A bottle of wine and the Internet do not mix

Very occasionally, Jamey and I get awfully silly.

And tonight we got awfully silly.

I bring you our future child:

The Jamey-Claire baby.

This is our future. Is it a girl? Is it a boy? Why is it blond? Only time will tell.

But for now, I can only say that for the past hour we have had way too much fun with this website and its photo uploading and blending capabilities.

…Now back to your regularly scheduled Thursday evening.

P’s and Q’s

Yesterday while at work, I made what I think is a very funny comment,
but no one else laughed. So I am going to inflict it on the people who bother to read this.

I was in a conference call with some clients and we were reviewing an excel spreadsheet.
My teammate asked a question to the client, “Do you have a status on item number 4?”

The reply: “I have updated it in columns P and Q.”

To which I replied, “You should be minding your P’s and Q’s.”

Pay attention to them.

Genius, right?

There was a half-chuckle from someone in the room with me and a bit of a giggle on the phone. I am still shocked no one else found it that amusing. I mean… it’s funny on multiple levels.

Allow me to explain.

Level 1: I was telling this lady that if she’d paid attention to the details then she would have seen the answer to her question without having to ask. This is funny because the phrase “Mind your Ps and Qs” means you should pay attention to details.

Level 2: If she had reviewed columns P and Q she wouldn’t have had to ask the question, so “Mind your Ps and Qs” meant to review those columns.

A fantastic joke.

New Year’s Resolution

Claire and I made a New Year’s resolution: We would walk to the grocery store.

We live at "A"

But yesterday it was cold.

And my car was parked over on Chalmers St. and I wanted to move it.

And it was cold.

And we wanted to get groceries for the week.

So we drove.

I’d like to say that we lasted a full 9 days of walking to the grocery store, but we didn’t. I just stopped by the store next to the office on the way home. So we never went to that one by foot…

The issue arose when we got to the store and remembered that I’d be out of town all week. So we really didn’t need to get a lot of groceries at all… So we bought a lot of wine!

Namely this crazy Japanese plum wine stuff. It smells terrible and antiseptic, but tastes pretty good. I’m not sure about drinking it straight, but I think it’ll make a fun mixer.

I’m inclined to attempt to form some kind of moral or lesson that I’ve learned here, but I can’t be bothered.

Blame the Duel at Dawn

Well, since I’ve been deemed the sentimental one around here (as in, I’m not discussing dying birds), I thought I’d share with you a little snippet of the early days of Jamey’s and my courtship.

What’s funny is that exactly one year ago yesterday, Jamey sent me a link to a video with which I am very familiar. It is the subject of a great historical event that I like to describe as one of the most tragic: for in one single moment, a great historical figure was lost – a Founding Father, mind you.

Yes, I am talking about none other than the duel between Mssrs. Hamilton and Burr.

When I met Jamey, this somehow became part of our early conversation. After all, what else are you supposed to say to a history major?

I leave you with the episode of Drunk History Vol. 1 (rated PG-13 by myself, so you are forewarned if you’ve never seen this hilarity).

I suppose you could say that with this video, the wooing began.