So, the sisters and I decided that french toast would be a fun brunch.  I’d mixed the eggs and cinnamon already, put two pieces of soaked bread in the skillet, and asked Leah to grab the syrup.

“There is no syrup!” she tells me.

A last-second Kroger run ensued, and we had our french toast.

I later cleaned out the cabinet, and lo and behold:

Huh.

My old jeans disintegrated.

David found some pretty interesting things in that sludge – this was the funniest:

We don’t have any snorkels.  Best guess is that the neighbors’ grandkids got carried away.  That’s a loooong throw, though…

My David spent a couple of days cleaning out our pitiful nasty little pond.  The water has been green for a year, and since winter has become as thick as sewer sludge (so thick that the pump doesn’t pump it).  Smells just about as good, too.

Needless to say, we haven’t been too excited about clearing it – but it’s that time of year.  I was all for paying someone to do it – we don’t have a lot of time and I would rather clean the house than fool with something foul in the back yard – but my frugal David wanted to do it himself.

So I told him, “Have at it.”

Here he is after phase one – and yes, that’s some SERIOUS nastiness on his hands:

It’s the two-year anniversary of the Lebowski Podcast!  Read this press release, then watch The Big Lebowski and subscribe to the podcast.  You won’t regret it.  =)

Friends Chalupa and Liz have achieved something spectacular here, folks.  They’ve taken their love of film and talking about film and done something truly amazing.  They’ve gone from chatting with schoolmates in a small living room to recording an “internationally-known” internet broadcast reaching thousands.

This podcast is intelligent and entertaining.  While it’s, at it’s very simplest, a group of people talking about a movie, it’s also an interesting, well-planned, and thought-provoking series of discussions and interviews covering many topics: feminism, religion, philosophy, film, current events… The list goes on.

So, here’s a shout-out to Ben and Liz – well done, kids.  Keep it coming!

Signed,
A Fan Since the First Episode

My coworkers are a hoot.  On this particular evening, Robyn was on her way home – and bragging that she might get to observe a procedure (she’s working on learning facility process).  She geared up in anticipation, and reminded me of a little girl playing pretend:

Loving this hotel room.  I typically stay in a studio for the week, but they moved me to a two-bedroom suite this time.  Has a fireplace – perfect place to unwind after the long day.  It’s a gas fireplace, but still…  a fireplace.  =)

This is what I see every night, come 10pm, as I leave the building.  I was so glad to see all of the snow finally gone.

Daddy brought me Moose Farkel back from Alaska – here’s us playing the game.  (Love the moosies!)

Her funeral is tomorrow.  It will be a difficult day.