Toad in the Hole

February 07, 2006

The Tits Are Alright

Well, let's see. Decent week so far: Got an all-clear on the mammogram, FWIW.

Finally really indelibly quit the Terrain job, and got an understanding reply from the editor, so we're still friends. I'd worried about that part, having decided that one incident of interpersonal klutzerei does not equal evil.

Won forty bucks in the bar pool while eating kahlua pig, drinking Mai Tais, and trying to bet on the Steelers. The pool was actually less a matter of betting on either team than putting your name in a square on a grid that somehow (this is the part I don't understand) corresponds to each quarter. The score part I get, the timing I don't. But I didn't really have a good look at it; I just put in my two bucks and wrote my name on a random square, and presto, winnah! Felt good out of all proportion to the forty bucks, too. I can understand how gambling can get addictive, or maybe it was the kahlua pig.

And got two personal compliments from the esteemed Twisty in as many days. I've actually been typing more over at her place than here lately, because it's winter and my energy's limited.

Or maybe I saw my shadow last Thursday.

Now we're going to go look for fetid adder's-tongues in bloom. Ta!

Posted at February 7, 2006 04:40 PM

Comments

Fetid adder's-tongues? Sounds interesting... Did you find any? Need pics! Nothing here but dandelions so far.

Posted by: Rurality at February 10, 2006 02:52 AM


=v= I thought for sure this would be a bird-related entry.

Posted by: Jym at March 15, 2006 09:08 PM