I vaguely remember playing this game in my teen years. But check this out... found via Such a Pretty Face. Play MASH Online it's that game where you list people you know, cars, places to live, and jobs then through a super secret process, it eliminates things until you find out who you'll live with, what car you'll drive, where you will live, how many kids, your job and if you'll be in a Mansion, Apartment, Shack or House...
My results?
I'm going to live with Dave, drive a pink Mini Cooper, have one kid, live in a house in Chicago and I'll work as a hooker...
Yeah, the crazy answer I put in each category doesn't come up until my profession.... or is my being a hooker that crazy after all?
So I'm on the bus on the way to Union Station, when we reach Randolph and Michigan...I'm sitting, quietly listening to PJ Harvey when I hear a scuffle from behind. Loud voices, angry voices. I pull off my headphones and turn to see some guy on the back stairs reaching toward a woman, the woman is angry, and a guy is shouting "That's MY WALLET!" the woman shouts angrily at the man, the guy takes off down Michigan, the woman runs after, I turn and watch the guy run and start reaching for my cell phone (to what? call the police and report someone on the bus's wallet has been stolen?) but I see a cop racing after the guy... the cop practically tackles the guy to the ground. They fight and the cop pushes the guy into a wall. Several cop cars and a "Paddy Wagon" pull up, more cops flood to the corner. and I see the guy with his hands behind his back, presumably he's been cuffed. now there are about 5 cop cars at the intersection and 2 "paddy wagons" this can't be all for this ONE guy who stole a wallet and possibly a purse...can it? That's what I said at 7:13 PM
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Of Phones and Boys
Early Morning Me: Oh crap, I left my phone on the table at home. Him: Want to go back and get it? Me: no...it's too late now, not a big deal
Later Him: I was trying to call you, I thought you were on the train already. Me: Uh...I thought I told you, I left my phone on the kitchen table. Him: Right...I wonder why it didn't answer? Me: Probably the lack of thumbs. That's what I said at 9:49 AM
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So I woke up this morning at 8am with a pounding migrane and I was being pushed off the bed by both the animals and the boy. I got up, took my Excedrin and then a shower (usually the water from the shower makes my head feel better). I then went and laid in the guest bedroom so that I could have the whole bed to myself... it didn't help.... Yup, I've spent this whole day laying in bed or on the couch sleeping off my migrane. I tell ya, if the doc doesn't do something soon to help get this pain go away I'm gunna run off to a new doc. I hate wasting nice days feeling like crap. And we wont get many more nice weather days... That's what I said at 5:13 PM
