Oh, I had such a relaxing evening at work. They are recarpeting our floor, so we have to empty our desks, file cabinets, etc. But since I'm leaving the firm soon, most of this stuff was going to be tossed soon anyway. Emptying my desk and file cabinet, shredding file after file of documents I will never have to think about again was like getting a massage. I actually feel physically lighter. I love throwing things away.

ION, the Cubs allowed 7 homers? WTF?

The wind was blowing out in Wrigley? That's unusual?

I saw that, JZ and wanted to slap the shit out of the idiots for those comments.

Matt, I read that quote in the print edition and my eyes rolled out of my head. Real pillar of the community there.

DH read about the kid going missing a few days ago and he thought the guy might have gotten drunk and fell into the river walking home. There were massive searches for him. I hope that these were the first cases where the accused acted on his proclivities and that there aren't other victims out there.

ION, the sea scallops pan fried in butter with a touch of fresh garlic served with pasta and summer veggies were delish.

DH also ordered me the soundtrack to Treasure Planet because I love John Rzenik's song on it so much. We're listening to it now on the Playstation 3 with this awesome planet view visual player and it's entrancing.

Cashmere: Here's one of the writers of Treasure Planet with a long essay on why films flop: [link]

Thanks, Tom. I LOVE the film and was crushed to find out just how big of a flop it really was.

Catching up, between Kat's encounter and (not clicking on link) what's been repeated here from that newstory, I'm feeling despairing of people. How the fuck do we go so wrong?

Long, cranky day. Contentious meetings that make me want to slap people. ("That's the way it works. We can't and won't rewrite the entire engine in the next 3 weeks because you want to be fucking special. It's the paradigm established 20 years ago and you really want us to break 35 TB worth so you can be SPECIAL and SMRTR?") Nervousmaking data deletion and imagining the worst case scenario and yelling and UHG. Dental cleaning (my teeth stain like a motherfucker beyond what they should given my habits so I should get cleanings 3x a year, oh and by the way, you need a couple more fillings, but at least we won't charge you for them as they are on buildup, and a well intentioned but unnecessary discourse of economics which annoys me because I love the dentist and the work and I haven't found a new one who is on the PDP, thus saving me a grand and I'm torn between saying fuckit because I'm tired of risking and trying out new people who kowtow to the fucking insurance companies insane low quotes, but I'm within a few hundred of my yearly max already and it isn't urgent urgent like the root canal was and I have to go back again next week for the fillings and and and.)

AND I'M JUST TIRED.

Catching up, between Kat's encounter and (not clicking on link) what's been repeated here from that newstory, I'm feeling despairing of people. How the fuck do we go so wrong?

Seriously, we need to work on the world domination plan before things get any more out of control.

In happy news? Noah's latest game is called Put Toys in Moms' Mouths.... he cracks up when he's chewing on a bath toy and he gets me to chew on one too. Silly little bug.

AND, I am halfway done with summer school.

Noah cracks me up, too.

DH is obsessed with this global visualization on the PS3. He's fond of his maps and this floating, rotating Earth has captivated him.

oh man, I just caught up with a former coworker. She and I both agreed that as mid career teachers, we just don't have the same emotional energy to be all up in our students lives and they we don't care as much about them as we do our first rounds of students. Then we caught up on those kids many of whom are graduating from college this year. MEEP. I remember when they were in 7th grade and in trouble for acting badly on a school camping trip.