OMG

Just received my copy of Kristine Sa's fourth album, Hopeless Romantic, and am in tears at how great it is!!

Back...maybe

More to do about me...

• Thanks to rest stops and service station latrines I've learned that 3.8 Liters equals one Gallon
• I refuse to fold fitted sheets...it's impossible!
• I have trouble using straws.
• I like making lists (but forget them at home when we go shopping)
• Every single time I go to San Francisco I drive down Lombard Street and then go to Coit Tower. I take a picture of each from the other.
• I abhor getting to the point where I have to bathe with the tiny slivers at the end of the life of a bar of soap.
• I read while standing at the toilet doing number one.

Come here often? 

It's a good thing I'm no longer in the dating scene.  This would be my best pick-up line ever....

"Hello miss, I was wondering if you could help me with something?"

"Uh sure, what can I do for you?"

"Does this rag smell like chloroform to you?"

Unsure...

I'm not too sure of what to post so here is a video of a giant slug eating a flower...

My Hero... 

Now here's a guy I can really look up to!

Heavy...

My posts seem to be generally lighthearted and carefree.  I seldom delve into topics that are too thought provoking or debate inductive.  However, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately and here is the result.  My heaviest post in a long while...

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I wonder...


Is it OK to yell 'MOVIE' in a crowded firehouse? 

Houseguest

Now that we have our very first houseguest, I'm learning how to walk around the apartment not naked.  It's harder than you think!  After only assaulting the visual senses of the wife I seem to have started to scar the lives of others as well.  My poops now need to be confined to the second bathroom and leaving underwear on the couch is no longer acceptable.  I've learned it is in bad taste to "accidentally" walk into the shower when already occupied by a non significant other and the restraining order will help me refrain from that again.  Eating straight from the pot, chugging juice from the carton and taking bites out of the cheese wheel must no longer occur.  Surfing for porn now takes place after hours (as opposed to noon) and without sound...which was the good part.  The PS2 is a communal tool, I've discovered, especially with two Final Fantasy fanatics here now. 

All is no lost, however. There is a 50% increase in dishwashing efficiency and leftovers consumption.  I have another person to blame my methane emissions and food spills on.  It feels good to know that the hard work put into making the apartment beautiful (all because of my better half) is being utilized and appreciated.  With the addition of another beautiful soul, this place feels even more loving.  Welcome home, my friend whose name begins with K.

Happiness is...