Archive for December, 2007

Overheard at the pub

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Scene: A couple is sitting at the bar. He has just ordered shots for the two of them. The bartender is waiting to hear what type of shot they’d each like.

Her: I’d better just have the Bailey’s. I have an early AM meeting.

Bartender: *long pause. confused stare*

Her: What?

Bartender: I thought you said ‘AA meeting.’

Boat House open house

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007 | Uncategorized | No Comments

boat house

A note to the locals: If you’ve ever been curious about what the inside of the Boat House on Cambridge Ave. on the East Side is like, Paul Finger — the boat’s captain — is holding an art exhibit there this coming weekend. Hours are Noon-6pm Saturday, Dec. 15 and Sunday, Dec. 16.

And here are some samples of Leroy Ebert’s paintings if you want an idea of the kind of art that will be on display.

It was all going so well…

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007 | Uncategorized | 4 Comments

…until they let us out early for that snow day. After that, it was mostly downhill.

Got home, found the parking lot wasn’t plowed and I couldn’t get the car up the hill on the driveway. Parked illegally on the street and went to go shovel the hill. Got that done, got back to the car, only to find out that it now stalls out once the tach drops below 1000 RPM. Managed to limp the car back to the drive and after several attempts, finally make it up the hill…only to get stuck in the snow in the lot. Got the shovel, shoveled a path to my parking spot. Finally got the car parked, hoping the stalling out thing will correct itself by morning. Decided that while I was out there, I may as well shovel the back walk and the garbage cart area. Got back in the house — finally — tired and soaked (it was still snowing the entire time I was out). Did a little work and decided to go to the pub. The pub was the only good part of the afternoon/evening.

Spent half the night awake, tending to a sick kitty (gericatrics are so much work sometimes) and waiting for the ibuprofin to kick in, as every muscle in my arms and shoulders was rebelling against both the shoveling and the flu shot earlier in the day. Finally managed to get a little sleep. Was woken up an hour early by the neighbors upstairs making too damned much noise for 7 in the morning. Got back to sleep a little, until the other cat woke me up by hacking up a hairball. Decided the gods were against me and got up. Realized ibuprofin had worn off and it now hurt to raise my arms. Again. Took more ibuprofin and a long, hot shower. Fought with the cat to take her meds. Finally made it out of the house and out to the car. That stalling thing? Still happening. Cursed the car for awhile and decided to just take the bus. Made it to within 20 feet of the bus stop and realized I didn’t have exact change. Went back home, got change, went back to the bus stop. Decided buses are only fun if you don’t have to take them.


This day had better improve a little.

Snow day!

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

The bosses just cut us all loose. Humorously enough, about 2 minutes later, “Let It Snow” came on the stereo. Let it snow, indeed.

We are vultures.

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007 | Uncategorized | 4 Comments

With well over 1/4 of our staff out today, the rest of us still managed to lay waste to a client’s Christmas basket in under record time. This basket plus two apples barely made it 15 minutes.


OMG. Yes.

Monday, December 10th, 2007 | General | No Comments

Bacon chocolate chip cookies with maple cinnamon glaze

Now if you’ll all excuse me, I think I just drooled on myself and need to go clean up.

Just priceless.

Friday, December 7th, 2007 | Tunes! | 2 Comments

Our tree-trimming party at work is going on right now. Someone put Christmas carols on the stereo. One of them is a version of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah.”

No one seems to be able to figure out why I think that’s hilarious.

Naturally, I had to go dig up this post from Vidiot’s blog so I could sing along. Thank you, m@. That comment is the holiday gift that just keeps on giving.

My coworkers rock

Friday, December 7th, 2007 | Tunes! | No Comments

There’s a nice little write up in the Shepherd on 1956’s new disk. And they’re playing tonight at Stonefly, in case you’re so impressed by the review that you’d like to check out their new sound in person. Which you should. You’ll have a good time. (Fan as I am of the new-ish sound, I will kind of miss the old screamy stuff, just ‘coz it was such fun to watch Jason make some noise. He’s so damned quiet most of the time.)

I’ll give it a whirl

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007 | Cocktail Hour | 1 Comment

U.S.-made absinthe? Huh. Hey, as long as it’s not as bad as the Czech stuff, I’ll give it a try.

Plus you’ve just got to love things with monkeys on the label, especially monkeys that confuse and disturb the government.

Two good things about Dec. 5

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007 | You Call This News? | 1 Comment

1) It’s the fabulous Miss BB’s birthday. Happy birthday, BB!! I hope the birthday gnomes were good to you this year.

2) It’s the anniversary of the repeal of prohibition. Don’t forget to hug your 21st Amendment. (You’ll notice Wisconsin was the second to ratify it.) If you need me, I’ll be at the pub.


Tuesday, December 4th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 5 Comments

I pulled out of the lot at work tonight and got behind a UPS truck. It dislodged the world’s largest fenderburg. I couldn’t swerve out of its way (well, not without hitting the oncoming car), so I drove over it.

CLUNK! Felt that on the undercarriage.

About halfway home, I noticed the car was a little louder than usual. As in “brand new hole in the muffler” louder.

Thanks, UPS truck.


Saturday, December 1st, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 8 Comments

Stopped in the store on my way home last night to grab a few cans of cat food. Cost was $1.46. Cashier accidentally rang in that I gave her exact change, instead of the $2 I gave her. She stared at the register for a bit and looked confused. Then she wandered away.

I looked down the counter and saw her using a calculator to figure out what she owed me.

Even worse: She came back to the register, then apparently forgot what the change total should be and had to go back over to the calculator for a second look.

Good thing I didn’t give her $2.01. Could have been there all night.