Happy Halloween ...

So we carved pumpkins this weekend. If you look carefully, you will see that the scared pumpkin on the left is crying. Probably because the pumpkin on the right needs some plastic surgery and dental work ...

It Never Fails ...

Packages from my Mom always seem to arrive at the lowest point of my various life crises. And I feel better. At least a bit better. Even if my life still seems to be spinning out of control ...

Metro Opens Doors ...

So I'm on my way home on the Metro today, sitting across from a middle-aged couple. They start teasing each other, and immediately I see my parents 15 years from now. (Did you get that, parents?! I just called you 15 years younger than middle-aged. You are welcome for that.) In the midst of their conversation, the wife asks the husband something, and he says, "I wasn't watching, I was looking at her." Her meaning me. So then I start laughing and we become Metro friends. Which, you should know, is saying something. I am not usually a Metro friend. I mind my own business (unless you are under five years old, in which case I will smile and make faces at you) of secretly imagining the life stories of the people I am pretending not to look at. Well it took little imagination to see that this couple had a happy life together. They soon got off the train, though, and in came a guy with two toothbrushes in his pocket, clearly coming from the dentist. He sat down in the wife's former seat and then proceeded to look at himself (and his newly cleaned teeth) in the window. We did not become Metro friends ..

Close Every Door ...

So what happens after you (very happily) listen to the entire CD of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat at least twice a day for three days in a row? Well, it takes at least three more days for the words to leave ... I am on day two now and the songs keep playing in my head. Over and over and over again. I woke up thinking them. Which makes me think of myself 10 years ago. That would be the year of the David Osmond obsession. Yep. Good times ...

Because I Need To Post Something ... Anything ...

Clearly I am desperate. I neglect my blog for two weeks and can only find this photo to post?! Well, I actually wanted to save this for Election Day. But because I am becoming a bit less enthused about the possible results of that day it makes an appearance now. And because I have nothing good to post. So we get this. (For the record, I still think McCain will win. Mostly because I am stubborn and have already predicted this and do not want to doubt my predictive powers.)

Now a quote from a really good book I read recently: "An average of seventy-four species become extinct every day, which was one good reason but not the only one to hold someone's hand." ~ Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

And this alarming tidbit from my professor: "It is absolutely, completely impossible to sell cereal without any rat feces." Apparently our food scientists need to be working a bit more diligently ...