Yellow and Green Snow

Well, no vomit on my boots from yesterday, but people were walking their dogs. Ok, it's a lame title for today's entry. I'm trying to be good with no caffeine. It ain't helping.



It looks like another laundry & coupon clipping weekend ahead of me. I've got too much stuff to do.



A very silly photo appeared on CNN's site today: a baby poodle dyed green in honor of St. Paddy's. Don't poodles come from France? And if it's so cute, who asked this dog if he/she wanted to be green? Poor thing.



My favorite mental defective Jayson Blair's at it again: lying, lying, back-pedaling and lying. I'm particularly enjoying Slate's commentary of his book. I don't even read Slate except for "Dear Prudence", but I clicked on the link. Apparently Jay Jay is angry because someone told him his book is no good! He's apparently an expert on ethics now that he's come "clean." That's like Mengele giving a class on proper medical techniques. Asshole narcissist can't even remember his lies! It's hilarious. Plus it turns out that the publishing house is actually partially owned by the NY Times. That means every copy of his book that sells has a bit o'money trickling into their pockets. And all the pissing and moaning about him never wanting to give them another thing ever again---how about your royalties, dickhead? I'm lovin' it!



I think my attitude about this unexpected weather has improved somewhat. I was pretty bummed about the mini-storm after a nice weekend like the one we had. Still, it's the end--literally--of winter. I guess Mother Nature wants to go out with some authority. I mean, it IS pretty. I just don't want to slosh around in it.



The highlight of my day yesterday was seeing three teenagers with towering Cat-in-the-Hat type green headwear with a single word emblazoned across the front: "DRUNK." Well, isn't that special? (Pardon my sneering like the Church Lady on SNL.) For more thoughts on this, just scroll down to yesterday's entry and re-read.



I'm wearing an extra-scratchy sweater today in the hopes that I keep warm. I don't know if it's helping yet. I am itching, though. This might become a Dexter Donation Couch sweater. He can drape himself across the front while watching Animal Planet.



Well? I think I'm going to bite the bullet and get myself some coffee. Who am I kidding? I can't possibly get through this morning feeling so BLAHHH.



And my cd from eBay STILL hasn't arrived. It's been a week. Sigh....