What is with all the 'Internet Backgammon' spam I have been getting lately? Does having a super-sized penis make men suddenly want to play Backgammon?

I've been picking an interesting choice of lunchtime reading lately, first with Stiff and now I'm back on the Stephen King—bought the final Dark Tower book after all.

I gave five dollars to someone on the street yesterday. He was looking for money to buy gas for his car. It sounds like a classic scam story, but it felt right. When he asked me how to get the money back to me I told him not to worry about it, since the only thing that I can think would be giving him my address, which would be too much, and I'm not concerned about the money. I hope he was legitimate.

I had thrown on the clothes I was had at Andrew's before I went home so I didn't even remember what I was wearing until he asked to read my shirt. I'm not even going to begin to try to explain it to someone who tries to pronounce hex code phonetically, but two cashiers at Madison Market loved it.

It probably says something sad about our society that I can't hear classical music without thinking of a commercial. I'm not even sure which commercial, but my coworker's hold music over the speaker phone is definitely making me think of spaghetti sauce or kitchen cleaner.

I started publishing the RSS feed again (for Michael) so I'll see what kind of havoc this wrecks on people's LiveJournals now.

I got the message that my uncle died on the way to work this morning. I knew, from the messages my dad left over the weekend when I was not only ignoring my phone but didn't have it with me, that it was bad news, either my uncle or my cat. I guess my cat is fine.

It's the most definitive sign that you are an adult when family of your parents' generation are dying.

Blogger just made me do a word verification before I published a post. That's strange, never made me do anything like that before. Is there a problem with spam-blogging now?

I'm going to start directing all of my Blogger issues to Walker, since he works at Google now, and therefore must have allll the answers.

My boss just brought us these exotic-looking and yummy sandwiches, so I am sitting here trying to discretely pick out the bell peppers.

Random thought of the day: I wonder if you can feed a cactus soy milk.

Sharpies smell like art school.

Hey, free Frosties from Wendy's, May 13 to 15.

Oxymoron of the day: Organic processed food

I got the new Neuroticfish CD which has the cover of 'They're Coming to Take Me Away' that I heard at Convergence. I want to use this song on one of my themed CDs now, but I don't know if it should go on the Novelty Songs CD (weird covers, flash movie songs, Powerpuff Girls theme song) or the Stalker Songs CD for really obsessive or stalkerish sounding love songs. It seems to fit into both.

Going back to childhood geekness, Creation of Black Hole Detected

"The burst has been named GRB050509b." Makes me wonder what got the honor of being named GRB050509a.!

This has to qualify me as the worst daughter ever. I tried to call my mom yesterday for Mother's Day and got a 'call cannot be completed as dialed' message from the operator. I remembered her moving after that, and I don't even have her new number!

Never let someone with a graphic design degree play with an Excel file.

My boss is full of the good quotes today.

"I just didn't fear like wearing... pants today."

"You want me to buy you a man?

Well this is disappointing. I went to Borders to pick up the final Dark Tower book since I'm about to finish the sixth. An employee told me it won't be out in paperback for a year. It's not just the $35 for one book, but hardcover weights too much to be carrying around.

I'll probably go back and pick it up anyway. I guess it balances out the weight of the laptop I'm not carrying anymore.

I now have access to the files for my company's web site!

It's always just a matter of time before they have to start searching for work to keep up with me.

"I guess I shouldn't bleed on thier bill, huh?" I got a nice, deep papercut while folding an invoice to mail to a client. Then while looking for band-aids, I found a bottle of 'shredder lubricant' on top of the first-aid kit. I never would guessed...