I'd rather stab a fork in my eye...or go to a Super Wal Mart. (With a fork in my eye.) Random Tuesday Thoughts.

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Holy crap, it's Tuesday. That kind of snuck up on me. I think I need a day off. Anybody want to host?

...Bueller?

...those crickets I can hear in the background?

No? Okay, fine. But ONE DAY I will be taking a holiday.

You know what to do!

(I assume. But you know what happens when you assume. Ha! I just made an ass out of you!)

(Okay, seriously, you just write a random post. Then you put the fugly purple button on it that I keep saying I'll re-design and you link up. Got it? Good.)


I just got back from seeing Sherlock Holmes with hubby. We were apparently the only people left on the planet that hadn't seen it, because we were the ONLY people in the theatre. Hubby got existential: "If nobody shows up, do they play the movie?"

Mmmm, movie theatre popcorn.

Mmmm, Robert Downey Junior.


Our sitter got here a little early so hubby & I booked it. To kill time we went to the new Wal Mart. I know, we really know how to party.

But it's a SUPER Wal Mart so I've been scared to go. I needed backup. And it looked like there were massive amounts of cars in the parking lot, but it turns out that when you get inside? There are a lot of places for people to hide. It doesn't look crowded when all the occupants of those cars have the space of 12 football fields to spread out in.

Anyway. There are Regular Wal Marts, and Super Wal Marts. I think they need Sub Wal Marts for scaredies like me. Like, JUST the pharmacy section. Way off in a field. Behind some trees, so nobody else knows it's there.

On second thought, I think I'll just become a recluse.


Mmmmm...Robert Downey Junior...

Anybody want to Cliff Notes the Olympics for me? It's terribly un-patriotic of me, but I just don't care.

(Yeah, I just verbed Cliff Notes. And verb.)


Hubby is playing Commodore 64 emulators on the computer behind me. Earlier he remarked, "I can't believe I wasted so much time playing these games when I was a kid." Obviously feels the way to remedy that wasted youth is to play them some more as an adult.

I go for groceries every Monday. Today I didn't think I needed much, but I ended up spending close to $200 anyway. Diapers and meat, those screw me every time. I thought, if I could just get rid of those purchases, I'd save a ton of money on our grocery budget.

Then I thought, Who the fuck are you, woman, and what are you doing in my brain talking about grocery budgets??


More undead Disney characters.

I just realized I actually DO need someone to host next weeks RTT. I have to go away for business. Which sounds really interesting and official, but it's really just a road trip with my boss to a pissant town in the middle of nowhere.

Which sounds like it could be really spicy and intriguing, but no, it's really just a road trip with my boss to a pissant town in the middle of nowhere. In other words, it's very likely that I'll come back with a fork in my eye. Or he will.

So, any volunteers? I'll send you the fork as payment.


I double-dog dare you to click on this link: http://5z8.info/INCREDIBLE-DEAL-CANT-MISS_z3d7k_cockdock.gif

Oh yeah, it's the Brave and the Bold around here.

Random up, guys!