The temptation to "accidentally" slip Ginger's explanation in is quite tempting. I already have "genre geek" branded on my forehead (my boss won't even use the phrase "twilight zone" without *literally* nodding in my direction), so what would be the harm?

Do it!

Sometimes you really do have to restate what should be obvious because people get so tied up about details that aren't really important.

I had some peanut M&Ms as my 11 o'clock snack.

I'm eating a salad as my 11 o'clock lunch. And, can I just say, I hate having the first lunch period of the day. Lunch at 10:45 is just wrong.

Twitter is kinda creepy. I tweet one picture of me in new T-shirt (and added the tag #teefury for documentation purposes), and now two T-shirt company accounts are following me. Is the expectation I am so flattered that I start buying their products? How does that work?

I still wrestle with the woman who cannot grasp that because something - a mass e-mail or a web page - has been tweaked so it's PERFECT when she looks at it on her office computer, chances are that most people won't see it that way. Or that to many of them it will look like utter crap. Or that, maybe, using 300dpi full-screen images resized in the content manager we use (under duress) will slow down the time it takes someone who's outside the office and may not have broadband to see it. (bitter much?)

As an antidote, I offer this.

And, in regard to dog names, a friend of my parents had a dachshund named Lady Samantha von Wobblebottom.

Hooray Zorro/Felix/Abed/Zebra!

Copcar is a cute name for a tuxedo kitty and I hope he comes home. We used to have a black and white cat named Chaika, which literally means seagull but is slang for police car

ita !, clearly you are so cool that they are following you to gather intel on new tee shirt trends.

Lady Samantha von Wobblebottom

That is a totally awesome name for a dog.

I can't believe I'm using brain cells up on Chris Brown, but I laughed to read that his mother apparently thinks he's being an ass, and that he did indeed make the juvenile offensive tweet that he quickly deleted (along with most of his feed, take that, Library of Congress!). Combine that with the story of the parent that made her daughter stand on a street corner holding a sign admitting to stealing from her family, and I really want to see Skeezy Breezy at Hollywood & Vine holding a placard saying "I beat the shit out of a woman I professed to love, and I refuse to be contrite."

One of my pictures made it up on Gothamist: [link]