From Yahoo! Messenger today:
Eric Bergen: I think I boycotted U2 for life but I don’t remember
Not a very effective boycotting strategy. :)
From Yahoo! Messenger today:
Eric Bergen: I think I boycotted U2 for life but I don’t remember
Not a very effective boycotting strategy. :)
So I’m in the copy room, making copies, minding my own business. The following scene occurs:
Woman is tending to some printing/copying.
Man enters.
Man: Hey, do you have a few minutes for me at 10?
Woman: Sure! I’ve got time for you at midnight tonight!
I’m sure it was meant in an innocent way, like “I’ve got time for you anytime“, but the scene that played out in my head was much different. :)
Heard over the cubicle wall today, while two co-workers were discussing Judaism:
Guy1: So it’s like Fight Club?
Guy2: It’s exactly like Fight Club.
Out of context quotes are the best. :)
Today, while I was riding the light rail to work, I was sitting in the articulated section of the train, next to my bike. There was another guy sitting with his bike. He was kind of old, and seemed a little crazy. He kept mumbling to himself and occasionally said non-sensical things to me.
We stopped at a station, and nobody was there. He half stood up, and was looking out the window intensely, and announced to me and the train:
They’ve got rainbow-colored leopards … with six legs!!
I replied, “Um, OK.” Crazy people rule.
Update: Well, things are not always as they seem. We took light rail downtown tonight to see a movie, and upon the train stopping at San Fernando station, what did we see? Rainbow-colored leopards, with six legs. Or at least art that appears to be such. Maybe the guy is slightly (but not much) less crazy than I thought.
While she was cooking bacon, on my Weber Baby Q grill, directly on the grill (note that I had nothing to do with this):
Helena: Why is it smoking?
(Jeremy and Eric proceed to laugh.)
Good stuff. Grease was literally pouring out of the bottom of the grill into the catch pan. Yuck.