Lisa and I went to Barnes & Noble last night to browse through interior design books and have a coffee. Sitting next to us was a couple playing a trivial pursuit type of game.

Girl: What creature was unleashed by Doctor David Banner?
Boy: Uh, I don’t know
Girl: Yes you do, he is green…
Boy: Green?
Girl: Yeah, big and green.
Boy: Oh! The Jolly Green Giant.
Girl: No, no– green like a monster– a mean, green monster
Boy: Oscar the Grouch?
Girl: No. It’s the Hulk– you know the Incredible Hulk?
Boy: I never watch wrestling.

I wrote out my second deposit check last week. Yesterday I got word that the seller would like to change the closing date to January 29th; would I be willing? YES! To think that in just a few weeks I will be painting and furnishing my own place! Unreal!
Hopefully all goes well.

Elvis was born January 8, 1935.
Happy Birthday Elvis! Wherever you may be!

Merry Christmas to all you Byzantine Rite Catholics
still on the Gregorian calendar!!!!
Christos Razdajetsja!

My cousin David was the first recipient of a knit hat! He says it fits. Cousin David’s hat was modeled on Mike Nesmith’s wool hat:

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HOW COOL IS THAT!?!?!

Once I get this poncho knitted, I may start knitting Mike Nesmith hats for everyone!!!!!! We shall see.

I had to do it. And I am not ashamed. That bag of ginger snap cookies was just asking to be eaten. What kind of a person would I be if I just IGNORED its plea? I deserve a badge of honor.

Last night I went on eBay and found a bootleg DVD of old Monkee performances that I immediately scooped up. The description says it has Peter’s performance on the Uncle Floyd Show back in the early 80’s!!!! I LOVED the Uncle Floyd Show. I used to submit my little crayon renderings of Looney Skip Rooney– but they never made it on the air. Apparently Floyd Vivino couldn’t recognize true artistic talent. At any rate, this afternoon I bought tickets to see Peter Tork perform in Philly. I can’t wait. This will be the 3rd time I’ve seen him perform solo. And as usual I will don my 1986 Monkees concert T-shirt. It’s a little small since I was 12 years old when I originally bought it but I don’t care. How else can I display my Monkee love?

I have spent the last few days knitting the Jen’s Poncho from Sally Melville’s book, The Knit Stitch. My knitting is getting pretty good; I have 43 rows of 48 stitches completed. As I was proudly showing my hard work to my mother, she pointed out that you can see a color difference which mean the skeins that I’ve been using are from different dye lots. How I didn’t notice this is beyond me. Now I have to figure out what to do. Do I try to make it look like a pattern or do I just say, to heck with it? ARGH!

Do you have trouble making decisions?
Hmmm, well, I would have to say, yes and no.

What I should do:
1. Clean room
2. Catch up on my email correspondence
3. Clean bathroom

What I most likely will do instead:
1. Knit
2. Watch TV
3. Eat cookies
4. Walk aimlessly
5. Drink beer

I had a dream I was checking my business voicemail. There were a ton of messages. I couldn’t remember what greeting I was using to tell the callers I was away and so I decided to have a listen. My voice greeted me intoning, “Boobies, Boobies, Boobies, Boobies, BEEEEEEP!” I was horrified! How long has that been my voicemail greeting? Why would I record that!?! Upon awaking I was relieved to find it was just a dream.

1. Stop being so gosh darn messy! This is going to become even more important now that I am about to own a condo.

2. Join a Health Club. I didn’t do it last year; maybe I will do it this year. I should think it is a great place to meet people and it is about time I get myself into some physical shape.

3. Get away from the computer– Go out, meet people, have fun, be active.

4. Look at other companies and investigate different job positions. Maybe even interview. If I am not going to get married and have little babies, I might as well try to make as much money as I can.

5. Stop crossing legs AND when lying in bed– lie on BACK. Usually I lie on my side and the skin on my face is all stretched and I drool and it is really gross.

I am all dolled up, ready to meet some friends: Erin, her husband Pete, Kathy and Kathy’s friend. We are going to Lisa’s pub where we will have dinner and drinks. It should be very nice. The plan is to not stay out late– leave that to the young’uns.