crucible of ennui

Glenn: Mario Kart till we puke tonight!
Me: EXCELLENT. BE PREPARED TO EAT MY WII-DUST!
Glenn: In your Wii-dreams.

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License plate: MYNDMLD
License plate frame: Live Long and Prosper.

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When Andie & I were 4 & 5, one of the chores we had was picking all the snails out of the geraniums. We’d stick them to the sides of our red wagon, then pull our cargo out and put them in a line in the middle of the street in front of our house. Then we’d [...]

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I’m not the best driver. But to my credit I only hit stationary and inanimate objects. So you’re completely in luck if you’re a person or animal. Not so lucky if you’re a parked car or mailbox.
Two weeks ago I accidently hit an air duct while backing into a parking space in an underground parking [...]

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Catherine is finally at that magical age where the most socially inappropriate things come out of her mouth. Most of the time she is very considerate of other people and refrains from calling people ugly or silly-looking (unlike her mother).
This self-censoring ceases to exist while in the presence of little people.
At the grocery store where [...]

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Most are familiar with Male Refrigerator Blindness (”MRB”) - the inability of the male to visually identify items within a refrigerator.
Unfortunately few are aware that MRB is sometimes a precursor to Selective Male Blindness (”SMB”). Scientists have discovered that MRB can progress from a general failure to locate milk, eggs, ketchup and cheese to more extreme forms of the [...]

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When I was little I would put a pair of Barbie shoes on the end of my fingers to get that far away perspective and pretend that Dorothy was being carried away by my evil monkey army. March 29th, 2003.
I’m glad to see that someone else felt the same way about Barbie shoes.  
And here. This [...]

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schadenfreude
ennui
phenomenon
kerfuffle
silhouette
booboojeebies
pudding

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If I do end up having to shave my hair off, I’m going to get eyes tattooed on the back of my head.

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Silent. Unexpected.
A master of stealth and surprise - the Ninja Zit. 
I left home this morning fresh-faced and squeaky clean. But somewhere between morning coffee and lunchtime, a lovely little mountain of pore-plug-goo appeared on the tip of my nose, to the delight and horror of my co-workers (none of which mentioned it to me).

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