42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

Searching for the question to the answer of 42.

The first one

I meant to write about the first day I wore sandals, but I forgot.
But here’s something better, in a sarcastic way.
I’ve spotted the first annoying, skinny college girl sunbathing at our pool.
I can *guarantee* that she will never set foot in the water, not even in July.
I know it’s too cold for me and my [...]

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New underwear

It’s always a good day when you get to wear new underwear. There’s an extra — eh hem — spring in my step. The feeling of being put together everywhere. New clothes.
I bought a couple new pairs of underwear over the weekend. Or as I often like to say, underwears. They do not meet my [...]

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Still annnoying

Still annoying as hell:
Chris Cornell’s voice.
Listening to Call Me A Dog, from Temple of the Dog.
Wanted to just skip the song as it came up on shuffle, but there’s got to be a reason I bothered to put it on my iPod in the first place, right?
For some reason, I must have put most, if [...]

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How do they know?

How do cats know the very second you place any part of your body on the bed?
Three of them come running like their lives depend on it, sometimes watching to make sure I’m in bed. Sometimes not even waiting that long, vaulting into the precise spot I’d planned to sleep on. Begging, demanding to be [...]

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Big number

1281
Number of minutes I used on my cell phone last month.
Sounds like a lot. Hell, it is a lot.
I used to not use my cell phone that much, but I’m working at trying to keep up with a handful of people. And most months, I barely crack 500 minutes, if I’m lucky.
Did I go over? [...]

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Shopping cart whisperer

At last! Someone who understands shopping carts!

If you want to find out more, there’s a whole site, No More Abandoned Carts.
Damned, damned funny. Found via Neatorama.

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Overheard

“Stop touching things. I told you not to touch stuff. If you touch one more thing, you’re going to the car … (long pause) to sit with grandpa.”
Darn. I was sure the woman was going to just make the child sit outside by itself.
It just struck me as funny.
My dad has a handful of stories [...]

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