Wait, where’s it going? Ahh!
I wouldn’t mind one of these, though it might freak out the neighbors.
Hand Soap
My husband won’t let me buy new soap for the bathroom because he thinks it’s too disturbing.
Spoilsport.
Mac OS X color scheme tools
ColorSchemer | Create matching color schemes at the click of a button
This is just a reminder to me to go check this out later. Move along, nothing to see here.
Tales of a 31-year-old white belt: random connections revealed
First, an awesome shirt about roundhouse kicks.
I had a great time out at lunch with two friends who are black belts (one’s a m\Master) in Tang Soo Do today. One of the great benefits of this new activity is that I now have a point of connection with incredible people I might have otherwise lost touch with. That by itself is worth the price of admission.
I’ve also learned through a clothing shopping trip yesterday that my fluffy body has already started to reorganize. I haven’t lost any weight, but certain pockets of fat are starting to disappear. Benefits: less fat. Consequences: now I don’t wear the same style of pants I did 3 months ago and had to move to a different rack at the fat girls’ store. Can’t say that’s a bad thing.
And finally, here’s a skill I didn’t think would be involved in martial arts: sewing. I bought a sewing machine this week because my fat ass takes a size 6 do bokh (uniform) and that’s the same size that my friend the six-foot-four Master wears. Or to put it another way, I had to hem almost 8 inches of fabric off the bottom.
I just might make my fortune by commissioning someone to create Tang Soo Do do bokhs in patterns designed for women. That is, after I do the other eight hundred things I was going to do to conquer the world.
Unrelated aside:
The awesome folks at the Apple Store managed to take apart the monolith, clean her up, and call me to pick her up already by this afternoon. So we’re back on the iMac and life is good. I’m a happy camper.
More tee-shirts I need.
A friend pointed out the Order of the Stick store today and now I’m sorely tempted to spend my CafePress bucks (all eight of ‘em) on a How about you take a few skill ranks in Kiss My Ass? shirt. Hmm.
Or maybe I just need one to twist the rules a bit.
So many tee shirts, so few casual days.
Last Unicorn 25th Anniversary Edition.
Oh. My. God.
You can buy a 25th anniversary edition of The Last Unicorn signed by Peter Beagle.
That totally totally rocks.
Makes my heart go pitter-patter.
Hmm. How to convince my husband that life cannot continue if one of these isn’t in my home….
