Thankfully it was not an expensive blade.
Someone broke into my car today and stole my custom homemade picnic bag. Such a bummer, I’ll have to build a new one.
Thankfully they ignored the tools, the ipod touch in the console, the stereo, etc. I figured a minivan would be a low-value target for such things.
Oh well, right?
Rough day at work, then the bus driver closes the door on me when I try to get on the bus. Time to go home and relax.
Carrie: “I don’t know what this is, but I’ll eat it.”
This is one of those mornings when it is somewhat less enjoyable to live in Seattle. The thermometer read 26f when I headed out the door.
Good day to go out to eat with Velma. Everyone else is watching the stupor bowl.
I saw this on my way to work this morning, figured it was worth taking a picture of.
Let me start by saying I like giving gifts. I also tend to like receiving gifts. But I dislike gifts given that have no real “meaning”.
Case in point, this gift today from the temp agency that I work with. It was a leather portfolio. With the company name embossed in HUGE ugly letters on the front. (I dislike such corporate advertising, but I digress)
Why did they give me this? I am guessing because I make them money, without them doing much of anything. Which to me is the wrong reason to give gifts.
Perhaps it’s just me. But even “obligatory” gifts should only be given when someone is doing meaningful work in my opinion.
Snowed last night. Thankfully it is above freezing out so the roads are not iced. Looks pretty.
I walked past this Weiner Mobile on the way to work. Didn’t think these things existed anymore.
Just… Wow… I have no good words to describe this.
I thought this looked cool so I took a photo with my new tablet
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