On Friday morning, I opened the door to my office and was hit in the face by a wall of steam! The radiator valve had somehow gotten turned and the tiny room was like being inside of a cloud.
2001's Sashimi Tabernacle Choir! "Sporting over two hundred and fifty computer controlled lobsters, bass, trout, catfish and sharks, the Choir performs a repertoire ranging from pop tunes to classical opera."
Local papers are awesome. Front page news = "Picnic a comfortable way for new students to feel welcome." Complete with "Man on trial in rape case" leering at the kids enjoying their comfortable picnic.
On Wednesday afternoon I moved a painting in our living room and found that someone who had been in our apartment in the last two years had secreted away a mystery bag of drugs and/or anthrax. (Turned out to be the former, btw.)
This is a picture of the birthday cake that Pauline (Grant's mom!) was given by her friends. She owns a salon and offeres bikini waxes (along with many other services) but her friends decided to make her a birthday cake about waxing! Hahaha. UNBELIEVABLE!
