totally random

Remember last week, when I mentioned Brewer’s Nuts from City Peanut Shop? Well, I did take a wee jaunt to their storefront; in addition to Brewer’s Nuts, I picked up a package of Pistolero Porter Nuts. Oh, my . . . they’re so good. So good!

If you’re looking for an Idaho-themed gift, or maybe something to munch on whilst watching baseball, I highly recommend.

In other news: I work in what’s fondly referred to as the big brown box. That’s a bit of a misnomer, mind you. Sure, the building is boxy and the exterior walls are brown–but it’s heavy on windows. With an atrium gracing the lobby, it boasts suspended walkways that jet out from a central elevator hub. That means, you can look down upon the people below whilst walking hither and yon.

The other day, for instance: as I walked back from the break room, I glanced down to see one of the plant ladies preparing to walk a tree through the automatic revolving doors. “Well, that’s impressive,” thought I (as I can barely time it right to get myself in and out without injury). No sooner had the thought flitted across my mind than I noticed the plant lady and tree trunk stuck, as in a fishbowl; the tree top, on the other hand, remained in of doors . . . it’s greenery flailing about in shocked dismay. I actually guffawed . . . out loud . . . with nary a soul around me.

Sometimes, it’s the little things.

As it happens, that’s what I wish for you–the little things that make for a grand weekend: treats, and laughter, and nutty good fun.

Happy weekend, my friends!

xo

Have you ever experienced moments that fly and drag all at once? The scenario’s quite familiar to me as of late. And as you might imagine with such, the days have not been bereft of oddity.

Take last week, for instance. In an effort to spell narcissism, I had the brilliant idea to type it out on whatever document opened before me.  After all, I’d simply delete the word once typed; no big deal.

Only I failed to recall that last bit . . . until I looked down at the copies I was preparing to distribute in a meeting. There, in black and white, was a stray narcissism.

My eyes grew wide, my heart raced, and they called my name to speak. My tactic: explain that, after thinking things through, the best mode of attack would be to send electronic copies, so they could review at their leisure.

Alas, the project manager had none of it, thus propelling me to open our corporate review with, So, funny story . . .

Thankfully, they did laugh. As a matter of fact, they thanked me afterwards; it seems laughter was just the medicine needed, after months of stress.

With that, I wish you a weekend filled with laughter. Though the days be few, may they be mighty in the moments they hold. And even if things don’t go exactly as planned, may you find it just what you needed.

xo

You may have heard: Canada’s Musée de la civilisation is on the lookout for doppelgängers of sixty or so of their 2,000-year-old sculptures. Submit your photo; face recognition software will scan your features, compare with their database of images, and tell you the sculpture you most resemble.

Such brilliant, nerdly fun!

Naturally, I had to give it a try. My match {drumroll, please} ………………. Hercules.

That’s right, I most resemble the son of Zeus and Alcmene. Years ago, when a friend noted I’m more of a classic beauty, this was not what I had in mind. Sigh. At least he’s an adventurous sort of fellow. Had I been the twin of a tedious man, it may have been more than I could bear.

But I digress . . .

With that, I wish you a good weekend. May your days be full of adventure and your exploits, the stuff of legend.

xo