Random News
We've had a pretty busy weekend, where we learned a lot of things. The most important of which: Claire didn't win the Lotto, AGAIN. How many singles do you think I have to burn before that jackpot is mine? Anyway, thought we might share some with you:
Our alma mater, Indiana University, who totally suck suck sucks at football, so much so that no one pays the most remote attention to them, WON this weekend, against Oregon, who doesn't suck at all. Even worse, they won AT Oregon. Perhaps I should start watching college football. But never for the Huskies, because they are annoying in their over-confidence.
Our friend Evan, who went to high school and college with Claire and rooms with Claire's big buddy Dana, has quit his joe-schmo job for a title company in Chicago to intern, for free, for The Onion, because he enough cohoneys to follow his ultimate dream of humoring people for money. If you don't know about The Onion, you should -- www.theonion.com -- it is a funny, funny thing.
Our friends Susan and Matt, who live in Greenwood (south of Indianapolis), bought a house. A brand new house, with a yard and a garage and everything. We hate them. We want to steal their house. Or at least to move out of Seattle, where chumps like us who don't program things for a living will never have quarter-million-dollar annual salaries. Or perhaps a more simple solution? Winning the Lotto. Hey, somebody has to do it.
Our friends Ryan and Aleksia have moved into an apartment up the hill from us, and we babysat their cat, Bean, while they moved. Bean is a girl-cat, and she is the first girl-cat Moses has ever been face-to-face with. Even though he has no real functioning boy parts, Moses is so comically excited about her existence. This is especially comical because Bean wants NOTHING to do with Moses -- she has not emerged from under the couch, except for a handful of times that involved either soft food or potty breaks, since she arrived on Thursday night. Moses still stalks her, sitting as close as he can without getting hissed-at to the couch, in the vain hope that she might emerge so he can check her out. We feel bad for Moses that he is rejected so hard by the first girl he ever met.
Grandma Jane and Grandpa Walt sent us a Webcam in the mail the other day, so soon we will be able to video-conference with people who also have a webcam. What this means = should you have a webcam, you can talk to us and see us at the same time, using the computer. Anybody else who is interested in video-conferencing, just let us know.
Our alma mater, Indiana University, who totally suck suck sucks at football, so much so that no one pays the most remote attention to them, WON this weekend, against Oregon, who doesn't suck at all. Even worse, they won AT Oregon. Perhaps I should start watching college football. But never for the Huskies, because they are annoying in their over-confidence.
Our friend Evan, who went to high school and college with Claire and rooms with Claire's big buddy Dana, has quit his joe-schmo job for a title company in Chicago to intern, for free, for The Onion, because he enough cohoneys to follow his ultimate dream of humoring people for money. If you don't know about The Onion, you should -- www.theonion.com -- it is a funny, funny thing.
Our friends Susan and Matt, who live in Greenwood (south of Indianapolis), bought a house. A brand new house, with a yard and a garage and everything. We hate them. We want to steal their house. Or at least to move out of Seattle, where chumps like us who don't program things for a living will never have quarter-million-dollar annual salaries. Or perhaps a more simple solution? Winning the Lotto. Hey, somebody has to do it.
Our friends Ryan and Aleksia have moved into an apartment up the hill from us, and we babysat their cat, Bean, while they moved. Bean is a girl-cat, and she is the first girl-cat Moses has ever been face-to-face with. Even though he has no real functioning boy parts, Moses is so comically excited about her existence. This is especially comical because Bean wants NOTHING to do with Moses -- she has not emerged from under the couch, except for a handful of times that involved either soft food or potty breaks, since she arrived on Thursday night. Moses still stalks her, sitting as close as he can without getting hissed-at to the couch, in the vain hope that she might emerge so he can check her out. We feel bad for Moses that he is rejected so hard by the first girl he ever met.
Grandma Jane and Grandpa Walt sent us a Webcam in the mail the other day, so soon we will be able to video-conference with people who also have a webcam. What this means = should you have a webcam, you can talk to us and see us at the same time, using the computer. Anybody else who is interested in video-conferencing, just let us know.
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