*miserychick is actually happy

This sign, we spotted it tonight, just as we’re walking home: From a Travelodge that’s 2 blocks down the street from a strip club. $40 dollars. Definitely won’t last. What they don’t tell you is that you can probably get a brand new sleeping bag for that price. mm hmm.

Amongst other little things that the petty thief took from last week’s B&E episode (that’s cop speak for ‘breaking and entering’), we just noticed now that we’re missing a little bag whose absence is really quite devastating.  Much more traumatic than having someone breaking into your house while you’re sleeping, it’s knowing that this bag [...]

“These people are gonna wake up and they’re gonna call the cops” In the midst of my sleep I woke up to someone yelling that outside my front window.  He repeated a couple times in the manner of a friend trying to get some stubbornly drunk friend home.  People yelling in their drunken stupor is [...]

Mark’s parents got us two little jars of Caviar from St. Petersberg when they went on their Baltic Sea cruise, and we’ve been hanging on to them for “special occasion” – as something as exotic as Russian Caviar would deserve – but it never came up and so I finally had to figure out a [...]

I’ve been looking up witty quotes for a short project I’m working on, and  just had to share this one: First we thought the PC was a calculator. Then we found out how to turn numbers into letters with ASCII — and we thought it was a typewriter. Then we discovered graphics, and we thought [...]

Because there’s a lot of mint in my little herb garden… 1. Chop yellow pepper, tomatoes and kiwi: 2. Cook the pasta to al dente – perfect pasta requires careful attention, maybe I’ll post about this some time. Rinse with cold water until the noodles are cooled to the touch, throw them into the bowl [...]

Years of not updating my old wordpress installs finally caught up with me when one of them was compromised by some sort of phishing hack… so I just had to spend a nice saturday afternoon cleaning up my web server, deleting files and saving whatever I could find. Like going through boxes of unread journals [...]