Refrigerator tetris

We have a lot of food going on around here for tomorrow's barbecue. Just now I was trying to fit 2 pitchers of beverage (lemonade and kool-aid, about which I made some comment like "me and my ades", and Tim does not want my aids even though I went to the trouble of making them, and we are rather non-PC) into the fridge, which Tim referred to as "refrigerator tetris". I thought that was quite a brilliant name for it, until I realized that if I were to complete a line, all my food would disappear! That just wouldn't do. I thought it was more like the knapsack-packing problem from CS, which is of course a completely different knapsack than Peggy McIntosh's invisible knapsack of white privilege. TC and CMU have two entirely different views on knapsacks.

I swear, some thoughts could only possibly come from my brain.

Dreams of celebrity

I would rather like to become famous just to see how people would react to me. I would have such stories to tell...

Inspired in part by this and, linked from that, this. Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? So hard that sound was not actually coming from your mouth? That second link did that for me. Laughing so hard I, in fact, have not been able to finish it yet. And I would thoroughly like to read more of her blog, which if you know me at all will be completely obvious just by looking at the title of it. Yaaarrrrrrnnn...

Anyway, this is me starting a new blog, simply because my Gmail and Facebook status messages were too limiting all of a sudden. Let's see what becomes of it, eh?