Hump Day
Hee! I love the way that sounds.

Seriously, though, folks, it's Wednesday and that's a good thing. I've been taking Pilates classes at my gym (to get in shape for the wedding) and I've got one tonight so I'm pretty jazzed about that.

Also, a quick glance at the weather channel tells me that in Minnesota right now (where all my kith and kin are) it's 30 degrees BELOW ZERO. Makes me happy to be in Jersey even with the arctic winds.

Weather-related
I'm really starting to get sick of this craptacular weather we're having here in Jersey. For the love of God, does everyday have to involve 'arctic winds'? I'm sitting here in my office, with a scarf wrapped around my neck because no matter how much heat I put on the wind blows right through my single-paned window. It almost makes me miss (gasp!) Savannah. I know. I said it. THAT'S how cold it is.

Sunday
Yesterday was so much fun. But Saturdays usually are. We took a drive, had dinner with friends, got some laundry done, and generally just goofed off. It was great. Now, though, it's Sunday. And work is tomorrow. And it makes me sad.

On top of the Sunday-blues, the weather is crap. It's been sleeting since early this morning and the roads are awful. Blech.

The one bright spot? I'm still listening to Oklahoma! and have almost memorized the entire score. I did mention that I'm a geek, so this shouldn't surprise you. I hope your Sundays are better than mine.

Yay!
My brand new copy of the 1998 National Theatre Production of Oklahoma! has just arrived! In true theater-geek tradition, I'm currently absorbed in listening to it from beginning to end, while singing along at the top of my lungs. Add a glass of wine and you've got the perfect Friday night. Awww, yeah.

Jerry Springer - The What??
I realize that lately I've been linking to things online and then snarking on them, but sometimes it's just necessary. For instance, this little item. Someone, please tell me that it's a parody. I mean, my gut tells me that it must be, but....

Hogwash
Has anybody else heard about this? I never thought this sentence would ever escape my lips, but I have to agree with Hank Aaron. Pete Rose has no place in baseball.

I think the reason he's confessed to betting is because he just wrote a book and it's good PR. If they let Rose into the Hall of Fame, they have to deal with the fact that Shoeless Joe Jackson, who was accused (along with the rest of his teammates) of throwing the 1919 World Series, and has since been found innocent (UNLIKE the rest of his teammates), was never inducted even though he deserved to be.

So, to sum up, this is crap. Pete Rose has no place in baseball.

Not Cal
Well, the mystery of the bandwidth is solved. Apparently, Pamie found the picture of the kitties below and wondered if one of them was an old picture of her cat, Cal. So she linked me.

As far as I know, that is not Cal. The picture was sent to me as a forward because the one on the right looks like my cat, Pumpkin, and the sender thought I would like it. I did like it so I sent it to my dad, who couldn't open it. Because he still wanted to see it, I posted it here.

That's the story. I hope all is well over at pamie.com now.

Bandwidth
As I type this, I know that when I am done no one will be able to read it. That's because for the first time I'm having bandwidth problems. I think this means that a good amount of people are visiting and the extra traffic makes for more bandwidth usage and I've only got so much to use. One thing I did to help with this problem was to make the kittie picture a link, so that less data is traveling from one place to another, thereby lowering the bandwidth usage. Hopefully this will help. I apologize for any inconvenience and I hope you come again.

Love, Kasey

Kitties
This made my day. I'm posting it here because my dad's computer is set up with defcom four surveillance and won't allow in anything that it doesn't recognize. Enjoy.

Dude, that's just wrong.
This man's hair? Makes me want to cry. It's a travesty. Dude, you're a bazillionaire. Get a freakin' stylist already.

The money is par for the course. I mean, who's surprised that once AGAIN the richest among us are also the cheapest.

Did you know, for instance, that the state of Connecticut took in the most income last year but also donated the least to charitable organizations?

Something to think about.