Author: Craig

The sitcom “everybody loves Raymond.” is done. Over.

Too bad about syndication. When I die and go to hell I’ll be forced to watch that over and over.

Yep. That and “Small Wonder” episodes.

Mourn for me.

I apologize to those who I didn’t call and are hearing about this from reading LJ – to hard to talk about.

Our most favored (and spoiled) cat, Samwise, died on Friday past. We came home to find him on his favorite chair. It looked like it happened in his sleep and was quick. (bad week for our furry friends, eh, ? 🙁
I have to look at these last six months as six extra months we were lucky enough to have had with him. Poor monkey didn’t give us any signs of being sick or in any pain or discomfort. He led a fulfilled, happy, warm and comforted life. Westu hal, Samwise.

I’m turning off comments for the post – I thank everyone for their well wishes, but I didn’t want to turn it into a hugsfest.

It just isn’t right.

I, as always, blame W.

You know what I need?

(ok, yeah I do need that, you pervs. However I had something else in mind)

I need the little green fairy to make a delivery to a certain glass jar that has been empty for entirely far too long. You know, the jar that smells of those nights in bangkok(though not during a Chess Championship)?

So today in class, a book by H. Rider Haggard was brought up: She

So, have any of you read it?

Reactions? Interpretationis? Opinions?

Perhaps I should get another stomach flu.

I accidentally put on old pants today and they fit. (ok, a bit tight, but actually nice tight, not gross tight).
It was funny. I thought “damn, these pants are tight! I really have to find time to excersize more.” Then I noticed they were my damn these pants don’t fit anymore pants. You know, those I can’t even button these pants pants.

So I wore em. 😀

And I’m back to about 95% healthy today.

I’m at work and slooow

On Saturday night we attended a housewarming party at our friends Noel and Kim. There I picked up the worst stomach flu bug I’ve had. Food poisoning-level stomach cramping stomach flu.

Sunday was spent in pain and weakness.

Today is home with same bug which I unfortunately shared with her, poor dear.

I’m slowly re-introducing solid food by way mostly of oats, bread, vitamins and water.

In other news, Queens of the Stone age has a new album coming out: colour me ecstatic.

So how’s come nobody’s talkin’ about the Geobbles-style GOP plant yet?

Oh, and guess what? That’s a pseudonym, not his real name.

Oh, and guess what else? He may have looked at the CIA docs in the Plame Outing scandal, and is subpeanoed.

When will this fucking house of cards fall? Jeezus! What does Bush the younger have to do? Fataly sodomize a 2-year-old then snort coke off his dead back? Or would that just be “spreading freedom?”

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I’ve been playing with some art that my friend Noel created. We’re making business cards for our NorthWest Tiki Crawl org.

I thought I’d share:

Where did my hair go?

On Saturday and I went to Bishops on Hawthorne. I now have very little hair. Heather got a great bob, angled from the back.
We then went to spend Xmas money on clothes. It was very successful for both of us. A shot in the arm for our winter wardrobe.

Boring update, but there it is.

Pictures soon of my naked head.