ChgoRed, Girl Editor

Catching Up

Highlights of the past two weeks:

Birthday birthday birthday! To paraphrase Jessica Simpson, I’m 33, which is almost, like, 35, which is, like, almost mid-30s. Am I old? Not even close. Featuring: Trip to Carolina, great presents, magical night with you-know-who, being treated to awesome dinners twice in the same week, etc.

This.

Finishing a 57-page report in 7 days rather than the usual 9 or more, thus simultaneously pleasing my boss, the analyst, and the Graphics department.

Attending a big ol' peace march with the Boyfriend. Sun, wacky costumes, waving at the people watching from their condos, and about 400 policemen dressed in full riot gear.

Napoleon’s chess set, Biltmore, N.C.

Burning my way through a bunch of good books.

Studs Terkel doing a reading of a play about Dalton Trumbo. Complete with Studs’ own anecdotes about the blacklist.

Meeting my dad’s fiancée. She’s nice. You’d like her.

Planning future trips with The Boyfriend (N.C. and Arizona). And the whole move thing.

Being reminded of how totally awesome my sister is.

Discovering the miracle that is bronzer. Because I’m a girl, and a pale one at that.

Next week: VEGAS.

I Don't Even Like Anime

But this was kind of fun. Thanks to Asetwoman.

Meanwhile, over in Atlanta, a friend of mine is laughing her sarcastic demon head off.

What would your Anime life be like? by hearthlight
Name:
Gender:
Your looks:	Vivid green hair and glasses.
Your best friend:	A sarcastic demon.
Your powers:	Mind control.
Your beloved:	A sexy vampire.
Your occupation:	Magical girl.
Your ending:	Moving and life affirming.
Created with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!

Friday Caption Contest

Because this was the week even Al Sharpton (sort of) threw in the towel.

Flip Flop

In the past few years, some brides have hit on the idea of wearing flip-flops with their wedding gowns. They see it as the perfect blend of comfort and cute.

Me, I think it's utter crap.

Newsstand, 7:30 A.M.

(ChgoRed sets bottle of mocha Frappuccino™ on the counter. Clerk is doing something on lottery machine.)

CR: I'll take this and two Illinois lottery tickets.

Clerk: For tomorrow's game?

CR: Yeah.

(Clerk pushes various buttons. Lottery machine chugs and chugs and chugs over bits of paper. ChgoRed starts to wonder if clerk misheard and is now ringing up 10 or even 20 lottery tickets. How much money is in her wallet again...?)

ChgoRed (slightly nervous): Heh heh. Guess I came at the wrong time, huh?

Clerk (nonchalantly): Nah. I'm just running the list for this one customer. She plays about $40 a day.

The Next Step

Why I Love My Boyfriend, #336:

Saturday. Pottery Barn (points to him just for going in there). Looking at dishes together...dishes we'll end up using in our new apartment. His response to some colored plates I kinda liked:

"Well, Ted on 'Queer Eye' says the plates really should be white, remember?"

Friday Caption Contest

Some days, the captions practically write themselves.

Madrid, The Day After

The sign reads, "We are all on this train."

(click to enlarge)

Mushmouth

You might hear on the news tonight that John Kerry wants to blow Osama Bin Laden's brains out. Wow! What an exciting statement from any candidate, especially this early in the campaign!

Like we should be so lucky.

Why Spelling Matters

From pullquote's very clever blog, a little lesson.

You can tell it to the judge but please spell it correctly

A federal judge in Philadelphia, in prose suggesting barely suppressed chortles, reduced a lawyer's request for fees last month because his filings were infested with typographical errors.

And from the Wall Street Journal:

In addition to making repeated references to the "United States District Court for the Easter [sic] District of Pennsylvania," Mr. Puricelli listed the judge's name as "Jacon" Hart. "I appreciate the elevation to what sounds like a character in "The Lord of the Rings," the judge wrote, "but, alas, I am but a judge."