Miscellaneous...

...emphasis on the "aneous."

Paging Sarah Tonein.
Paging Sarah Tonein.
Please come to the Write Procrastinator blog right away.
Miss Sarah Tonein, please come to the Write Procrastinator blog right away.

Pussi...er, wimps. Running with the bulls? Trying running through the bullshit like I do at work, every single day. Yeah, thought so, go back to quietly eating your tapas in the corner, you don't want none of my job.

Let's face it, given a choice of the two, the majority of us wouldn't watch the "grass roots rugby."

There's a certain website lets me buy movie tickets in advance and until last week (with the lines we get in certain theaters), I'd tell you that was almost worth its weight in gold. Then I was dumb enough to sign up a contest that they sponsored and now? I am in spam hell, with at least fourteen spam a day. Let me thank the person the person at the company who let this happen with my hearty foot in their "aneous."

I'll be glad when these brush fires are over. Not only for the poor people whose home and livelihoods are in the path of this destruction, but also the end of this sepia pall that bathes all of the Bay Area with an unnatural light, like Michael Bay gone amok.




From Curbed SF, who got it from What I'm Seeing. Indeed, a noble sentiment, until that humongous SUV with the driver that is driving while texting runs the light...it's then that I want my subcompact car with its crumple zones, side-impact beams, airbag, and its side-air bags around me. No offense.