I was going to write up this big long post about an argument I had today on my stairs with a lady, but then it got too long so here's the abriged version: I walked back from the grocery store to find a lady in the act of stealing a delivery package from my front steps. She was doing this weird thing where she picked up the package and knocked on the front door, and then as I approached she tried to tell me that it had been delivered to her house (though I had spotted the package waiting on our porch about an hour earlier when was I heading off to Giant) and she was just trying to get it to the rightful owner. Then she tried to take off with the package ("I'll just bring it back later") but I stopped her and insisted that she leave it with me instead.

Thieves these days are so pushy. On the upside she said "you have a blessed day" when she gave it to me. And I am feeling better today (the past two days I've been sick). Now I just have to get an impossible amount of work done before Monday.

(Friday is Emoc- Banjolina Jolie's last performance before Eric moves and, coincidentally, Kate's brother Daniel is visiting this weekend)
me: btw, if you and daniel are looking for something to do on friday night.. i heard there's supposed to be a pretty good band playing at solly's
kate: by pretty good do you mean not so good but your friend's in the band?

I wasn't planning on posting today, but XKCD today is too good to not mention. I have had that exact dream before. (And thought exactly "shitshitshit!") My work is coming along, though this morning my laptop's network card decided to stop recognizing my router, and I don't have the permissions to mess with it. I love it when my laptop has problems and it doesn't give me permission to fix them. Hopefully when I restart it a little later it'll work itself out, otherwise I'm going to be spending a lot of time in the office this biweek (yuck!).

(netflix user review of the movie Southland Tales)
There's a story about the film "Team America: World Police" that I would love to know is true. Supposedly, in one of the screenings of the film for Paramount, as the film opened with old-fashioned marionettes (before pulling back a wider shot revealing more elaborate puppets) that a studio exec exclaimed, "Oh, God, they f**ked us!" I can't help but wonder if studio execs at Sony might have had the same reaction from their first peek at Richard Kelly's "Southland Tales."

Why is it when you have more than one attorney, it's called a harem of "attorneys" but if you have more than one power supply they're spelled "supplies". Surprisingly, if you look around you can find a rebel website or two who call them supplys, though that word looks awkward.

Pretty busy with work, among other things. Quick update here. Recently I mangled my first attempt at homemade mojitos, mangled my first attempt at my mom's style fried rice, and discovered I'm developing an increasing double chin (Kate says I'm not nodding vigorously enough).

(commenting on an article by Scott Jones, editor of "crispy gamer" website, about how he voted for Fallout 3 as game of the year even though he secretly disliked the game)
Baby Arm: Note to parents: if your child has a vagina, don't name it Scott.