Quote of the day...er...week...umm...hey, look, a quote!!

Tibi gratias agimus quod nihil fumas.

It says "...freedom of...", not "...freedom from...".

Nolite te bastardes carburundorum!

"It's amazing to me how many people think that voting to have the government give poor people money is compassion. Helping poor and suffering people is compassion. Voting for our government to use guns to give money to help poor and suffering people is immoral self-righteous bullying laziness. People need to be fed, medicated, educated, clothed, and sheltered, and if we're compassionate we'll help them, but you get no moral credit for forcing other people to do what you think is right. There is great joy in helping people, but no joy in doing it at gunpoint." - Penn Jillette

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Minutes and Hours

Someone will be here tonight. He's getting in late, and the Evil Genius and I are picking him up at the airport. The Evil Genius has never been to the airport. Alas, thanks to spoilsports of epic proportions, we won't be able to go watch planes take off and land or wait at the gate - the closest we'll get is baggage claim. Oh, well. He's excited at the prospect anyway. He's also in a tizzy, delighted that he's finally getting to meet Somebody. For several days now, he's told me he can't wait to meet Mr. __. Cute.

My face hurts, I've been grinning so much. Seriously, folks, I'm more excited than a kid at Yule.

The house is almost clean - I've only got Bird's bathroom to do, and the rest is as done as it's getting. I do need to clean out the van, though, unless I plan to cart Someone home on the roof. While he enjoys fresh air, I don't think he'll want it quite like that.

Meanwhile, this day is dragging...and will do until tonight. The minutes will stretch and stretch and drag their feet across time's carpet and refuse to hurry along no matter how I cajole them...and the hours will stampede through, trumpeting their passing as they go. Isn't it funny how that happens? Perception truly is everything.

Well...I guess I'll go do something, even if it's wrong...

What are you waiting for?


Captain Dumbass said...

I'm waiting for someone to hire me.

Stop looking at the clock.

Kyddryn said...

Cap'n, I'd hire you but I can only eat so much grilled cheese before the fifty-acre ass returns. I don't usually mind the time...and thankfully, today has gone by swiftly enough...

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