Thursday, January 31, 2008

Really, Really, Really Weird




Some of you have probably seen this already.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

New Computers Rule

It is astonishing to actually feel the difference between my old computer and my new one.

It helps to have a computer whiz for a brother. It took about 30 minutes to build and almost 3 hours to complete the updates and make sure it was running properly but it was well worth it. (And I'll be honest. I did very little work in the whole process.)

For example, it now takes a mere 2 seconds to open Firefox...whereas before it took about 15.

My computer addiction is renewed!

Hell Is Riding In The Back Seat Of A Tiburon

Seattle is a fun place to visit. My sister and I went up there on Saturday and had our own personal tour guides in a couple of friends. Unfortunately they are actually from Bellevue, so they weren't much help!

Mainly, we just wandered around and sampled food. We had some Russian pastry type food, ate at a local pub for lunch, and I also obtained a caramel apple crusted in cashews.

Yum. But the highlight of the day was when our friends offered to drive us back to our car. We noticed they paid twice as much in parking as we ended up paying (note: always park in the garage on the corner of 6th and Union---$6 all day on Saturday!). But even more, in the back of my friend's Tiburon, you actually have to squish down to fit, or else you hit your head on the back window when going over potholes or speed bumps. HA!

Imagine being in a crash as a passenger in a car like that.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

She Said What?

Girl 1: I would only say yes to a marriage proposal if the ring was 2 carats or more. (She gestures to her ring finger)

Girl 2: What? Did you just say you would only accept a ring if it was 2 carats or more? (astonished)


Girl 1: Yeah. I mean, think about it. Marriage is forever and I would have to wear it for the rest of my life... (seeming to be serious)


Girl 3: You're kidding.


Girl 2: Seriously? What if you fell in love with a guy who wasn't rich?


Girl 1: Oh, my man will have money. (hypothetically, because she is single)


Girl 2 and 3: Oh my god. (emphatically)

pause

Girl 1: Oh come on you guys. You know I'm not serious. (she lies, badly)


This is an actual conversation that took place at work today. I am represented by Girl 2.

Also On The Loose...

I have experienced some pretty sketchy things on my way to work over the past week or so.

To find out yesterday that someone I know was actually attacked in my neighborhood on Thursday has me a bit freaked out.

In response I've started carrying Mace with me on my morning walk to work. If you are out after dark, I encourage you to do the same.

It just kinda sucks because I've never really felt worried in Portland before. Even considering all the crack-heads. Not so, anymore.

Raccoons On The Loose

The other morning, Wednesday to be precise, I was walking to work, minding my own business, when I came upon two cute, little raccoons.

They were sitting on a brick retaining wall in the approximate area of 19th between Everett and Flanders. I thought they were especially cute because they were sitting in a manner to suggest they were chilling out. (One person pointed out that they looked like they were sitting at a bar).

I quickly took out my camera phone. To my dismay, I discovered there is no flash option! I turned on some "nightshot" mode and snapped the picture. Disappointingly, the picture looks like I was twenty feet away, versus the mere four foot span between the creatures and me, and it is incredibly dark. In an effort to get a better picture, I held my hand way out toward them with the phone.

This resulted in a very blurry picture and two angry raccoons. They immediately started growling at me so I hastily continued on my way.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

On Dropping Dead

This is perhaps the most unexpected celebrity news so far. When conversing in some circles, taking bets on which celebs will manage to off themselves next, I never would have placed money on this one.

How odd, but RIP.