1. Not once, but twice today I turned on the radio in my car and heard Witchy Woman. Or should I say Witch-ay Woman. Did you know that for years I thought I hated the Eagles. It was because Hotel California was so overplayed. I feel like for about a decade I couldn't go a day without hearing it. So naturally I thought they were no good because they just would not leave me along. Except that they're awesome. Desperado, Take it to the Limit, Lyin' Eyes. All classics. Any group that comes up with a line like, "She was headin' for the cheatin' side of town," is okay in my book.
2. I was putzing around on my work computer and noticed that there is a stats manager on the desktop so I clicked the icon and up popped the program with a message on the title page that said, "...based on the teachings of L. Ron Hubbard." For real?! My work computer is a Scientologist! Does anyone remember those commercials from the 80s for Dianetics? With the exploding volcano? Rad.
3. Before I left on my trip last year I was on the hunt for the Perfect Bag. I had very specific requirements for it. It had to be sturdy but not ugly. It had to be big enough to hold all the essentials (wallet, camera, note pad, book, and about 50 pens) but not too big to be obnoxious. It had to have a long strap for all day schlepping. It had to have a few secure pockets. It had to be a good color. I had to be under $40. I didn't find it and ended taking a far inferior bag. Well, last week, I found it in the clearance rack at Target. All the requirements were met, including the price which was $15.99. Score! But about 5 months too late. Tonight I was having dinner with Emily and mentioned that when I look at a picture of myself on the trip I'm a little sad that I don't have my Perfect Bag with me. And she suggested I photoshop it in. (Since I have such talent for stuff like that).
So, for Emily:
2. I was putzing around on my work computer and noticed that there is a stats manager on the desktop so I clicked the icon and up popped the program with a message on the title page that said, "...based on the teachings of L. Ron Hubbard." For real?! My work computer is a Scientologist! Does anyone remember those commercials from the 80s for Dianetics? With the exploding volcano? Rad.
3. Before I left on my trip last year I was on the hunt for the Perfect Bag. I had very specific requirements for it. It had to be sturdy but not ugly. It had to be big enough to hold all the essentials (wallet, camera, note pad, book, and about 50 pens) but not too big to be obnoxious. It had to have a long strap for all day schlepping. It had to have a few secure pockets. It had to be a good color. I had to be under $40. I didn't find it and ended taking a far inferior bag. Well, last week, I found it in the clearance rack at Target. All the requirements were met, including the price which was $15.99. Score! But about 5 months too late. Tonight I was having dinner with Emily and mentioned that when I look at a picture of myself on the trip I'm a little sad that I don't have my Perfect Bag with me. And she suggested I photoshop it in. (Since I have such talent for stuff like that).
So, for Emily:
4. So there's only a few hours left to it but Happy Groundhogs Day! I'll meet you down at Cobbler's Knob.
5 comments:
Oh Rachel, I'm so glad we're friends.
I love the clearance section in the purse section at any store, but especially target. Now, please excuse me, I need to go watch Groundhog Day.
Oh, and about the Eagles. I didn't appreciate them fully until I heard their song, "Get Over It." Awesome.
Did you go pro with that belly button thing?
OMG. I need to stop forgetting about my Google Reader, given that I'm the famous. It's like the bag was there all along... And this was only too apropos today because of all the talks I had about Scientology last week. I'm unfortunately serious. Next dinner topic.
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