Current Mood:
Playful
Geoffrey and Emily were playing with the blow-up hammers they got at the PNE.
Geoffrey: Emily’s hammer is bigger than mine.
Me: But do you know how to use it?
Geoffrey: Yeah.
Me: Okay then.
Current Mood:
Playful
Geoffrey and Emily were playing with the blow-up hammers they got at the PNE.
Geoffrey: Emily’s hammer is bigger than mine.
Me: But do you know how to use it?
Geoffrey: Yeah.
Me: Okay then.
Current Mood:
Playful
The other night I had a dream that I was hired to be a dealer for a high-stakes poker game in some guy’s garage.
Later, I agreed to a poker hand with a rich guy for lots of money, but instead of cards we used comics from my collection. I’m happy to report that my quads of the same issue of Cherry Poptart (NSFW) beat a full house of 2 different classic issues of Incredible Hulk.
So I get from this that I’d better finish indexing my comics so I can make some money from them, and I miss playing poker.
Current Mood:
Bored
The Sandman comic books introduced the idea of the library of unwritten books. Here is an excerpt from one of those books:
The old man’s eyes glistened with the promise of tears as he finished his story.
“A woman like that comes along but once in a lifetime. I would have given her anything she asked of me. In the end I did…I gave her her freedom.”
Current Mood:
Confused
You know what I hate?
People that press Cancel on the microwave early and don’t press it a second time to clear the display. What, do you think you’re being nice to the next person so can use that 14 seconds themselves?
Plus, when I walk by clocks I generally note the time. 0:14 is not the time.
Is it really so tough to press Cancel one more time?
Current Mood:
Cool
Trying to figure out the meaning of life is like an ant trying to comprehend human nature as the foot comes down. — Jim Allison
Current Mood:
Sad
http://io9.com/5283524/a-funeral-for-a-time-lord
Let this be my official notice that when I die I want to be cremated and my ashes put into an urn-sized police box.
Allons-y!
Current Mood:
Surprised
Did you know I’ve lived (if you count the last time I lived in Abbotsford) next to an activity centre with a pool for over a year, and never went in once? Yeah.
So in an attempt to better myself, confidence-wise regarding swimming (which I suck at), and getting in better shape, off I go tonight! I’ll try to do this after work on my free nights, since I have nothing better to do.
Current Mood:
Playful
Dear work,
You make so many demands on my time. You are sometimes long and hard, and you exhaust me. Some days I just don’t even want to get out of bed because of you.
Still, without you my kids wouldn’t be able to live. My life would really kind of suck. I’m better off with you than without you.
Also, I’m using work as a metaphor for my penis.
Sincerely, Jim
Current Mood:
Angry
Last night’s dream was the emotional equivalent of kicking a man while he’s down — no, not enough — kicking him in the nuts while he’s down.
So screw you, subconscious, and the Id you rode in on!
Current Mood:
Cool
My shyness is the cloud cover to my radiant heart.
– Jim Allison