Wait, wait, wait. Is that a metaphor?

buffista sprog (and pups) were obviously in touch by sonar last night. Iris was up from 2:30 to 4. Then of course, I couldn't get back to sleep.

I was waking up every hour or so for some reason. My kitty seemed to instantly detect I was awake, because she'd immediately come over to me to be petted.

Well, at least she wasn't waking me up.

Black humor stuffed toys

And in case anyone hasn't had enough baby picspam from me, this morning's edition includes toe-sucking.

There is no such thing as enough baby picspam!!

I got stuck on a slooow train this morning (worst words to hear on your commute = "after an earlier incident"), which gave me a panic attack (? still not sure that's what that is), which I'm still trying to come down from. Annoying!

Everyone needs to move to B'more. It's got issues, but it's interesting!

Seriously!

There is no such thing as enough baby picspam!!

Seriously! For example, here is a baby (pirate) enjoying some rock and roll this past weekend!

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FTR, I don't suck at Scrabble, but I do, apparently, suck at Scrabulous.

You beat me! I think I'm getting less sucky though. Of course I've been playing A Lot.

Those babies are ridiculous, lisah! They look like an artist's rendering of a baby.