Link-o-rama

Woman on cell. One hundred dollars? You must have me confused with 1-800-Crack Whore.
—W 57th

God, I love this site. It's like the gift that keeps on giving.

I hope the dude gets back at these punk asses.

I hate Russell Crowe, so it's an easy thing to totally believe the author.


I was slammed at work earlier this week, and now... not so much. I'm waiting on one of my bosses to get back to me with changes on this one project, but until then I'm waiting. I plan to spend the day (unless something comes up) working on my brother's wedding invite. I'm gonna be drawin' flowers. Kind of have it designed in my head and am now trying to decide between an accordion fold or outward like a book. I have pulled back the complexity a bit, as I realized that I was looking at a bout of insanity if I had to hand cut two layers of paper for 150 invitations. Now I'm looking at some heavy stocks and utilizing the double-printing feature on the Canon here at work. Oh, I'm sorry. I was totally thinking out loud. That might not be interesting to anyone who's not me, but I typed it... so here it is. :)

Father's Day IS next weekend. I had it in my head it was later, but here we are. So I'll be heading to Columbia to see my family. And Jim. :)

Okay, gonna make some tea. Be back later.