So I spent yesterday putting contact paper in all our kitchen cupboards and drawers. A mindnumbing job, but without the handy dandy seretonin buildup to make it not unpleasant. BUT it does mean I can finally put away all my dishes etc and finally have a kitchen once again!

ION should I be worried that the pod people came and replaced my kids with children who sleep until 9 am? Or did my toddlers just morph into teenagers?

Actually, what I should do is enjoy an uninterrupted shower.

Dear Santa:

I want a frilled shark and a stalking chair.

And a Great Dane for my friend Aimee.

Love,

Me

I have never salted bacon except accidentally

My bacon's always come that way. It's about the only salt I enjoy.

I bailed on taking the trip to New Jersey today for my niece's birthday. I'm a bad uncle.

My 2:00 rehearsal was cancelled. Now I don't have to leave the house until my second rehearsal at 5:30. See how I'm running around being all productive?

No, wait, I'm lying around under my duvet being snarky in Salon letters.

Overslept today, missed church. So instead we had pancakes & eggs for breakfast in bed and have declared today housecleaning day. We'll go check out this weird evening church tonight instead. And the Colts are on our teevee today. So lots of tasks that involve hanging out in the bedroom with the television.

Anyway, I need the hive mind. What's that video, the one with the advertisement that was supposedly done all in one take, that's the things rolling and hitting each other and triggering other things whose name I can't remember? It's like the thing the Mythbusters did, with the robot and the turkey in the oven. You can see why my Google-fu is befuddled on this one.

They're named after Rube Goldberg, and I think it's a Honda ad. Maybe Volkswagen.

Rube Goldberg, that's right!

I think I shall become a shutin.

I will start by reading all of this LJ community, watching all my DVDs and reading all my books.

Ah, that's right. Here it is.