Archive for February, 2007

I Take It All Back!

Tuesday, February 20th, 2007

This is unbelievable. I called the Traffic Court peeps today to ask them how I could pay my ticket, and two things:
1. When I first called, the robot said, “You have. seventy. nine. callers ahead of you. in the queue.” And I said, “Uggghhhhhh, are you kidding, Robot?” and the robot didn’t answer. But […]

Stupid Presidents!

Monday, February 19th, 2007

Happy President’s Day, my ass.
This morning I decided to attack the pile of clothes that was trying to defy gravity by towering precariously on a chair in my room. As I gathered an armload of clothes that were too dirty to put away, yet too clean to put in the laundry, out fluttered a […]

I-Am-A-Robot-Would-You-Like-A-Coke-Madam

Thursday, February 15th, 2007

You may be familiar with my stance on the horrible injustice that is this: It is seven years past “the future” (the year 2000), and we still do not have personal robots to do our bidding and talk in adorable robot voices. If you’re not familiar with said stance, here’s a refresher.
Today on my morning […]

And Tigger, Too

Thursday, February 8th, 2007

One thing I don’t understand, and you don’t see it much in L.A., but I feel like in North Carolina it was/is an epidemic: Why do some pregnant women or women with small children start dressing like small children? Why do they wear Winnie-the-Pooh shirts? I want to say to them, just in case […]

Oscar Said It Best

Wednesday, February 7th, 2007

I don’t complain much on this blog, do I? I mean, not counting complaining about automatic-flush toilets, but that’s only because they are made by demons and if you look far down enough into the bowl you can see glimpses of hell.
But usually I’m pretty upbeat. So I decided I get a free pass today. […]

Two Things:

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

I have some adorable new sneakers that I’ve been wearing nonstop since I got them, but there’s one problem. The fabric on the inside of them is a nice fuzzy felt-y fabric. It feels delightful to the touch, but it grips my socks and tugs them down as soon as I start walking. I can’t […]