The writer in me

As you may well know, I love me some stand up comedy. And the comedy I love is those quick. quippy, one liners. The ones that make sure you're on your toes. Eddie Izzard. Jim Norton. Jim Jefferies. Joe Rogan. Bill Hicks. Jon Dore. Harland Williams. Some well known. Some not so much. But all of them have one thing in common: it's all about the nuances.

So it seems a non-sequitor that I bring up a movie now, but it isn't really. Saw Iron Man 2 today. If you haven't seen it, do. The writing was amazing. The one-liners thrown in throughout the movie were hysterical. At one point, my friend scolded me: "it isn't that funny." No, really, it is.

The humor was quick and sharp. The details were amazing. But, like so many things, the details were there for those who were on their toes.

Chatting with a friend later we realized, "If only the world were as sharp as us..."

OK. I'm a bit of a narcissist. But so is Tony Stark. So there.

So much stuff, so little time

Had an amazing session with awesome therapist this a.m. Basically boiled down to this: Got ridiculously emotional b/c I am wicked tired but handled it very well and once I get some rest I'll probably be OK.

And she's right.

I feel good. Exhausted, but good.

I have an interest in pursuing a friendship with someone who is a technogeek but uber cool. Lives in Seattle but that might be overcomable.

Got an email from a cutey who lives in Toronto which is completely logistaclly doable.

Am soon to enter into season of hangage with someone who is inherently attractive.

A week away from Pride, suggests endless possibilities.

As I said in therapy today, "Who knows what the future holds." It is SO VERY AWESOME to say that and mean it...

Dear Universe,

Thank you.

As you know, I had a very loooooooong two weeks, prepping and working the biggest tradeshow of the business year. And I'm tired. I was supposed to take Monday off to recuperate, but CBL couldn't do without me. As such, I'm REALLY tired.

This a.m. I felt too tired to even move. Woke up out of a bad dream an hour before the alarm went off and - due to kitties being hungry - could not go back to sleep.

By the time I got in the shower, I was literally crying I was so exhausted.

Just a few minutes later, my work phone rang. Amazing Database Administrator. A firestorm was brewing and he wanted to run his response by me. And, as always, in the process he made me laugh.

And realize once again just how many blessings I have.

So, Universe, thanks for having my back.

Knot Tying Demonstration And Class With Gardy Winchester Video

This post practically wrote itself:

"Little brown eel comes out of the cave... Swims into the hole... Comes out of the hole... Goes back into the cave again... It's not too good is it Chief?"

What are you, Captain Knots? Capt. Tying Knots? Anyone needs a knot tied they go to you."

PS - this awesome guy saved my computer from death. Weird weird world....

PSS - Props to Capt Joey for recording and posting this.

TMI

I went for an early morning bike ride this a.m.

Because I was not thinking clearly whilst purchasing my new bike, I forgot to add in a bottle clip. So drinkage is difficult while cycling.

Ergo, I usually stop at the Rockport General Store and down a Gatorade before tackling the second half of my route.

Today, an old salty seadog followed me right into the store. Feeling rather spritely, I noted that "it's way too hot to be wearing coveralls."

He grinned at me - several teeth missing - and gave me a wink. "You'd be surprised. They let the air ... circulate."

OK - I know I invited that one. But really? Ew!