busy- Jog before it gets hot
- vacuum
- get Mr. S to: mow, edge, wash the coolers, finish sizing the walls in the MB so painting can happen later, replace light fixtures
- look busy while he's doing that so he doesn't quit
- finally write in to the local paper and tell them once again, "Mr. Natural Gardening Columnist" is an asshole that shouldn't have the job
- send links that show that Epazote is NOT good to ingest in large quantities as it is TOXIC and can kill people (and is a natural abortive) HELLO. (scroll to bottom)
- Remind them that just because something exists in nature, doesn't mean it is automatically GOOD FOR YOU. See: uranium
- Also: rotenone. (crushed and powdered chrysanthemums) Note that the LD50 - toxicity level - is MORE POTENT than the chemical diazinon, kthx. (the lower the number, the faster it kills you.)
- fix that wonky paragraph in your crack!fic - just because it's crack doesn't mean it can't have proper sentence structure. Or something.
- stop
- smell roses
- possibly prune roses while smelling
- and that Russian sage out back that's out of control
- and the cosmos
- that butterfly bush is almost as tall as the cedar tree, don't forget that
- strap on radiation suit and enter the boy's room for laundry/trash/burning it all with a flame thrower
- go to library and return books!! ACK!
- *cough* pay speeding ticket *cough*
- oooh! see if Market Street has English peas in the pod - YUM - and get milk
- do NOT make a milk mustache and wait for people to query, "Got milk?" It wasn't funny the first time, it's not funny now.
- tighten up that outline for the Writing Humor panel - email crew again and ask them for BULLET POINTS, pls.
- Ooooh, get cheesecloth to make paneer today! Or tomorrow, depending on how much you get done. (Dude, we're making cheese! I feel so Laura Ingalls.)
- cajole father into taking children for sleepover so you can go see PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN!!!
- convince the world that Norrington/Sparrow is AWESOME and turn them all into fic writers for your pleasure
- finish that damn Norrington fic
- get around to that "My Mayor Richard Wilkins the III" post you've been meaning to do
- ignore everything here and MAHJONGG!!!
[eta] is anyone else noticing that bullet points look all weird lately? With the over-spacing? o_O
[eta#2]:
swmbo! You should get this guy to do your lawn! Or find another person in need of weight loss closer to home. Hee! 