My bra is not rated for this.

So I was trying to demonstrate in class today the idea of muscle advantage where full contracted or fully stretched muscles contract weakly and inefficiently so I did a straight leg vs flexed leg long (ha!) jump. Nearly brained myself with a boob. To paraphrase the X-Files episode of The Simpsons 'it's like watching a lava lamp.' Had to be.

Speaking of The Simpsons they did a very simple yet touching thing to mark the passing of Edna.

So I'm talking to Mom tonight and she goes 'I want to go to Comicon. But we have to go to California.' Well, says I, maybe we can splurge on Dragoncon in Atlanta. If we go, I'm totally dressing her up in those think geek star trek PJs and setting her loose.

Momma kitty demanded more pets from me. The kittens still ran. The black one isn't just black. She's black with a tortie face and toes. Oh....I kinda want her. This isn't good.

Not being a good writing day (very busy day, had to get up at a very early hour for a freaking meeting). Better get back to it though.

declutter day 168 item tossed -Black velour button down shirt why kept -Wore it why tossed -Starting to pucker up over the chest