I am NOT death, in case that is what you were expecting.

(more…)

Michael:(lifting something heavy) Ook!
Me: You’re not a librarian!

It’s amazing how one jerk can ruin your entire afternoon.

Despite being busy, most everyone has been polite and patient, and it’s been a pleasant experience.

However.

One phone call from the Rudest Woman in Morgantown was enough to make me rant for thirty minutes. I simply don’t understand how one human being can be so horrific. Was she raised by rabid raccoons and never properly socialized? Does she want to make everyone around her as cranky and miserable as she is?

Bah. I think I’ll go get some chocolate. Chocolate makes everything better.

ADDENDUM the First:
Twice in ONE DAY! What have I done to deserve this?!

Nope. Not for another week or two.

I could not believe how busy things were today. In six months it seems like we’ve already outgrown our new facility. But maybe things will be better towards the end of the week.

For the rest of the night, I’m going to collapse and do as little as possible.

Michael: (meekly) Can you do something for me?
Me: What?
Michael: Pull up the poison ivy along the driveway?

Since I have never gotten poison ivy–even when everyone else I was with became covered in it, I’m pretty sure I’m not sensitive to it. So I get the job of removing it when Michael finds it.

Mind you, I’m not stupid. I wear gloves and use a plastic bag to pull it up and immediately wrap it up and throw it away.

But still, sometimes it’s good to be able to do something Michael can’t.

This is me, not looking at my retirement fund for awhile.

La la la la la la!

Very unlikely…

(more…)

Stardust opens this weekend.

It’s an adaptation of Neil Gaiman’s graphic novel/novel of the same name, that you REALLY SHOULD GO SEE!

Because Neil Gaiman is the BEST.

Plus, I’ve heard comparisons to The Princess Bride so it HAS to be good!

I am fascinated by this list of 1930s American Slang.

As I love crime novels and historical novels, much of the slang was either familiar to me or made sense. Although there were some words that even I–who use the word Trollop on a regular basis–found strange. “togged to the bricks” and “skin tickler” just sound weird, even when compared to “shake a leg” and “big house”.

But I am sure that this list will come in handy at some point.

(via Stereo Describes by Scenario)

Mechanical bugs at Insect Lab.

Incredible.

As soon as I saw these I immediately thought of my supervisor/boss when I was an undergraduate student. The grooms cake at his wedding was two ladybugs.

“We can categorically state that we have not released man-eating badgers into the area.“

I actually heard about this several weeks ago, but didn’t find a print mention until now.

“What’d you think of (Person A)?”
“She’s SMOKIN’ hot!”

Ah, the joys of working with men.

One last geek out before bed…

Is it just me, or does anyone else want to modify those hanging from the ceiling exit signs so the ones near the door read:

</EXIT>

Yeah, I thought it was just me.

Here’s one of my favorite jokes, which has become an inside joke between me and Michael.

One atom turns to another and says, “I think I’ve lost and electron.”
Are you sure?” says the second atom?
“I’m positive,” says the first.