it's official

so i had a doctors appointment today and it's official. i'm pregnant. due august 10th.

well said

"I can't afford to be a music snob anymore, and if there is a piece of music out there that has the ability to move me, then I want to hear it, no matter who's made it. I used to have a reason not to like Little Feat (too polite, as far as I can recall, and maybe too musically precise) and Neil Young (overlong guitar solos) but no one can nurse those kinds of quirks in taste now. You're either for music or you're against it, and being for it means embracing anyone who's good."

Nick Hornby
Songbook

true hippie

dan: "a lot of things are going to be different when i get lasik surgery."

me: "like what?"

dan: "well, right now when get up i have to shower then put in my contacts, if i want to wear them."

me: "so when you get eye surgery you never have to shower again?"

dan: "yep."

what time is it?

so coming back from mexico delta lost one of our bags, and one bag from each of the groups in our party. seeing the luggage being handled in mexico city i am amazed not more was lost. there were bags piled all over, and falling off of the little carts they use to pull them to the planes. anyway, a few days after we got home i got a call at 2:00 a.m. (did you notice the a.m.?) it was a guy sounding exactly like my father-in-law asking me when i would like my bag. i told him in the morning would be great. he then said "well how about right now?" he was just in the driveway. (the guy with the bag, not the father in law). i hate it when people mess with me when i am not coherent.