Still Laughing
I cannot believe I watched this home spun Firefox ad three times. But it made me laugh so I share it with you.
I cannot believe I watched this home spun Firefox ad three times. But it made me laugh so I share it with you.
Oh god, once again I've completely ravaged my system by attending FlashintheCan, commonly referred to as FiTC. And by attending I mean partying too much. After sending in the obligatory "I don't feel well" email, I realized the only flash guy at my office is out til thursday, so I actually needed to come in. Which I did. So here I sit, hungover, exhausted and generally rundown.
As some people might recall, I bought World of Warcraft last summer. Much to my girlfriend's chagrin, I'm still playing it. Finally, the Onion figured it out.
Libs just got the call from the midwife telling us definitively that she is carrying a boy. Booyah!
This morning Libs and I went to have another ultrasound. The little bugger's coming along nicely (from what I could see). The technician is not allowed to state what the gender is (even if they can plainly recognize the plumbing). I'm not sure why, maybe it's because even pro's can make a mistake and nothing would be worse than a father pulling a Homer with all the little boy sports paraphenalia and finiding out it's a girl. That said, I'm almost positive I saw a boy's "bits". And when I said as much, I wasn't corrected. Libs saw what I saw, but neither of us are making any 100% assumptions until the midwife says what it is definitively.
This morning on my walk from the streetcar to the office I was passed by a guy with an umbrella. His head was obscured for a few moments when he first passed and I kinda thought, "Pussy. It's just rain." Then the umbrella tilted and I could see his head. HE WAS BALD!
Well, the house is ours as long as the mortgage is approved. Our mortgage broker called our real estate agent and said we were approved, but we went through the forms last night and found "discrepancies".