Guys, I Love America

And by America I mean NY.

But it is true - New Yorkers do dress crazy good.

And they do love their plaid.

Guys, the Best Thing About Work Travels . . .

Cable TV, 

watching a show called 

The Whale that Ate Jaws (thanks Nat Geo)

from bed

about a pod of Killer Whales 

from Los Angeles 

who terrorize White Sharks 

in the Red Triangle.

I know.

I know.

Heaven.

What more could I ask for?

Maybe working in this city:

(You know, for Furniture Fashion Week, like the building says.)

Guys, never let me have a kitten

Remember when I said I was THE WORST?
Well, turns out I'm even more horrible than I thought.

I saw this:

 And I thought, 'I have to find that gift shop and just see how much those cost. .  .'

Ugh.  Then I saw this:

1. Stupid ATL airport is such a tease.
2. I'm bad because I want a quiet zoo in my house.
3. I am also bad because my first thought was #1 and not #2.

Guys, who loves Depeche Mode?

Obviously we ALL do.

And I cannot stop reading this BLOG POST

Plus Brig's photos trump mine by a lot.

Just like a rainbow Pulp has set me free.

Guys, I have to tell you something serious

During college we all liked a new thing called Cold Stone ice cream.   My favorite was the medium sized white chocolate with caramel and cookie dough in a waffle cone.  Since it was far from where we lived I'd usually get my medium, eat it and order another.
One day a friend went with me and when he saw me eat the medium and order the exact same one he asked with disgust, 'Hey, AM, ever heard of self control?  You don't have to indulge in everything you want.'

He was even smugger than that story would imply.
But he was right.
I had no self control.  I still don't.
I still indulge.
And I can see how that would make people dislike me.

But really, what the cuss do I care?

Cause I saw Pulp last night.

And this is how close our seats were.

I know what you're saying, but you saw Jarvis and said all your dreams had come true. . . You said it RIGHT HERE

But my partner is crime kept reminding me that that doesn't even compare to Pulp.  

I should stop saying it comes close.  

In fact I should stop talking.

He has a point.

Back to swooning I go.

Guys, I swear I went home for Easter

Even though I'm not in any of the family photos.

But I have proof.

Ta-Da!

Where ever these two are you know I'm probably close by.  

Taking the photo.

Forcing poses.

And asking for hugs.

Guys, It's that Time of Year Again

Break out the bunnies.  

I'm coming home for Easter.

I was telling someone today I was flying home for Easter and they asked, 

'How long has it been since you moved here?'

Good point, dude.  Good point.

I'm going home anyway.

Guys, I have a new hobby

I was going to dedicate my new desk to Alabama.  

But, when it came down to it, I had to go back to Prince.

I seriously think I might be addicted to contact paper.

After finishing one side I came Very close to not doing the other side.  

I am that lazy sometimes.

But my OCD side took over and I finished Both sides.