I'm taking the theory part of my Danish drivers license tomorrow.
Whether or not I pass, I still win.
Pass: oh hells, yes, I rock!
Fail: well, it's not like I actually speak Danish, so how can they expect me to pass the first time around! I win for every question I get right!
Meanwhile, we pick up the keys to our house today! I have a house!! I've only been able to pack up my books and other office stuff because:
A) I gotta baby, ya'll. She demands food and fresh diapers and when we're going "hands free" (i.e. in the baby carrier) she really hates it when I bend over (baby suddenly goes upside down and tries to slide out of the carrier... really not a pleasant moment for any of us) or squat (little legs get smooshed). I gotta pack when she naps.
B) I done run out of boxes. You can look at this two ways - I need less books or I need more boxes.
Trick question. Obviously I need more boxes.
I also need more bookshelves. I found more books behind other books when I emptied the bookshelf. Some I had put there to save space and some I had knocked down accidently when stuffing more books into, what turns out to be, too little space.
I've recently been promised more books if I get my ass out to the Copenhagen area.
Seriously, you can never have too many books. Only not enough room for said books.
It's May 1st or "May Day" - which in certain parts of the world is International Workers Day. There's a tent in the park across the street and a beer stand and red flags. I can see drunk communists from my backyard! And they wonder why I won't put my child out in the baby carriage unattended. Don't they know my child could catch communism???
Also hard to believe: some people will not recognize the sarcasm in the above paragraph.
As Americans are losing the right to collective bargaining - in Wisconsin they've already lost the right - perhaps we should take a moment to reflect on workers rights and raise a beer in their honor.
Or erect a large phallic symbol and get young girls to dance around it.
My new house has a flag pole - all I need are some brightly colored ribbons and a man with a goat. ('Cause all pagan rituals involve a man with a goat, dontcha know.)
I would have arranged for this to happen, but I'm busy studying for my theory test.