I made $120 at the yard sale. w00t! Aaron, who decided to join us at the last minute, made $453! WTF?! And Scott and Michelle made around $100, but I left as they seemed to be about to sell their lawnmower. Overall, a respectable haul. Sunitha and Nanu came and hung out for a while. Sunitha made parathas. A good time was had by all. 
I’m a Freakin’ Rock Star!
I just worked for two and a half hours in a row! I went to Border’s instead of the library, and I did all my work with a real pen. Oddly, when there’s no Internet, no ability to Tribe, blog, e-mail, or surf, I’m oddly productive. I don’t know what that’s about! What’s so cool is that the next time I do work, it’s just going to be typing in all the writing I did, which is really easy and doesn’t require much concentration. Now if I could just figure out how to fix this stupid results section. This measure I used is all whacked, and I kind of think I shouldn’t have used it now, but my director says I have to include it. I basically disagree, but I’m at the point now where I’m just doing what I’m told so I can get this all over with. I wanna see this dissertation in my rearview mirror, eating my dust, and getting smaller and smaller as I drive quickly away!
Scene from Packland
Packing takes so much effort, especially when you’re trying to scale down the overall amount of stuff you have. I’m just back from many packing-related errands. I’ve had lunch, I’ve played one game of Guess the Dictator or Sit-Com Character, and soon I will shower and go to a bookstore to write. It’s starting to actually look packed here. Enjoy this scene from packland.
Feel, Learn, and Eat Pie!
I was lucky to get a chance to “feel and learn” with Becky and Will in their new house tonight. Not only was there Strawberry Pie, there was also inter-species napping!
Bush: a mean, evil Chauncey Gardener from Being There
OK. Best quote EVER from a call-in on the Al Franken Show on Air America:
Bush reminds me of a mean, evil Chauncey Gardener from Being There.
Hee hee! That is so excellent. Being There one of my very favorite movies of all time. Here’s a great description of Chauncey:
Chance is a reclusive, illiterate, passive and simple-minded gardener who is well-groomed, fed on schedule, and dressed in custom-tailored suits. He has lived his whole sheltered life on the walled-in estate of an eccentric millionaire. His only knowledge of the “real” outside world, an encroaching inner-city ghetto area, is through watching television.
Oh hooray for that woman who called in. That was just excellent. I laughed out loud in the library! 😀
