Posted February 26, 2011 at 6:52pm
in which I become old and cranky
Every morning I drive Ben to school and we stop at a little coffee shop for drinks and treats. Ben always has four shots of espresso over ice. What I get varies depending upon my mood.
This morning, I ordered an iced decaf non-fat vanilla latté. I call it “That Sissy Drink.” I am not entirely oblivious.
When my order came up and they called it out, a customer standing at the counter said, to no one in particular, “What is this, Starbucks?”
Maybe he meant it for me, because of course I was up there picking up my drink. To no one in particular: “What is this, Sanctimonious Prig Gives A Lecture Cafe?”
You would think that would be enough, but no. “I’m pretty sure I can order whatever I like, if it’s on the menu. I’m not asking for a pony and a wizard, though I’d like both.”
Nothing. Not even eye contact.
As we were leaving, I kept on muttering to myself, fuming at this (to me) smug fuck, who probably just meant to make a little joke for no one’s ears but his own. “…stupid jerk loves the sound of his own voice… next he’ll be telling me how to vote…”
What’s happened to me?
— photo unrelated —
Girl + Electronics ≠ Failure
I decided to disassemble, clean and reassemble my Xbox 360. I’ve had it since launch and nary a red ring… thought I should show it some love.
Yeah… it was pretty filthy and gross in there….
See the full set of photos here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/the_sampler/sets/72157623970418026/
Posted May 1, 2010 at 2:00pm
It's the little things...
- Marie: I've been waiting for you to come back.
- Ben: Why? What's up?
- Marie: I wanted to tell you something. We got STRAWBERRIES.
- Ben: Fuck Yes.
Posted April 29, 2010 at 3:39pm
