Category: Notables

I just have to say it – Mar, I’ll miss you.

The truth about Elvis has been revealed. The similarities are uncanny. [via Opine Bovine]

I just knew that Todd was up to no good. This just proves it.

I was pretty tired when I got home last night, and since it was a postal holiday I almost didn’t check the mail. Then I remembered an e-mail from Mike, asking me if I had gotten any mail yet. I realized I didn’t check it on Saturday when we returned from the Rodeo, so I headed on over to check it … and what should I find? A box from Mike! Whoo hoo! Hand addressed and everything, with a card and my very own bag of conversation hearts to match the blog design! After opening the box (yes, right there at the mailboxes), I scooped out the rest of the mail and headed upstairs, giddy as a school girl with her Valentine’s Day card and candy.

As I sat on the couch working on a project of mine, I realized that in the stack of mail I had not gone through yet was a plain brown box. The return address was something odd, I figured it was probably just a software demo or something like that. Hmmm. Well, ok, I’ll stop and open it. What should I find inside? Another gift! Mike (a different Mike, there sure are a lot of Mike bloggers) sent me a DVD from my Amazon Wishlist for Valentine’s Day! Not just any DVD … Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Still one of my all time favorite movies. I was so excited, if it hadn’t been 1:30am I would have popped it in the DVD player to watch it!

Thank you to both of you! I am so bad about checking my mail, they might have been there on Valentine’s Day & I didn’t even know it because I never suspected that anything was coming in the mail! I *truly* appreciate it! THANK YOU!

Last night, D and I were chatting away on the good ol’ IM. AIM, not Trillian, since AOL won’t let me use Trillian any more to access their service. D found some rather disturbing sites which I will leave alone for him to write about. But the drawings on one site led us on a quest. A quest for Wil Wheaton porn. We knew it just had to be out there. Well, I don’t know if D ever found the actual porn, but we did find the Wesley Crusher Estrogen Brigade. (Estrogen Brigade? WTF?) It is the home of much classic poetry and even anagrams of Ensign Wesley Crusher!

My favorite of the poems is posted below. Just for your viewing pleasure and because both Robyn and D were crushed by Wesley in the Bloggies. This is for you guys…

Wesley is a wicked Crusher
No-one on the ship is lusher
My heart goes zoot
When you’re in your jumpsuit
Ensign on the dotted line
I’d sign my life away
To see your pert ass every day
My friend Het said you were gay
She lied
But if you were I would’ve died