Just another day on the job

I know I was the only one who just saw the sports guy take a picture of himself in front of a Channel 2 Sports logo with his cell phone. Wish I could get my hands on the pic.

The saddest little apartment

We've started selling our stuff on craigslist. It's been amazing to see how quickly our crap is selling. Still, it's left a sad, sad little apartment with a chair we stole off the lawn, an exercise ball and an air mattress left over from a visitor. Ish.

I guess it's great motivation to get out of the place and on with my life.

Breakin' up is hard to do

I think I've realized the real reason Andrew and I have been together for so long. It's not 'cuz we're so great together and all that junk. I just don't deal well with change and I don't like ending chapters in my life.


It was with that bent that I recently 'fessed up to my eminent departure from Alaska (from the Railbelt to the Beltway). I figured if I told my boss before I took off for a week-long vacation he probably wouldn't hate me so much when I got back. As it turns out, I was making the least dramatic departure around the office.

The collision of Tim and Jan's trip, John Tracy's departure and the reality of another move to another new place threw me into a bit of a tizzy. I'm pretty sure I understand why people get hooked on drugs to manage panic attacks.

Fortunately, Jan helped my put my head back on straight. That's what moms do, I guess, remind you that they love you, but that life will go on without you around. They're also pretty great for nit picking and nagging about crazy things like putting oil in a car.

So the clock is ticking. T-minus a month to eat pounds and pounds of halibut and winnow my life's belongings down to about 100 pounds for transport. Anybody need some new clothes? How about a vacuum? Half a bottle of 409?