I don’t think Mickey will be doing any typing today. I showed up for our weekly session and it looks like he’s out cold. It’s nothing to be alarmed about. I’ve seen it before. As his physical therapist, I would hazard the guess that he’s in a tryptophan coma, brought about my too much overindulging.
It sounds dangerous, but it’s not really. It’s obviously due to too much turkey yesterday and the effects will wear off soon enough.
I’m trying to increase bloodflow by stuffing spoonfuls of blueberry cheesecake into his mouth. Rest assured, if last year is any indication he should be rallying by late Saturday, with no ill-effects other than a stained shirtfront and a messy keyboard.Later.
Happy Eating Day everybody. Today marks the start of that most wondrous of times, the Holiday Eating Season. Heavy rich foods, slathered in gravy. What could be better?
I’m surprised the usual LOTR sites haven’t reported this, but AOL has a short scene from The Two Towers available in RealVideo.
Justin Quinell provides this fascinating and educational photo essay, titled “
During a recent trip to Stratford Ontario my dad became enamored with a quote, etched into a graveyard headstone. He managed to copy it but was unable to find the source. So, dear one or two readers, does the following verse look at all familiar to you?
From the makers of STAMINA®, now with secret ingredient “Horny Goat Weed”, comes the enjoyably-titled missive “Be her ‘Night in Shinning Armor’ again…”
(Warning: this entry has way too many links.)
I spent the evening watching the expanded Fellowship of the Ring. It’s going to take some time getting used to the new rhythms of the movie, but I really liked almost all the new scenes and scene extensions. The movie really does look better than the original two-disc set; the DTS soundtrack is similarly impressive. I’m half tempted to call in sick tomorrow just so I can spend all day poring over the supplemental material.
I don’t like this being old stuff. My windshield got covered in guano, no one would go with me to the bar on Friday, my Saturday birthday dinner gave me a stomach ache, a phone call this morning tells me the suit coat I special ordered is on backorder (despite the fact the salesman called up the warehouse Friday to confirm my style was in stock before I ordered), and I just remembered DVD Planet will be unable to send me The Fellowship of the Ring extended DVDs because there’s no mail today (hence my adding a day now to my Java countdown). Not to mention, the idiots continually calling up thinking my number is Detroit Edison’s because they’re too stupid to 