Oh, what a shitty day at work. I am about to kill a co-worker. I will leave it at that.

But I just remembered something I meant to post. And some other random crap.

• Kibarashi is closing?! This weekend I noticed a big orange "SEIZED" sign in the window- apparently they didn't pay their taxes?! Yowza...

• I was supposed to go to dinner at the Chop House tonight. But I had to miss it. BOOO!

• As I walked in to work this AM, it hit me: summer is over. Fall is in the air. Just like that. Sad, sad day.

• formication |ˌfôrmiˈkā sh ən|

noun
a sensation like insects crawling over the skin.

This is a great word, in part because it sounds dirty. And it describes how I feel right now. On the way home from work, I suddenly noticed a spider running around my dashboard. And then, it ran out of my view. And it was really dark, so I couldn't tell where it went. Until all of the sudden in the glare of the headlights, I saw it was on the steering wheel. And then I lost it again. I am not especially scared of spiders- but I still don't like NOT knowing where it is, and now keep thinking I feel it crawling all over me. YUCK.

Oh yeah, and formication is a well-described and fairly common symptom/side effect of cocaine .

Ok, so hodown's hello kitty story reminded me of some randomness.

Yesterday I was on the yahoo homepage, and in addition to the thai police/hello kitty story, they also had this one:

"Boy feels 'ripped off' by cougar attack"

basically this kid was attacked by a cougar, and is just pissed that it disrupted his vacation.

And another...
So there are some sick wealthy areas in my hometown.
Including this one 'estate', called Gray Craig. Growing up we knew some people that lived in the carriage house or something, but I've never been further than that and have never even seen the main house or anything. It's really fancy- 12 bedrooms and 24,000 sq ft or something like that.


In any case. Apparently Nicholas Cage just bought the place- for something like $16 million. My dad says it's been in the newspaper like every day.

Well this weekend my parents went to a party at some friends' house, which happens to be across the street, and a car carrier pulled up to unload SIX of his cars. Lamborghinis, Ferraris etc. Apparently he owns 14 houses or something, but I guess they think that since he's actually keeping some cars at this one, that he might actually be planning on spending some time there.

Not that I especially love Nicholas Cage, but I think he'd be the most famous person we've had live in town.