We're on On the Media? Oh. Huh. I listen to their podcast every week, it's okay for an NPR show (semi-intellectual but hardly cutting edge).

Between Dana's "Wait Wait" thing and now this, I wonder if we're being stalked by some NPR intern...

Macy's suit sale was sort of a success, in that I spent money, but the one suit I really liked I let my sister buy. And now I should go see my parents except Dad switched the phone over to Fax and I can't get through to them. Which is annoying.

Oh, man, Nora, much as I want you and Tom to move here, NOLA is deeply lovable and all your pluses are things I can't really argue with. Hell, I've never lived anywhere but here and until my honeymoon the only place in the entire US I could imagine living that wasn't here was, of all places, Boston.

Then the honeymoon, on the way home from which I told Hec, repeatedly, that when we retire we are retiring to NOLA, period, no further discussion.

So, much as I want you here, I can't argue with the New Orleans love.

Also, I shampoo once every two or three weeks. Regularly use a light conditioner, regularly shower and give my hair and scalp a good thorough rinsing and scrubbing with hot hot hot water to get rid of the product, but barely shampoo.

Garnier fructis style

I love that stuff so much. I haven't found a single product of theirs that doesn't make my skin and hair very very happy. It broke my heart a few months ago to find out they'd been bought up by Nestle, those evil motherfuckers, and I'd have to lovingly hoard my remaining stock of Garnier products and look for something else when they ran out. Nestle. Those bastards. Thanks to them I haven't bought a Butterfinger bar in over a decade, and now they're trying to ruin my hair and skin too, assholes.

regularly shower

I used to do that. Then I had kids. Now I try to shower AT LEAST twice as often as I wash my hair, but that can be hard to keep up.

That's a lovely iris, Matt. I'm thinking of planting some myself. I also like the ones that look like blue flags, but I'll probably end up planting whichever ones are the most shade tolerant.

Franny has something to say:

I love you gies so much

Dana's "Wait Wait" thing

What was this?

Bah. My brain has decided to mash up the Black Eyed Peas "Where Is The Love?" with the Mna Mna Song. It's just constant "One world, one world" "Mna Mna" "One world, one world" "Mna Mna". Driving me nuts.

Edit: my iPhone thinks the cure is Pet Shop Boys. What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?

Hi Franny! We love you, too!

Love you too, Franny. Hee.

Home Depot only had pansies. Which I want, but not for the hanging baskets and I wasn't ready to do the buckets yet. Launderating now.

My neighbor had a travel horror story: she ended up in Kenya with her coworker's passport, and her passport with the coworker out in the field in the boonies of Sudan. (Near as they can guess, the passport control going into Sudan gave them back the wrong passports, and neither one of them checked, because hey, of course immigration is going to give you the right passport back, yeah? So for two weeks, neither was carrying the right passport.) This means she was able to exit Sudan and enter Kenya on someone else's passport. And they really don't look that much alike.

Luckily, they were able to get the passports swapped, though $$ had to change hands and the head of immigration personally escorted her coworker into Kenya to make the switch.

!!!!

And I just discovered I got a bit of a sunburn at the farmers' market today. Huh. We were out in the sun for a couple hours, I guess. I need to remember sunscreen again.