The TV remote is on the fritz. It only works when I smack it violently against my hand. That trick rarely actually works on anything else.
KG and Izzy came home today. It's a nice feeling to have the family all back together. Izzy has been all smiles. I think she's happy to be back home in a familiar setting.
We're going to Edaville Railroad tomorrow to meet Thomas the Tank Engine. Of course, it's going to be fucking pouring with severe thunderstorms all day. I can only hope this leads to a smaller crowd, as the event is rain or shine.
For some reason the space bar on my laptop is acting hinkey. It only seems to stop working when I'm entering a post on this site.
I left work at 4:05 today. I arrived in North Quincy (10 miles away) at 6:35.
TKJr's daycare closes at 6. He was there all alone with a Chinese grandma who speaks no English. He handled it pretty well.
I just finished watching The Birds . I couldn't stop thinking about Crazy LM from work. I laughed.
I really, really hate traffic. I here by swear, as witnessed by the hapless few who read this, that I will personally ass rape any motherfucker that tands in the way of either flying cars for the masses or tube technology. I swear I will. That includes Dubya. Lead me to him, I'll ram it right up his brown eye.