I am aaawww awwone! Ted has flown off to Pittsburg for his work, and Shaun has been working ninety thousand hour (Title Wave is moving, and the contractors are lazy gits who haven’t gotten most of the work done, so Shaun’s been putting in *major* overtime) and it’s just me, two kitties and a puppy. The latter of whom is chewing on a rock. Puppies are very weird. Um. I don’t know much else. I’m supposed to go on a 120 mile bike ride, the fundraiser for the American Lung…
liner notes!
SO COOL! *bwahahahaha* As Ted and I were on our way out the door, Emily called. Emily called to say she’d been in her union meeting, which was VERY BORING, and so she’d begun reading the liner notes for Urban Family Dog‘s new CD, 3-Finger Charlie, and it had all the individual band members and their thanks-to blurbs, and then it had a thanks-to blurb from UFD as a whole. They thanked wives and Scott P…I forget his last name. Scott who’s the promoter at 14 Below, and Tony and,…
fucking netscape
Fucking, fucking, *fucking* Netscape.
dented, mark 2
Now I am all dented a second time! Three of my teefs have new seals on them! Now they will not rot away! (Ok, so I’m easily excited. Overlook the gratuitous use of exclamation points and all is well.)
ted!
Ted! Do not forget you have a 10am dentist appointment!