Friday, December 30, 2005

Blog Stuff: Martha Stewart doesn't have this problem...

Laundry day. Still have to make a guest appearance at the shop. Moving at eleventy jillion miles an hour. Can't find my warm Patagonia capilene legging-thingies. Jeebus, it's cold in here! I yank the dresser drawer open a little too vigorously and... *crash!*

It looks like I'll be needing to re-sight in my little Browning .22 rifle. I hope the scope's okay.


Hmm! With this drawer out of the dresser, I now know where all my old Mac floppies went. Maybe I can play with the Color Classic tonight. Doubtful, though, as now I'm totally obsessed with the vanished clothing. I imagine it'll be Nancy Drew and the Case of the Missing Long Johns around here all night.

*grumble*

4 comments:

Elmo's aphasiatic twin said...

Well, your woes do touch off the same emotion I experienced when reading Martha would be cut off from a fresh lemon supply for five months at www.savemartha.com.

pax said...

Didja find my lost youth while you were rummaging around in there, Tam?

Not sure where I misplaced it...

pax

Marko said...

There's enough clutter in your place that one could misplace a 1957 Plymouth Fury and not find it for weeks.

Tam said...

" There's enough clutter in your place that one could misplace a 1957 Plymouth Fury and not find it for weeks."

The minute I hit the "Submit" button, I knew some wag that had seen the interior of junquepile du Tam would pipe up.

But, damn... et tu, Brute? ;)