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to follow up on the previous post…
if anyone is interested in seeing how much CO2 they put into the air, go to this calculator.

thank god al gore invented the movie screen so i was able to watch his documentary inconvenient truth tonight, great movie and very informative. i used to have a crush on the man, circa 2000 (stop judging!), so i was more than happy to dedicate my evening to his cause. i even rushed right home to recycle, and by rush i mean i drove slowly to burn less gasoline…err bio-diesel.

every once in a while, i’m pro global warming, like right now–justin has the ac cranked and i’m freezing. bring on the co2! come tomorrow morning when i walk into the office and old old man gray has winter going i’ll feel the same way…

if you haven’t seen it yet, go. if you have, did the end credits annoy you too?

the infamous ltb is in town, which means murphy’s can finally make back some of that money they’ve no doubt been losing since the big bad move to dc. i decided to go out with the tommy entourage last night; these shakers move fast, when i finally met up with them they were on the third bar of the evening, shucks. after pointing out that i was the designated driver this showed up at our table:planned or unplanned? either way i remain impressed, that tommy sure knows how to show a fellow countryman a good time. oh and just so you know, “iced tea” may cause one to fall off their stool, sure you can blame the slick chair but i’m going to place blame on the tea brew. (this new drink brings out the best in people, and by best i mean best morbid stories!)

my dvd player recently died, after the proper mourning period i started searching for a new one. i accidentally bought a princess pink disney one, oops.

ben is staying with me on the weekends until school starts up again. i came home to find him on the couch staring blankly at the new dvd player, only to comment that he will never watch a movie there again. success!!

my life is over. my life as a fun, beer-drinking, stripper watching party girl.

this was realized last night, when i was in bed at 9:51pm. yes, you read correctly…ninefreakingfiftyone. i’m old, and boring.

as i laid there in bed a quote from old school kept running through my head. remember when some hot little thing asked frank the tank what his plans for saturday were? let’s refresh…

Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we’re going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don’t know, I don’t know if we’ll have enough time.

i feel like the bed, bath, & beyond poster child, finding a coupon for the store on justin’s counter the next morning doesn’t exactly help, now does it?

D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-N-G!!!

the geeks and i had a costco lunch. there is just something about the costco that pleases geeks and girls alike. we looked at industrial sized fans, patio covers, and fake beach bikes before settling on a dyson vacuum for the pmk house. i’m not exactly sure how shopping for patio covers and vacuums are related, but i’m sure somewhere in those geeky minds they are. i’m also unsure of what an extra lifetime filter is, does owning a dyson somehow bring you a longer lifespan or a second one altogether?

and is it just me or does bare floor tool sound a little dirty, not time to vacuum the crumbs off the floor dirty, but paris hilton dirty.

i’m confused.

86,000 mullets
25,000 handlebar mustaches
countless george hamilton worthy women
family of 7 dressed in matching florescent pink tee-shirts
2 seemingly normal people

that’s right, i’m accounting for the general public at the air show yesterday.

when you know people in high places, you’re privy to some behind by scenes action: you’re able to walk past the “red line” which is guarded with heavily armed men. you’re good to go unless you’re not paying attention and decide to walk through a dog demonstration on your way back, and by you’re i’m referring to me. i know what you kids are thinking, sarah…not pay attention, never!

the highlight of the day was being able to see the jets up close! my favorite being the f16, this is nothing new as i’ve been obsessed since i watched iron eagle for the first time. it was an incredible experience being able to sit in the cockpit of one……as well as stand mere feet away as it took off–what an incredible rush!
seeing the kids intently playing with their new toy jets, yet stopping midair to look in awe as a pilot walked by was heartwarming (yes, i’m a secret sap). i guess i’m not the only one with too many jet flicks in their past, or maybe star wars since that’s exactly where the below stealth looks like it came from…it was a fantastic day, one that i’m going to remember for quite some time, thanks flyboy!!!

Sarahbellum walks by my office at least ten times a day. Not that I’m counting or anything, but during those strolls, she will generally trip and stumble at least once a week. Now, it would be one thing of she was actually stumbling on some sort of object, but the floor is totally flat in the spot she trips (right in front of my door). At first, I used to think she was tripping over the drain cover that sits a little to the right, but upon closer observation, she is actually tripping on nothing. It’s quite amusing, but someday I’m afraid I will have to pick up a bloodied Sarahbellum and escort her to the hospital with a broken nose. So here are a few suggestions, Sarah:

– Lower the floor.
– Don’t wear flip-flops to work.
– Cordon off the offending spot on the carpet that you trip on.

Or you could actually just pick up your feet when you walk.

**thanks for the advice pmk, however, i think you’re just jealous of my pink ‘roos!