Wow.  It's been a few days since I've posted.  Not a lot going on here, actually.  Work is nuts.  I have tons to do.  I like that, mind you... I love the work... but it's just nuts right now.

I spent most of the weekend in Austin.  I got a free massage and spent a whole lot of time with friends.  I'm so lucky.

 So here's what's been rattling around in my head lately:

That Tony Little guy on his Gazelle contraption is just freaky.  And ponytails on men, as a rule, are bad and wrong. (Kramer, you are excluded from the last comment because yours suits you.  And you are not annoying like Tony Little).

On the infomercial, he stands on the thing backwards and makes his legs go really high.  I don't know what the difference is, but I suspect it has to do with the fact that he's holding onto stuff that doesn't move.  You know, speaking of things that don't move, at the end of the Anna Nicole Show's first season, they tease with him telling her she needs to get into shape.  If he's going to be a regular on that show, then we are indeed lucky.  And we thought Bobby Trendy was a freak.  I am apparently putting far too much thought into Tony Little and his freakish Gazelle Glider.  I should not watch infomercials immediately before sleep. 

Speaking of watching TV right before you go to sleep, I have discontinued watching my daily Trading Spaces on the TiVo immediately before I fade off, because I found that I was having a disturbing number of dreams that involved Paige coming into my office at work and telling me that time was up.  Hildy kept stapling shit to my office walls, and Genevieve was my secretary, but she never typed anything I wanted... just what she thought sounded good, even though it didn't.  Amy Wynn would do anything you asked her to do, no matter how hard and/or ridiculous the task, all the while singing the praises of how cool it is.  Vern and Doug and Ty kept catching me in the nude. 

Because there is a God, and because my therapist already has his job cut out for him, Kia, Edward and Frank never have appeared in my dreams.

Perhaps I work too hard.  And watch too much reality TV.  Not sure what all that's about.

Deep, profound thoughts, eh?  Hope everyone is well...

Ya know... I saw in the Statesmen VERY recently that they were just in (or are currently) in Austin to do another round of Austin houses... there were supposed to be open houses and "meet the designers" events.

My favorites are the ones that involve "Designers gone horribly, horribly wrong." Usually Frank episodes... "Uh-oh here comes Frank to ruin the room with his childish and incredibly bad murals and 'art'." It's amazing how quickly he can destroy a tasteful room with a bad drawing of a land mammal or children on the wall. I also love when Doug gets so PISSED at the homeowners for not taking color and fabrics as seriously as he does.. It's as if in the back of his mind he hates working with non-professionals. (Can you please tell me who in their right mind, by the way, wears leather chaps while painting a room!!?!?)