the perils of a mixed marriage

Me: We're out of boxes.
Chris: So how much did you get packed?
Me: I packed about a third of the books. .... what? I have a lot of books.
Chris: Apparently.

(He can store his entire library on a 512 MB flash card. Lucky bugger. He also reads faster than I do. This is one of the reasons I laugh at people who claim it's such a terrible tragedy that he's blind. I try not to laugh very loud, but I laugh.)

argh!

Dear random people on Craigslist,

If you decide you have an interest in something you're seeing an ad for, there's this neat little link that you can click, which will open up an email window, which means that you can then send an email to the person who wrote the ad - who will then likely READ IT.

POSTING ANOTHER AD is most likely going to FAIL miserably. Given that I've seen four or five frantic ads from the same person on the same subject in one evening who can't figure this out, I'd say 'likely' in this case means 'pretty damned certain'.

Also: every time you fail to use a spellcheck program, God creates another fundamentalist - or kills a kitten. Whichever you think is worse. Yea verily, he is a wrathful god.

Smooches,

The Divine Miss L.