Disconnected Ephemera

Irina calls all drinks "doof," which means "juice," which is hilarious because she doesn't like juice and she never has. Water is doof, milk is doof, soda is doof, but juice is just disgusting.

I WENT TO THE MOVIES!!!!! This is very exciting. The last time I went to the movies was in aught-5, when Saren and I went to see The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I had convinced myself that I didn't like seeing movies in the theater much anyway, preferring the peace and quiet of my own living-room DVD player to the crowds of movie-going buffoons who talk loudly through my films. Last night Harper agreed to go to the theater to see Shrek the Third as long as we went with some friends. I forgot how much I like it. There's nothing like a movie theater for losing yourself in a story. Harper sat in my lap through half of it, but then went to her own seat for the rest, and said that she was totally over her movie theater fear and wouldn't have any problems going to see movies anymore. Hooray! I saw previews! I like previews!

Today is Patrick's 32nd birthday. The girls and I walked over to Wal-mart today to get him a gift and so that the girls could pick out some cards for him. It was very, very hot. I think today must have been the hottest it has been so far. Today was the first day our AC had a really hard time making any sort of dent in the heat. As we stood at the crosswalk waiting to cross the street, I could feel my toes burning in my flip-flops. I might take two showers today. Have I mentioned how much I hate the freaking heat?????

Last year, I said that it would be our last summer in Vegas, and yet here we are. I realize I haven't said much about our plans beyond occasionally declaring something and then ignoring the fact that it hasn't come to pass when I said it would. Well, frankly, that's demoralizing and also a little boring. Suffice it to say, we're working on it, and by god, if this isn't the last summer we ever spend in Las Vegas, my head will surely explode, and then no one will ever have to read my blathering again anyway.

What else did I want to write about. Oh. I recently bought myself a pro flickr account with some money that I had in my paypal account from doing some surveys on one of those "get paid to" websites (will not ever do that again) and from writing two stupid little articles on Associated Content (will also not ever do that again... probably). I had about two more dollars than I needed, so I thought, why not? I don't know if it's really worth it, but when it expires, I will surely renew it, because I won't want to lose access to all of my photos. That's some racket they've got there. I've been slowly marking off favorites and now have a few here. Check 'em out.

And, now I can't really remember what else I was going to write about, which is probably for the best. Coming soon: memes, photos, and probably an Irina video.