We officially have X-Men tickets. Now it’s just an hour long wait until we get out of this place. WOO HOO!!!

Okay, so the owner of the Annoying Little Blurfing Dog (you know, that’s the second time in a row that I’ve initially spelled “annoying” “anooying”. My, how anooying.) comes walking past the desk carrying the ALBD. One of our MIS people sees them and says “What, it’s little legs don’t work?”

We then discover that the poor widdle ALBD just woke up. Hence, it needs to be carried. The MIS woman said something, the end of which was “put it down”. I immediately thought “Put it down? I’ll drive you to the vet!”

Don’t blame me, blame my migraine. Or maybe this Pennywise craving I have right now, migraine or no.

D’OH! I found out who that strange guy who introduced himself to me was (back on 7/12). Turns out he’s my boss’s boss. Wonderful. My boss’s boss thinks I’m an idiot.

This just came in from one of my buddies down in tech support:

There will be a total eclipse of the Moon on Sunday, July 16, visible in the western United States and western Canada. The umbral phase begins at 4:57 a.m., PDT.

Total Eclipse of the Moon? Wait a minute. Wasn’t that a song that Bonnie Tyler teamed up with Pink Floyd to do?

Oh, and I noticed my current details on the left (music & reading) look wonky in Internet Exploder. Now is the part where you ask me if I care right now.

Well DUH. Ever thought of trying frames to fix the link color problem, doofus? You know, when I miss the obvious it really makes me wonder about my brain. I’ll blame it on lack of sleep. I’m sure there’s a cleaner, non-CSS, non-frames solution to my problem, but my brain hasn’t quite revved up enough for that sort of thinking yet.

Okay, today is NOT the day for Annoying Little Burfing Dog to be burfing. Maybe he’s not too small to flush after all.

I’m going crazy here. Aside from ALBD, I’m having no luck with my link color problem. The only solution I’ve found out here is using CSS and I’m just not in a mood to deal with that sort of thing this morning. Especially since I just know that I once knew a simple HTML solution for the problem. I guess I’ll just mess with it over the weekend after I’ve had about forty hours of sleep.

Bossman Dan likes the Ella CD – came over to ask what it was and compliment it. Unspoken implication – “This is a lot better than the crap you usually play.

The brain is feeling a little more intact, but I think I’m going to pop in some Ella & Louie just to make sure.

Okay, in “Patootie Pie” (whose title sounds a little iffy to start with), Ella appears to sing

“I crave and cram
your special jam…”

Well. Here’s hoping that I’m just not paying attention.

Well, woke up with a tremendous migraine this morning (possibly due to the center ice collision I had last night with a really big defenseman), so I’m in total recovery mode – Un-Aspirin, Coke, and Ella Fitzgerald. In the CD player, that is. My typical migraine cure. It would help to not be at work today, but today’s the day we get taken to see the X-Men. That little factoid almost didn’t get me out of bed (yes, it’s just that bad), but then I remembered I had convinced everybody to go to Kubala’s beforehand for Burgers from Heaven. Burgers make Astro a happy boy. B is for Burger, that’s good enough for me.

So since I’m slugging down a Coke, I needed to eat a little something so it wouldn’t eat right through my stomach. Mmmmmmm… M&Ms. This is when I discover that I don’t have any change in my pocket. I go out to the car and discover that I apparently only have three quarters to my name. Great.

I get 75 cents worth of happiness and realize it looks awfully brown in the cup. I go back to my desk, dump them out and start counting (don’t ask). I have 14 brown M&Ms, 5 red, 5 yellow, 2 orange, one blue and one green. For those of you keeping track, that’s 50% brown! Looks like it’s going to be a brown day.

Oh, something funny when I drove in this morning – I was behind a Yellow Cab and noticed that they had an URL for the company on the back. As my eyes wandered around the its trunk, the taxi’s number slowly started seeping into my head. 404. If you think that’s funny too, maybe you should walk away from the computer for awhile, get some fresh air.