Obligatory weekend I love my cat post.
Proof that my brother and I are related:
Toby called me today to tell me a story about what he was doing tonight. He said that he and my sister-in-law have some friends that are giant Star Wars fans. As in, Fanatics. As in, they own a costume worth thousands. As in, the first time they met my brother said to one of the guys “are you into Star Trek too?” The guy cringed and said “oh..don’t do that again.”
Okaay. My brother doesn’t get it. Which, neither do I. Which, do you?
Anyway, tonight they are having a Star Wars party. Costume.
Toby: ”So, you know what I am going as? Captain Kirk. With a Lightsaber.”
I love him.
Well helloooo there. Have been laying off Starbucks for the last couple weeks, but I couldn’t help myself. Like coming home, I tell ya.
Working on a project for my parents 40th anniversary surprise. Tomorrow. Little stressed out.
cameronchristopher:carolinemartin:jimdewitt:
baguette dropped from bird’s beak shuts down the lhc
cannot make this stuff up.
Okay, so its been said here that I am not a fan of the Collider.
But, you know, call me crazy.
With freak accident after freak accident piling up over at CERN, the idea of time traveling particles returning from the future to prevent their own discovery is beginning to seem less and less far fetched.
I mean. Right?!
This dashboard coincidence actually made me a little sad after reading her post about helping to create this show.
Because there is something to be said about perseverance.
Though, there is also something to be said about the “you only get so many chances to pass this damn thing before we decide you should never, ever be behind the wheel of a car.”
She still has to pass the driving test, btw.
Men sleep with an average of 7 women in their lifetime; women sleep with an average of 4 men.
(source)
And no, I don’t particularly believe it either, but statistically siginifcant surveys don’t lie.
I’ve always enjoyed being above average.
Story time!
So, the company that I work for are big sponsors of Susan G Komen. A couple of years ago in preparation for the Race for the Cure, we had a “pink day.” Since I am, well, me, I went a little overboard. I do that.
Fast forward to last week,when they sent us an email saying they were having a “passionately pink photo contest” on their FB page. Since I had this picture already on my computer at work, I sent it in.
..And won! A round trip ticket on American Airlines. Anywhere in the continental US, Canada, Mexico, Bahamas, Bermuda or the Caribbean (I have yet to figure out why I can go to Canada, but not Alaska. Not that I would pick Alaska, I’m just saying).
Not sure if you know this about me..but I really, really love winning. Really.
So, when Shannon came to visit a few months ago I made the mistake of giving her the email address to upload things to my Tumblr, because we were going out for the night and my phone had died…we needed pictures. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized what a bad idea that was. In regards to the posts below, I have no..I repeat NO confidence in Shannon’s swimming ability. None. That was. not. me. Lol. Pain in my ass, that one.
AM! AM a firm believer in Shannon and her swimming skills. She’s amazing!
I have a firm believer that Shannon can swim from Alcatraz
