Have you ever stopped to think how vulnerable you are to a stealth ninja attack while you’re flossing?
Voice of reason
I was having some trouble downloading a file tonight, and Mike came in and saved the day. When he’d fixed it, he started doing his little, “I’m so cool” strut and waggling his hips in a little hotshot dance.
I felt it was my duty to inform him then that his fly was down before everything went too much to his head.
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Boulder Flood Update
Boulder is currently in the midst of what some are calling the Hundred-Year Flood, potentially a rain event that could only occur once every 1,000 years.
Here’s the latest update from Boulder Emergency and Management: “Stop watering your lawns.”
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Instruments of all sorts
I’m not sure if my husband has been ignoring my flatulence tonight, legitimately not hearing it because he’s so absorbed in his book, or thinks it’s just an instrument playing in the orchestral melodies currently emanating from my instrumental Pandora station.
On second thought, we’re not listening to jazz, so the trumpet has yet to feature prominently in any of the featured pieces. I guess it’s probably not option C.
Damn.
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Duh
I always find it comical when someone smashes their face up against a coffee shop window to gauge space and ambiance.
Uhhh, those of us inside can see you. It is one of those window things, not a one-way mirror.
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Feelings
So I broke an ice cream scoop the other day, and I’m not sure if I should feel proud, pissed, or ashamed that I couldn’t wait an extra five minutes for the ice cream to melt a little before diving in.