cbtreks

Or at least in the top 10 (I think this is actually a conversion error from converting an Adobe document to Word but still great):

the bawd of directors

Another favorite is "small clams court".

Ok, back to work!

I'm still subscribed to several job lists, even though I began a new job in April (and don't intend to leave it anytime soon). Mostly because I still look at librarian listings - you never know! - and partly because I'm too lazy to unsub. I just saw one in my email box - for a detailer at Frito Lay. I keep wondering what a detailer at Frito Lay does? Makes sure each potato chip is the perfect size and shape for dipping? Makes sure each Frito will stand up to the spicy cheese dip and guacamole? Makes sure each Lime Flavored Tostito has the perfect amount of lime flavoring and salt so you don't get any sad, naked chips in the bag? I suppose in real life, it's for their fleet of delivery trucks and vans but the other might be more fun. (And now I want some lime flavored Tostitos with sour cream or some salsa verde Doritos.)

I just saw something in a Target ad and heard myself say out loud, "Oh my gosh, I want that so bad."

It was a Dyson animal vacuum cleaner. I just declared out loud how much I want a specific vacuum cleaner. I am definitely middle aged! (In all fairness we have two cats and a beige carpet. We need a really, really good vacuum cleaner. The one we have - and it's only a few years old - just can't keep up.)

Buffy Anne Summers.
Mary Ann Summers.

Do you suppose Buffy's dad had a favorite aunt who was thought dead for years after a short island tour was hit by a devastating storm?

It's just a little game we play each winter in the upper Midwest. (And no doubt everywhere that has cold, snowy winters.)

I laughed out loud when I saw this, because it's so true. The caption says Michigan, but it applies here in northern Indiana as well, and probably everywhere that has winters like this. I'm happy I haven't lost a tire or rim - the potholes are particularly horrendous on the part of 331 I drive to and from work - and hope I can get through the winter without any damage. Except, perhaps, to my alignment because I think that's a lost cause.

'Cause surely this is a sign of an apocalypse: I was in CVS this morning and saw a Justin Bieber singing toothbrush.

(Of course, to be fair, if I'd seen a Bay City Rollers singing toothbrush when I was 12, I probably would've begged for it.)

I think of you every time I see this LOL cat:




(Snagged from icanhascheezburger.com)

Well, the narrated PowerPoint presentation is done and turned in. (Forgot to mention that, didn't I? That's because it was pretty short and easy. Although I hate listening to it - my headset picks up every single breath; I feel like I'm listening to myself make an obscene phone call.)

I've modified my subject a little and am writing about different ways in general to make reference service more welcoming to patrons. I'm not going to be happy with my paper and I don't expect to get the full 10 points - but I'm happier now than I was last night. Still need two more references, but they're easier to find since I've broadened my topic. 396 words to go! After that, I need to participate in some of the discussion boards, take a quiz by Sunday night, and do my class evaluation - and my third class will be done! Woo hoo!

Oh, to make last night even more exciting than it already was - we had a tornado warning while I was sitting at Martin's. Make that two - we got the second before the first had even expired. The sky was so pitch black at 8:50 that it looked like 3:00 a.m. on a moonless night. (It's not dark here till closer to 10:00. It's 9:45 now and getting dusky outside but still light enough to read.) When I saw that sky, I packed up my computer, preparing to move to the restroom if the siren went off, and about that time someone made an announcement over the store intercom for everyone to go to the produce section. (Because, they told us later, if the siren went off - meaning a tornado was nearby - we could go into the coolers for safety.) After about 20 minutes of standing around and watching some very cool lightning, they told us the warning was lifted and people could finish their shopping. They'd closed the store, though, because the power had gone out and they were running on a generator. I was home by 9:30 - and it was much lighter than at 8:50 - and Irish and the neighbors were picking up tree branches, including one pretty big limb. Fortunately it missed the house and cars that were parked on the street, and we never did lose power at home, so everything's good. We had 84 mph winds in Mishawaka!

I love storms - thought I don't really want to experience a tornado. (They've been close enough that we've had to go to the basement or an interior room more than once in my life, but so far I've avoided actually experiencing one.)

Ok, two hours to go. Hope I can pull 396 more words out of my butt by then!

(One of my cousins has a young - 4 or 5 year old - son who one day last year kept pestering his mom for something - a snack or toy or something - that she didn't have. Finally she got exasperated and said, "B! What do you want me to do? Pull it out of my butt??" His eyes got big and he said, "Mom! I didn't know you could do magic tricks!")

I have a quiz to turn in by tomorrow, two (short) papers due Wednesday, and a final version of my ePortfolio to finish by next Friday. So I'm cleaning out my inbox and checking my bookmarks for broken links and dead webpages. (What? I have a vacation day tomorrow and the rest of the weekend to do homework....)

Improv Everywhere does, among other things, spontaneous musicals. This page has three:

Spontaneous Musicals

I think we need spontaneous musicals around here. (But I'm not volunteering!)

A friend asked him on Facebook what he was doing for Lent. He said, "Picking it out of my belly button."