Category Archives: true life 2008

Be careful what you wish for…

She has this fantasy: Some calamity occurs and she must stay inside for weeks, drifting from her lofted bed to her easel, passing the days by painting, alone.

That’s from a Washington Post article about Matt Sesow and Dana Ellyn’s gallery show opening/wedding on Friday night. My main regret about all of this snow is that we missed their wedding. You can read all about it, and them, here: “D.C. couple put hearts to canvas at their wedding turned gallery show,” By Dan Zak

Be sure to check out the brief narrated slideshow, it’s kinda sweet.

You can check out Til Death Do Us Part at Longview Gallery, through March 1st.

Matt & Dana’s wedding website is here.

Hallelujua, It's Raining Moose!

I feel bad for both the driver and the moose, but I’d be lying if I said my first thought when I saw the headline about a moose dropping out of the sky onto a car wasn’t relief because it wasn’t me.

The moose that “fell from the sky” Tuesday, in an observer’s words, landed on its head and quickly died.

The yearling bull nearly took a man with him after it fell from the Interstate 95 overpass onto Hinckley Road.

Shirley Bailey, assistant town clerk, got the frantic call shortly after 8 a.m. Tuesday. The caller was driving along the road when he saw the moose fall.

Bailey recalled his comments: “‘I was driving under the bridge on Hinckley Road and a moose fell from the sky.'”

The man was “a little shook up,” said Bailey, who quickly notified Police Chief Charles Runnels. “It was quite frightening, I guess.”

“It was quite frightening, I guess.” Has to be one of the most unintentionally hilarious sentences. Later in the article, someone named Reynold (who I suspect is a typo referring to Chief Runnels) also states, “Such accidents are not as uncommon as people might think.” Moose collisions, perhaps, but airborne moose collisions? Airborne moose collisions are not as uncommon as people might think?

Upon further reflection, I’ve never considered the possibility of an airborne moose collision or a plague of moose falling from the sky, so even one case would make this type of accident more common than I ever suspected. Chief Runnels/Reynolds, I stand corrected.

(you may make your own Bullwinkle jokes in the comments)

blog365

Blog365 ends today and I haven’t got anything momentous to say.

It was a year of posts about squirrels and Huckaphobia and Artomatic and Frankenstein and coffee and lolcats and movies and politics and pop culture. So, basically the same as every other year.

I just tallied up my posts for the year: 533. Plus this one. So that’s 534. I don’t think those automatically generated twitter summaries should count, so let’s subtract 5.

That leaves me with 529 posts for 2008, if I can resist coming back to post again today. For a moment I thought 529 was a prime number, but it’s not, it’s a square number. The square root of 529 is 23, which is itself a prime number, so that makes 529 interesting by association, I think. 530 is much less interesting than 529, so perhaps I should leave it at that and just say, “See you next year!”

Santa stopped by yesterday

Michele B gifted us with such a stunning and delicious array of cookies that Husband and I – and we’ll neither confirm nor deny this – may have growled at each other like wolves over the little chocolate cookies. Also the gingerbread man. Also the dainty little pastries that were like tiny tasty creme brulee cousins.

We also got lovely surprises from JunglePete, as well as Dr. Birdcage and Phil, although none of these turned out to be edible.

On a completely unrelated and most assuredly not edible note, I’m very happy that Pete has been posting about coyote poop and has posted nice pictures. When coyote poop started showing up in my neighborhood I let a biologist take it and didn’t think to take pictures til it was gone.

Birth announcement

Husband and I are proud to welcome the newest addition to our household: our new HD Tivo. Lacking creativity, I named it OverLord II. Being products of the 80s, we have that compulsion to append the phrase “electric boogaloo” every time we say OverLord 2, so I suspect we’ll be dropping the 2 soon enough seeing as that joke got old in, oh, say, 1984.

In other (non)news, Valet Mag has actually tracked down a rather attractive tuxedo for under $500. Last year I made someone I live with give all of his tuxes to charity but I haven’t gotten around to finding him a new one. He and his dad are the same size so I wanted to check in with him before we did any actual shopping or called on the tailor. (Yes, that was all. All, as in more than 2. No, I don’t understand it either).