I want this.

In existence: a very large trunk that has the aesthetic of an antique wood/leather/brass luggage piece, but in fact, is deceptively more awesome than it sounds, because it transforms into a classy work space...






...just imagine that in an Old Man Lounge. Perfect, no?

Pam Says (to one of the dogs):

"No! I'm going to sit down and relax and you're going to let... me... alone."

*Thorla would like to thank Landon for submitting this Pam Quote*

Li'l Brudder

Look who has a website...

www.landonwisephotography.com

Pam Says:

"Sh*t because you're having a heart attack, or sh*t because you're a prime candidate?"

Worlds Collide, (The Ballad of Being a Terrible Person)

Two nights ago, as I was exiting the M train to go home after working until 2am, a man entered the car that I had been traveling in. This man looked like he had been beaten mercilessly; his face was bleeding and completely covered with scrapes and welts.
He was walking without difficulty and seemed to be coherent, but he was in bad shape.

His ability to get himself home may rationalize my reaction, but I am still a terrible person because my second thought, (preceded by the understandable 'oh, shit') was, "That doesn't look believable. If he was was injured that bad he would have dirt and blood on his clothes as well."

Apparently my brain is always on a film set.
My brain needs to learn that real life is not a movie.

Pam Says:

"I wanna park in front of the big tree!"

I'm on the Internet

...and in my pajamas, no less.

http://www.kidinthefrontrow.com/2010/03/interview-with-film-make-up-artist.html

Word from Wise

If you can avoid it, do not squirt liquid hand soap on your Blackberry, place it in an invisible puddle of water, and then sit on it for the entire journey home.
It will cost you a lot of money to replace your keypad.

But the new tracking ball will be pretty sweet.

Dangerdame Dishwashing

Today, I cut myself while washing dishes, for the third time in a period of a few months.
No, I was not washing a knife.
No, I didn't break something.
No, I don't have dry, fragile, cracking dish-pan hands.
I'm just that hardcore about cleaning dishes. apparently.

At least it didn't bleed this time. Oy vey.

Smart investment.

I have come to realize that despite their utmost importance to me now, there is no way to prescribe enough value to how important my friends will be to me in the future.

I have conquered laziness...

I created my very first hand-made reusable lady pad today before 10am, and I made it out of a 100% organic cotton T-shirt that I don't wear anymore. I'm so freakin' productive and green this morning, and it feels goooood.

Pam Says:

"Look at me, I'm on a horse. Look at your man, he's in a broken chair."