Friday, March 29, 2002
I have blue glass at work that I am famous for carrying around to all our meetings. (And believe me, we have a lot of meetings.) Today I realized that the blue actually comes from some sort of dye/paint, which is now chipping off and discreetly mixing with the water inside the glass. Could this be dangerous?
Last night was another banner evening at The Mint. Pictures forthcoming. All I can say is that I'm glad the bathrooms there are unisex.
(I have mentioned my recent problem of entering the men's bathroom by mistake? Surely I must have. This has happened twice, in the past month, once at the local movie theater and once at a bar in Kirkland, Washington. I'm certain it's some sort of worst-fears-coming-true punishment incurred for watching too much TV.)
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