Flood of 2008
I’m in shock. We’ve had a rash of bad storms and now a good portion of the town is under water. This photo is via the Globe Gazette.
Go here to see more photos. Derek and I have been extremely lucky. People were evacuated from their houses just a block or two from our place. So far there’s only a little bit of water in the basement. We were curious how a neighborhood fared where we almost bought a house last month, and it’s totally submerged. Wow. Just…wow. Thank goodness it didn’t work out. Right now, the entire city doesn’t have water for drinking, sinks or toilets. The water treatment plant is in a pretty low-lying area that was hit hard. I’ll post updates when more info is available.
Pork & Beans
Right now I’m listening to Weezer’s Pork and Beans on repeat while crunching on peppermints and drinking Sprite because it makes me happy.
Facing the idea of (potential) mortality is making me re-evaluate things a bit. I need to focus more on making the most of my days, making myself happy, than fretting incessantly about the bad things.
I need to listen to more good music. I’m digging the new Weezer album. It’s fantastic. It’s a mini vacation for the mind.
I need to continue to express myself creatively, even if I get a few odd looks.
I need to populate my Etsy shop with things that make me happy. Who cares if any of it actually sells?
I need to spend quality time with family and friends, rather than just watching t.v. with them.
I need to give my bunny lots of snuggles.
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What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he’s the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.
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(via pwnator) AWE-SUMMM. “My name is Pam.”
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The 8 Best Recurring Arrested Development Jokes
stalk:twothirty:ohryan:They got this spot on.
Eight counts of awesome.(via: sufjanssteven: A Coodle Doodle Doo! jimmyjosh: Coo Coo Ca Cha!)
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This made me laugh… Mareike Auer Sweet Carrot Print [via Velocity Art And Design] -
lysol:Sometimes I wish DSLRs looked like this…
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I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.
Audrey Hepburn (via racheldorn) (via blondielove) (via aminamania) (via becausewhy) (via unicornology) (via sundaymorning) -
SomeRightsReserved : Digital Downloads & Stuff
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unicornology:scout:rainn wilson and selma blair - baby it’s cold outside it’s so heartwarming. love it.
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rabbi:Baby Pete (via mccraylori)
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lomo:Magic Helvetica Sharpie!
