Green balls?

So are plastic bull balls recyclable? I don't want to litter the earth with them.

Kimday 2008

I suppose the fact that I can't get this song out of my head means that I should write about this year's Kimday, despite the fact that it was rather uneventful.

[shakes her head to remove the song] Ok, let's see. Kimday itself was normal. I worked or at least I pretended to work. And then I went out to the mail. Praxis had told me he was sending me something, so when I saw a package for me, I thought Wow. It's here. Plus there was another fed ex package from a girl I used to work with. I was late to a meeting, so I put them in my car and headed out to the local coffee shop.

I got a call from my prof that she was going to be late, so I decided to go ahead and open the presents in the car. The Fed Ex was a stack of homemade cards from the kids at the school I used to administrate. That was awesome. The other, however, was a bit disturbing.

Thinking it was from Prax, I'm excited to see a warrior bobblehead or goulet pencil box or something, and instead, I see the gigantic pair of bull's balls mentioned earlier designed to go on monster trucks. So disturbing. No return address (Sent from the factory) and no note inside. It wasn't Praxis. Oh and it included a keyring sized blue pair.

So I had my meeting and then got a call from my friend who told me she was sick and couldn't go out for my birthday. Everyone else I know here was on the conference trip I declined to go to, so I was all alone. Then, though, another classmate called who didn't go either and took me to dinner at a nice restaurant. I was home by 10, in bed by 11, asleep by 12 after reading August's issue of Runner's World (it's been sitting neglected for months).

Yup. That's Kimday. and unKimday was equally less exciting. I had to screen movies for a class bc I have to apply quantum theory to one of them. And today I slept until 11, picked at some spaghetti, and am thinking about spending one of my giftcards. I've got to outline the above paper today and bake some banana bread. Oh, and I think I'm going to ask the 'rents for a gym membership for xmas bc running in Lubbock is not working out. My only times for running happen in the dark and ever since someone tried to bust down my door, I'm a little skittish about doing so in my neighborhood. I figure, at least for winter, a gym is a positive thing.

That's all folks.

Calling all librarians

and other bored researchers.

For my Kimday present, I would like all of you to search every obscure database you have access to in order to find a video clip of Robert Goulet,dressed in some scary pelted suit,riding in a sleigh, singing some Christmas Song.

In other news, someone sent me plastic bull balls for my car for Kimday. I'm not sure what to do with them, as I think they'd drag the ground in my little Slick sedan. Also, even if I had been depleted of oxygen for hours while simultaneously pounding shots and drilling a hole in my brain, I don't think that I would be tempted to display them anywhere. Thank god I didn't take them into the coffee shop where my meeting was. I almost did. Can you imagine the look on my prof's face? Oh lord. I am assuming it was not any of my fair readers. I think I know who did it, and it was all in jest about Lubbock. Still, a little heads up would be nice.

They came, also, with a small, blue set for my keyring. Nice, huh?