Monthly Archives: November 2009

Some room for dessert.

And yet he didn’t save me from a weekend-killing cluster headache.

The Sandwich Party is Officially Open

Here and over there. Updated: My sandwich.

Sandwich Party reminder

Next weekend people. November 27-29. Once again, Elsa does a better job than me with sandwich-related information. The Sandwich Party page.

Unkempt

There are still some unkempt but no less beautiful parts of the District.

Facebook revelations

One of the people who friended me on Facebook is a guy I used to work with. He was exasperating and pompous, but he was also oddly likable, and ultimately I don’t actively dislike people without a good solid reason. It’s just too much work. However. His Facebook page is a revelation. I try to [...]

Bearvoyance

“Usually there is, on the pillow, a very elderly teddy bear called Mr. Wobble. Traditionally, in the lexicon of pathos, such a bear should have only one eye, but as the result of a childhood error in Glenda’s sewing, he has three, and is more enlightened than the average bear. ” -Unseen Academicals, Terry Pratchett

There used to be a small plastic cow there.

But I decided this had greater potential for pain and distance. I mean, I’m no expert but I think getting hit in the side of the head with a small but dense brain would sting and maybe leave a mark.