I figure everyone needs the chance to watch a screech owl take a bath and then be blow dried.
I don’t have much to say because I’m sucked into a book at the moment (if it ends well, I’ll post about it later), but I did take a brief break earlier for Tim Minchin. One should always take a Tim Minchin break if they have the time.
I recommend sticking around all the way to the end because the last joke probably would have resulted in a spit-take if I’d been drinking when I heard it.
I intended to go out today, but then snow and frigid temperatures happened.
Instead, I stayed home and did my best Arthur Dent impression (pajamas and a robe all day) and drank a lot of tea while playing on the internet and absolutely not watching an episode of Sherlock weeks before it’s scheduled to air in the US.
The tea of the day in the Queen of Awesome castle was black tea with spearmint leaves and sponsored by quite a different set of space travelers.
PS: If ‘The Sign of Three’ doesn’t make you laugh hysterically, there may be something wrong with you.
Oh, Chiefs. After last season’s 2-14 record, I was determined not to watch anymore. I’d been burned and wasn’t going to fall for it again.
Oh, but then you started to win. I’d flip over to 101.1 and you were winning. I’d get on Twitter and you were winning. You went 9-0 and I (and, I’d like to think, the nation) was suitably impressed. I even bought myself a new Chiefs shirt. I was off the wagon.
Today, I went over to a friend’s house and watched the first half of the game. It was beautiful. We were spanking the Colts and their reaction was basically “what the hell is happening to us?” Unfortunately, they figured out what the hell happened during the half and turned the game around and won.
So here we are, 11-5 and we got one game into the playoffs. And you know what? I’m fucking thrilled. This is so much better than last year that I don’t even care that the Chiefs kept up their time-honored tradition of choking in the playoffs.
I’m looking forward to seeing if they keep up this level of playing next season. In the meantime, I’ll console myself with the knowledge that the first Royals Spring Training game is on 2/27.
Is it just me, or have people been on Pinterest a lot lately? I don’t know if it’s because of work being slow due to the holidays or people using it to make their lives shinier for the new year, but I’ve gotten a lot of notifications on it lately.
If you don’t already follow me on Pinterest, you can find me here. My most popular boards seem to be Tasty Goodness, Doctor Who and Vintage Clothing. Pin away! Send me some good pins, while you’re at it.
I have plans for the weekend of 3/14. They involve me wearing my super duper Veronica Mars t-shirt and sitting my ass down in a theater and watching my most anticipated movie of 2014. That’s right, it rates even higher on the excitement scale for me than The Winter Soldier (hello, Chris Evans!) and The Fault In Our Stars.
It occurs to me that you may not yet have cried so hard this year that your eyes got all puffy and gross. Let me help you fix that problem!
There’s going to be a movie coming out in June and I’m really looking forward to it.
I’ve been informed that I need to share my Christmas wishlist so people can buy me things.
As I like presents, I feel like I should link you to my Amazon Christmas wishlist.
If you want a Christmas card from me, you have until the 15th to send me your address. If you don’t have an alternate method of contacting me, leave a comment and I’ll send you an email.
I’ve seen this talk a few times and I love it. I admire her perspective, her poetry and the way that she speaks.
I feel lucky when I can say three sentences without fumbling for words and then making a crack about how I speak for a living and here she is, speaking for 18 minutes and sounding confident and rhythmic.
(And yes, I know that there’s at least two people who saw that title and wondered if the pod people have me. They don’t, it’s just the name of the talk.)