📅 December 2012

This morning we heard a lot of noise in one of the servant bedrooms on the third floor. At first I just thought it was the tortoise in his room on the 2nd floor but as we listened you could hear the pitter patter of a squirrel.

When I got up there I expected him to be in the attic above there but he was in one of the rooms. I seriously have no idea how he got in but he tore stuff up so he must have been there a while.

We chased him around and around with blankets till we finally caught him but not before ran up @terry 3 times. I just wrapped the blankets up real tight and brought him outside. My worst fear was he would somehow get set free as I was carryong him out.

Last night we went to Left Bank for one of @terry's friend's surprise birthday party. We didn't sit down for dinner but we had some delicious seafood apetizers including shrimp on a base of artichoke hearts.

Saw this woman tossing a sign around in stiletto heels in 20 degree weather. I was thinking what a freakin redic job being sexy outside in the tundra like wind. Once I got closer I realized it was a robot. A robot in stiletto heels.

Its true they are, "takin our jorbs."

I think I eat a balanced diet but I realized I barely eat carbs. The carb pile was black rice, while grain rice puffs and mung bean noodles. They never made it into the pic.

I love grocery trips that involve both clam and lamb.

I wish I had realized this before. There is an actual facility where you can go to drop off electronics instead of having to wait for a specific day. Its called Sunnking and its at 1120 Seneca Street. I just wish it, as well as, the metal scraping facilities were open on Sundays.

Animated gifs on mu blog reminds me of the early 2000s.

We replaced the garage lock with another lock I had laying around. Ironically it was called defiant, and the only way it would work was upside down.

What is with this sick pizza? I can't believe its still out like someone is going to buy it?

I also can't believe that spam is $4.59 for a can. You could buy fancy wild caught tuna or a pound of beef for that price.

It was all downhill tonight. After I lost all my money I decided to look into how the slots are programmed. I thought it might be cool to be a programmer for the machines. I mean some of them are pretty awesome nowadays.

Then I read this report about electronic slots cheating and read that the programmer turned star witness got "shot in the back of his head in his mobile home." I couldn't decide what was more a shocking, that they killed him or that the guy who programmed the chips that raked in millions by cheating lived in a fucking trailer home. How unfair is that?