Thankfulness

I'm thankful for all of the standard things that I should be thankful for: The Boss, The Dog, The Bird, The Family, The Friends.

I'm thankful for my friends at work and their "odd" senses of humor. They make it easier to get through the rough days.

I'm thankful for the zoo, for the dedication of the zoo staff, and I'm especially thankful that I get to volunteer there.

I'm thankful for a great Thanksgiving trip to West Virginia and being able to spend time with The Boss' family.

Scene I: The Boss, The Dog and I are helping Grandma with Thanksgiving dinner
Grandma B: accidentally drops a raw egg on the kitchen floor and says to The Dog
Don't come in here and eat that or you'll get gonorrhea.
The Boss and I: howl with laughter until we're crying
Grandma B: laughing No wait...I mean salmonella.

Scene II: Girl Cousin, age 3-ish and Boy Cousin, age 5-ish are at the window watching The Boss play fetch with The Dog
Boy Cousin: No Doggie! You can't go over there.
Girl Cousin: Don't tell The Dog where she can't go. She's The Dog. She can go where she wants to.
Boy Cousin: No she can't.
Girl Cousin: I'll break your head! immediately followed by a fit of high-pitched laughter

Happy Thanksgiving

Ribbit

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Poision Dart Frog?
National Aquarium in Baltimore

I was going through some of my photos last night and found this little guy.

Or You Could Shorten the Name To "Not Done"

The "New York Ave - Florida Ave - Gallaudet U" metrorail station will have it's grand opening tomorrow. From the looks of the station, however, I'm a bit skeptical. You know on Trading Spaces when they get to the part where they have an hour left, and the rooms are still in shambles? That's what the NYAFAGU station looked like today.

Now some of you may be thinking, "But they always manage to finish on Trading Spaces." Yeah, they do. But in that scramble to finish they usually end up securing things with a staple gun and hot glue. That might be okay for TV. I would think that a train station needs work of a slightly higher quality.

Overdue Update: Wanda Sykes' Show

The Boss took the spotlight Friday night with a fabulous one-liner that stumped the opening act.

Picture it: Keith Robinson is doing a bit about marriage. He doesn't understand why anyone would protest to get married. Only gay people want it enough to protest for it. Let 'em have it. He doesn't care. The Boss and I are sitting second row, center and I guess he picked us out as the stereotypical lesbian couple.

Keith: looks at The Boss and asks Would you protest to marry her? and points to me
The Boss: looks at me and then looks at him funny and says She's my sister.
(Immediate laughter from everyone within earshot. I laugh so hard I almost pee.)
Keith: (Look of, "I was totally not expecting that response, now what the hell do I say.") Oh...uh...so she's your sister.
(Roar of laughter from the entire audience.)
Keith: Well...I guess you'd have to protest for that, too.
(Laughter)
The Boss: No, I'm sorry. I'm just kidding. She's not my sister and yes, I'd protest to marry her.
(Applause from the folks within earshot, with enthusiastic applause from the lesbian couple sitting in our section.)

Wanda was extremely awesome. There were times when I laughed so hard my face hurt. I also love when comedians crack themselves up, which she did a few times. You know it's some funny shit when the person telling the joke has to stop what they're saying to lean on a stool and have their own laughing fit. I highly recommend you check out her appearance schedule and go see her.

For The Dog

Happy 8th Birthday!!!


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Then (6 weeks old)


© HJB
Now (8 years old)

Do Something (Part II)

Trial size toiletries can be really heavy if you buy about 50 of them. No, I don't have an unhealthy obsession with mini soaps and lotions. (Okay...well...actually I do, but not this time.) I'm getting stuff together for care packages to send to folks in our military. Today is becoming the slowest day ever. It's cold and rainy. And I'm antsy. So during lunch, I wandered down to the corner drugstore and bought a basket full of soap, lotion, toothpaste/brushes, razors, etc. All of it is stuff that we take for granted, but to a lot of the U.S. soldiers stationed overseas, the stuff is more precious than gold.

Do Something (Part I)

Today I donated all of my Delta Skymiles to Operation Hero Miles/Fisher House Foundation to help US troops in Afghanistan and Iraq get home when they are on leave.

After last week's election, I decided that I wanted to start doing more to make a difference. I'm going to post things here to help me keep track. And everyone feel free to harass me if I've gone a while without a "Do Something" post. Also, I'll be posting/changing the sidebar links periodically.

Special thanks to riggie for her post that helped get my ass in gear.

I Couldn't Have Said It Better Myself

On The Election


I am reserving the right to still become depressed at times throughout the next four years, but for the most part I will cowboy up and do my part to get the Democrats back on track. This wake-up call sucks, but at least there's hope of stopping the handbasket before it gets to the border.

I Am Covered In Lint And I Don’t Care

Dear Today,

Please hurry up and be over with. I have no use for you.

Rethinking my decision to wear a gray sweatshirt over a black shirt,
Invert Girl


I just want to be at home, curled up in my sleeping bag on an air mattress in our sunroom. The weather is perfect for that today – a little bit chilly and not overly sunny. I opened the blinds here at work thinking the niceness of the day would help me feel better. It actually just made me sad that I’m at work, so the blinds are now closed.

I have a bunch of updates I want to post (the Wanda Sykes show and weekend fun, in particular) but I just don’t have the energy now.