i'm tired of doing showings

somebody buy my house, please.

target field is lonely

only the maintenance crew keeping it company, until next spring.

sartorial madness

so i bought this shirt.

apparently they now have age limits on them.

road work ahead?

some people's kids...

blast from the past

while doing a little cleaning/purging, i found some old franklin planner notes. it was from my trip to memphis, when i played in the racquetball u.s. open. i'm throwing away the paper, so here are my notes transcribed to blog form for posterity.

monday, november 13, 2000

picked up kelly

took i-90 to chicago

passed the dodge neon plant and many toll booths

[we missed our turn and went several miles out of our way - we never should have been anywhere near the neon plant]

stayed with heather [college roommate], greg [hubby], kaela [daughter] and guinness [weiner dog]

tuesday, november 14, 2000

made it to memphis

ate at cooker's bar and grill

great waitress named kathleen (gave us a booth)

wednesday, november 15, 2000

first match: pro qualifying

lost to stephanie from alaska, 21-10, 13, 15

new rules! [best of 5 games to 21 with rally scoring. wtf?!]

went to graceland

kelly grilled me at bennigan's [although i can't remember about what now. should have been less cryptic, i guess.]

thursday, november 16, 2000

watched matches - no play for either of us

ate at cooker again - had kathleen again

drove thru beale street

lost $$ at casino

new mantra (from kathleen): i'm better than you; just get over it.

friday, november 17, 2000

no matches for me

kelly loses to texan - doesn't play very well

kelly wins 1st round in 40s vs. marianne walsh (aka diver) [isn't 40 a little old to be diving? was kelly's comment]

kelly hits pro-quality backhand [this was the best shot i've ever seen her hit. i cheered for her and the girl sitting next to me turns to me and says, "they can't hear you." the courts were fully enclosed. later on kel confirms that she indeed did not hear me.]

saturday, november 18, 2000

8am kelly loses to linda moore 11-15, 12-15. she played well. wasn't happy with me for calling an avoidable at 12-12 in game 2. [how the heck did they talk me into reffing, anyway?]

11:15 i lose to lorraine galloway 1-15, 1-15. man, these girls are good!

started on our way home.

didn't get lost.

spent the night in springfield, il

3am insomnia. wow.

sunday, november 19, 2000

lots of cars all over - the roads are slick. one upside down, one on its side. many turned around or in ditch.

we both are home safely.

so far, so good - not

if i could get as much paint on the ceiling as i can on myself and the floor, i might have something.

:p

the mister

first, an observation: "they" clearly know too much about me. it's kinda creepy.

i was in a car accident a couple of weeks ago, and have gotten about a half dozen letters from local chiropractors. so far, i have four hours of free massages coming to me. woo hoo.

and now that i put my house on the market, i'm getting all sorts of letters from moving companies. one in particular stood out, as it was address to mr. and mrs. kimberly wapola. clearly, no household is complete without a mr.

actually, based on the fact that i was happy to have leftovers so i wouldn't have to cook tonight, i would be much better served with a mrs.

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if you feel like giving feedback, you can contact michael farber at mfarber@graebel.com to let him know that you either think he's: a) a genius for giving me proper respect as the head of the household, or b) an idiot.

needed that laugh

i've been a little crabby lately. i just can't deal. however, the first two lines of the song "a line in the dirt" by the eels made me laugh out loud. i needed that.

she locked herself in the bathroom again

so i am pissing in the yard

the entire song is actually pretty sad, but that doesn't take away the therapeutic nature of visualizing some poor guy taking a wizz outside in the middle of winter.

maybe things aren't that bad after all.

so much for that resolution

well, i blew right past my new year's resolution, and didn't realize it until two days later. oops.

but really, 7 isn't that much bigger than 2, is it?

new year's resolution

first, let me just say that if the first three days of 2010 are any indication, this is going to be a fabulous year.

so, with a new year comes a new resolution. *drumroll* i resolve to drink no more than two days in a row.

no exceptions.

not even for bonspiels.

maybe i should have made it three. darn.