I'm intermittently beating the shit out of gurneys. Helps a bit.

When I called home to give them a heads up my family got into a continually/continuously argument. Because they are them, no matter how much they care.

Late night admits suck. Still waiting.

Kat, I wasn't fishing. Just making recs for the topics. They are one of the best combos I've worn, but probably not enough friction for hardwood floors.

They are one of the best combos I've worn, but probably not enough friction for hardwood floors.

I need some with good friction so I don't pull a Sandra Bullock on the stairs.

When I called home to give them a heads up my family got into a continually/continuously argument. Because they are them, no matter how much they care.

You were born to be a buffista.

I was checking out the DVD extras on The Little Mermaid (one of Owen's favorites) and found The Little Match Girl. It's an animated short, set to music and wow. Still fucking depressing. Who adds shit like that to a kids' DVD?

Is your office in a Dali painting, sarameg?

I'm filing this thought away in my brain.

I was checking out the DVD extras on The Little Mermaid (one of Owen's favorites) and found The Little Match Girl. It's an animated short, set to music and wow. Still fucking depressing. Who adds shit like that to a kids' DVD?

It was originally intended to be a children's story, wasn't it?

I have found patty!

And jerk chicken.

Who adds shit like that to a kids' DVD?

My mother, who was about 8 when Bambi came out, is still seriously traumatized from that movie.

I just had an argument with a door-to-door Fios salesman. Is that crazy?

Dude comes to my door, starts talking about the city installing fiber optics, and at first I thought it was going to be a "How badly did we annoy you?" survey, till he starts trying to sell me Verizon Fios. And I said no, and he kept talking. I said no a couple more times, and he kept coming back with more sales talk, like this was a debate and just one more fact would convince me.

I actually had to do the "Okay, stop. No, stop. You. Stop. I'm closing my door now." thing. It was very -- dude. Being on-message does not include turning into a terrier.

People with more patience than I might get a free TV or $200 gift cert to Best Buy. People with less patience than me might want to answer the doorbell with a bucher knife in hand.

Susan - if you are looking for people more kid-like for the wrapping paper you might consider Evan Ellingson or Sterling Knight.

They are actually kids so are probably closer to the age of young recruits (I think.)

I left you a message so a Buffista would know. I'm totally not thoughtful enough to inform a large group of people. I kinda forget. Don't sweat it. This will probably be another boring and pointless admit.

Ooooooooh.

I thought you were calling in the cavalry for a beat down.

Plus, you sounded pretty scary.

I'm still bringing you a patty, and either jerk pork or smothered (which would you prefer?) and some plantains.

Because seriously, home food? Always cheery.