I'm on the bloody precipice

Yes. My show is almost here and in celebration of it's arrival here's some Star Trek >>>



And here's the best thing Lenoard Nimoy has ever participated in >>>

IT'S COMING::::

Pretty

Crystal Antlers>>> Yes please.

Be Inspired: Homeward Bound:: Shadow the Golden

Yesterday Zack and I watched Homeward Bound and it was just as wonderful as I remember. They say time heals all wounds but apparently my sympathy for the brave and loyal golden retriever Shadow lives on. This one's for you old boy:



Hey, if you're interested in attainting that winning tribute track contact vegetaluver on YouTube and she will get it to you as soon as possible. Do it.

Just when you thought this post couldn't get any better this happens:



Next up: Beaches

Neverending Tuesday

Tuesdays are usually pretty light in terms of work and classes, but not this week. Somehow, like a dark mist, it snuck up on me and consumed my entire existence. It wasn't all bad and it wasn't all good, in fact it was quite a mix of things.

Here is a brief breakdown of some of the highs and lows of Tuesday (because I know you're interested):
11:15 nearly died an aerobicized death -
2:03 experienced satisfaction after a good Barry meeting +
2:14 commenced show card panic attack -
5:20 went to the park +
7:28 felt encouraged and productive +
8:51 consumed orange whip and shrimp burrito +
10:40 spied on Rory's Dad +
10:45 relished a Clem Snide concert at Spaceland ++
11:50 received wrist trauma from flying drumstick at said concert +/-
2:25 became an accomplice in the murder of a possum (opossum) -
2:35 locked keys in car -
3:10 cursed photoshop -
5:00 had an uncomfortable encounter with a cleaning lady -
6:40 saw the sunrise +/-
7:23 locked keys in the yearbook room -
7:32 stalked apartment until let in by a morning person -
7:40 crashed +

So Much Like Us

Zack took some tips from Stiggy this weekend and decided to play in the blinds. After I made him.



He secretly loved it.



Aww yeah.

Mine.

Today I entered the library for my usual purpose, to rent a dvd. After a fruitless search for Magnolia I headed to the computers for some google investigation. On my way out I passed the "books for sale" rack which is typically filled with indiscernible pamphlets, sports books (everyone knows jocks can't read) and various sermons on tape. There is the occasional gem as was the case today and for a meager 10 cents I was sold. it was too good to pass up.
At the check out I presented my purchase to the cute chubby cheeked library worker. She then opened the cover to reveal the price. This conversation followed:

"Ooooo. That's all it costs?!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah!" I replied matching her enthusiasm.
"Wowww," she said smiling, sliding the book over that metal deactivation thing that I don't understand and was pretty sure was doing nothing.
"I know," I said pushing a dime across the counter with my index finger.

Then she handed me the book.
"This is yours," she said, looking me straight in the eye.

It was so official.
I wish all my purchases were this epic.