Random Tuesday - Slaving

It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet Snooker with Random Tuesday Thoughts.


It's time to put on makeup
It's time to dress up right
It's time to raise the curtain on Random Tuesday Thoughts.

And now let's get things started
(Why don't you get things started)
It's time to get things started
On the most sensational inspirational celebrational Randomational
This is what we call Snooker's Random Tuesday Thoughts!
(Sung to the tune of the opening song from The Muppet Show)

OK, so if you don't want to sing along, or if you are confused, head over to Keely at the Un-Mom for some direction. Otherwise sit back, let go of the mouse and let the randomness flow over you.

Let's start with a WTF moment.
Does anyone else see what is wrong with this picture?

Slave to fashion my ass.
He looks real cool, eh? I know guys like this.

We still haven't gotten moved yet. (How long is this going to take, Snooker?) FOREVER!

Snookie's been busier than a one-armed paper-hanger. My life has been sleep, work, move, sleep, work, move. But tonight that gets changed up a bit. A friend and I are going out for WINGS GLORIOUS WINGS! Yes, Snooker gets a breather.

May I just say that dealing with handworkers here in Germany really isn't fun. I will take Friday off (I love socialism - it is standard to get one free day off to move) to oversee our Polish dude as he and his crew move all of our heavy stuff. Of course he speaks no English, of course I speak no Polish. We will need to communicate in German. Let's just say that I assume that he and I will be doing lots of pointing and moving of hands.

Speaking hand movement. Last week I had to speak on the phone with lots of folks in Milan, Italy. I could almost hear the hands being flailed about. "You-a hafta call-a back-a later".

We're in the middle of Indian Summer here in Berlin. I'm lovin' it in about 40 ways. The weather is fantastic. Cool evenings and warm days with just the hint of chill in the air.

I always know when fall is really here by feeling the air coming up out of the subway tunnels. If the air from below is cooler than above, it is summer. If you walk past a subway grate and feel a blast of warm air coming up then you better be wearing a jacket.

We took a bit of time to watch the Berlin Marathon on Sunday. There is nothing like standing along the sidelines as thousands of sweaty bodies run past to make you feel like a class A lazy slob.

Back to the move - darn it, that is all I can think of! As far as I'm concerned, we should be all moved in... the alcohol is in it's cabinet.

May I say that moving into a kitchen which is roughly twice as big as the last one is a FANTASTIC thing!

Woot Woot! Met one of the new neighbors last night. As I backed out of the door carrying empty boxes I almost tumbled over an innocent woman just trying to climb the stairs to her apartment. She looked at me all startled like but didn't say anything (pretty standard German behavior, I'm afraid).

I apologized when I realized what had happened and noticed that she was "dykey bike girl" we had spied about two weeks ago. Since I figured she might be a "sister" (we lesbians, we stick together) I wanted to try extra hard to strike up a conversation with her. She was in full bicycle regalia and carrying expensive bike bags, so I commented on that and we continued into a nice but short chat.

It wasn't sparkling conversation, but she was nice and said that "we all" should meet up again. (sounds like she has a girlfriend hidden up in that apartment, eh?) Oh well, at least we know her name and that she can speak. YEA to new neighbors! ANYTHING has to be better than "Pregnant Russian Whore and her Three Unfortunate, but STUPID Brats".

Oh and ya know what? In late October we'll be going on holiday. Yup, Tahiti and New Zealand for a bit over three weeks. What you ask have you done in preparation for this trip, Snooker? NOTHING. All I know is that we have airline tickets and will stay with a friend on Tahiti. Nothing like "winging it", eh?

OK, that's enough. Want more goofy randomness, drop by the UnMom for a list of crazy folks who are doing exactly the same thing.

Been reading:

Is the Internet melting our brains? - Well, duh.

Prince Needs, Refuses Double Hip Replacement - OMG! WHAT could that man have been doing which requires a double hip replacement. It seems that he is going to refuse the need on a religious basis. I wonder if the pain drugs he must be taken are OK with the Jehovah's Witnesses too?

How about seeing "Tainted Love" in a whole new spirit. We are going to give Betsy of Blog Ness Monster full credit for finding this rocking little gem.