(I actually e-mailed this post to this site yesterday intending for it to be published immediately, but it just now showed up here. I'm slowly learning why the Wordpress people are so down on Blogger. See also the inexplicably small pics in my sidebar. Anyway, this felt urgent at the time, but I guess it hasn't lost its relevance, which is to say it's not relevant to anything at all, which makes it timeless.)
Another overheard phone conversation from my illustrious co-worker, moments ago:
"I want to re-name my ferrets. I want them to have two names that go together. I was thinking of naming one of them Marshall and the other one Mathers. Isn't that cute?!"
No, actually. No it most certainly is not. But while you're at it, why don't you rename your dog Kid Rock and you can get a pair of matching sugar gliders and call them Lynyrd and Skynyrd. Now THAT would be UNBELIEVABLY fucking CUTE!
I'm sorry. I'm just getting a little tired of "cute."
Whatever happened to Eminem, anyway?