Seen atop a TV Guide at Kroger:
KILLER SHARKS...HEIDI KLUM IN A BIKINI…
WHAT MORE COULD GUYS WANT?
Well, something else in a bikini, for a start. Like a mammal.
Also, there’s an “inspirational” poster in the closest conference room at work that shows a guy running into the sunset; the caption is “The Race for Quality Has No Finish Line.” Aside from being really depressing, that’s inaccurate. Quality software is software that does what it’s designed to do; once you’ve achieved that, well, that’s your finish line.
Audrey came over tonight, which was really neat. I celebrated by repeatedly falling asleep on her while she played piano. Sometimes, I think Danger is my FIRST name.
I mean, I have so many secret projects going on right now–my head equals explodey! I should spend all day tomorrow working on them, but DC and I are going to Danville for Laura Beth’s wedding instead. (Laura Beth is ONE YEAR older than me. Yeee.) I plan to start a canape fight, exactly like the kind I want at my wedding, when I’m too old and fusty to enjoy it.
