Gahhh. I can’t belive I missed Brigita’s birthday. Happy belated, B! Man, I feel so out of the loop now that I’m not sitting in front of a computer for eight hours a day.

Mac users: Check out this great idea for moving all your Mail.app e-mails over to Gmail. I’m gonna try it out.

Hmm. Looks like the Snook’s buddy Hank has a weblog of his own! I am especially thrilled to add him to my list of daily reads because I didn’t have any other “H” site. Now I lack only Q, X, and Y out of the whole alphabet. Any good suggestions?

I’m ranting about governmental and societal pressure to reproduce over at The Zero Boss. I didn’t realize it was something I felt so strongly about!

Mike Piazza enters the batter’s box to the sounds of a “rotation of classic rock and heavy metal classics“. Hmm. I can’t decide whether this makes him more or less likely to be gay. Any readings? I was half hoping that it would be “ABBA Gold” or something similarly unambiguous. Whatever. He still kicks ass. Songs for the rest of the league are found here. (Link, surprisingly enough, courtesy of non sports fan Max.)

Bono admits that many U2 song lyrics are trite and “banal.” No duh.

Woohoo! New Knitty pattern for the, uh, zaftig girls. I might have to make that.

Me: Why haven’t Ryan and Marissa kissed yet? Jeez, it took, like, four years on the Creek for Pacey and Joey to get together!
Snookums: Yeah, but this is a sexy show. It runs at, like, quadruple speed.

Sure enough, there they are hookin’ up on a Ferris Wheel in the next preview! Man, I love this show. There really is no better way to relax from a crap day than a couple glasses of red wine, reheated curry, and yet another premiere episode of The O.C. I can’t wait for next episode when they all go back to school and Seth hooks up with that Jennifer Tilley-lookin’ chick.

Spring Cleaning begins…
I did such a grown-up thing today: I had the carpet steam-cleaned! Our carpet has been filthy ever since we moved in and I finally decided to do something about it. Last week I noticed there was a coupon on the back of the grocery receipt to have four rooms cleaned for $80, so I called ’em up and made an appointment. The only pain was picking up, like, everything in the house that was on the floor and then moving it out of the way. Anyway, the guy came today and what an improvement! Suddenly I’m energized for all our upcoming spring tasks. Snookums has grand plans for the garden this year and even set up a proper compost box yesterday. The sun is shining and everything seems possible…

Ebert really likes Brittany Murphy. I mean, really. The pedestal has come crashing down to earth.