Is it terribly sad that emails from total strangers make me happy? I was on facebook and tried to befriend the man who’s married to… my father’s wife’s daughter. He didn’t have a photo up, but I took the risk, sending a note:
Subject: "I think you’re my brother-in-law"
And it kinda made my day when he denied our friendship, responding:
Sadly I think you are mistaken, I am a New Zealander living in Auckland New Zealand. To my knowledge none of my siblings are married! Its a shame because you look ……… (chooses words carfully as to be complimentary yet not sexist)’very pleasant’
I’ve decided "Regards" is only a delightful response when coming from another continent.
In other disgusting news, my chest looks like a cum rag right now. There’s just too much snot in my world. Back to our regularly scheduled programming:
I’m in the living room, sounding a bit like an air-horn, blowing my nose, shocked that it’s still coming out thick and yellow. You’re welcome. Phil is in the office with Megan (assistant/publicist/superstar). She’s wrapping gifts for our niece, who arrives today with Phil’s sister. They’re discussing The Real Housewives of Orange County. We all agree next week’s episode looks good. This is how it goes in our house. Now I’m going to watch a few pilot episodes and continue to use HandBrake to convert my DVD library into MPEG-4 video. Next I need to research file servers and figure out how to get my entire DVD collection on there, so I only need to press a button, and no longer have to mess with the actual DVDs. The tater tots are back from school now. Mama baked them cookies!