Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Three for the Road (Yellow Brick version)
It’s late and I feel like I need to get in touch with the part of my life that almost makes sense but really just makes me giggle. To which end:
* I realized today that our three Netflix flix were, as of this morning: Yellow, Brick, and Cars – which is, in large part, about a road. And my bedside reading is Wicked. Coincidence? I think not. Ozfest, here I come!
* Some company is trying to publicize its line of hair products with giveaways near my office – hot drinks and scrunchies. I have no compunction about getting myself a free cup of coffee on their dime. It’s pretty bad coffee but it’s still nice to have something to sip as I stroll my leisurely way to work. However, I think they went a little too far chasing me down today to foist two packs of hair scrunchies on me. As I looked with befuddlement at the elasticized bands in the palm of my hand, the shill took stock of my shiny, shiny scalp and backpedaled: “They can be for your girlfriend, maybe!” I think I’ll give my wife first shot, but if she says no, I guess I’m on the market. Professional, polite, and possessed of hair bands… how could any woman say no?
* Here at work I help administer grants. One of the operative documents in this process is our booklet of the general provisions of our grants. Another important operative in this process is the new accountant we just hired, Mr. Lee. That seems too formal, his name is Robert. When he was looking for information on certain provisions of grant administration, I went and got him the booklet of the general provisions of the grants. When I handed it over, I found myself saying, “Robert Lee – general grant provisions.” Then I choked on my own geekitude and was never heard from again.
Till later, I mean. On which note, enjoy your evening. I can’t do everything for you.
