I'd like to make a Dedication...

This one goes out to my sister. Not because of hygiene issues, but because of Inspector C.!!!

Mickey, Gus, Timothy, Bernard, & Bianca

I don't care how cute Disney makes them look. Mice are still totally gross.

Especially their droppings.

Cookoo for Cookies

Girl Scout Cookie season brings out the best in all of us.

This is an article posted on "The Globe and Mail" today:

"Woman attacks roommate over Girl Scout cookies

Hersha Howard is a different kind of Cookie Monster.
The Naples, Fla. woman is accused of attacking her roommate for taking her Thin Mints Girl Scout cookies.

The roommate, Jasmin Wanke, told police she was sleeping when Ms. Howard burst into her bedroom, freaking out that Ms. Wanke had eaten her Thin Mints.

Ms. Wanke protested, saying she offered the cookies to Ms. Howard's children because they were awake and hungry at 1 a.m.

That's when things turned: Ms. Howard allegedly hit her roommate in the face, bit her breast, chased her around with a pair of scissors, hit her with a board and then a sign.

She is charged with aggravated battery with a deadly weapon.

Although this case is exceptional, roommate co-habitation doesn't end well in many cases. "

I LOVE how the article ends! Co-habitation can be rough, but if you are going to go nuts over some cookies, it better be thin mints.

Space Invaders of the Vons Kind

A week or so ago, my roommate Lisa and I were on our way to a dinner party but we had to make a quick stop by the grocery store (Vons) first.
Like most people in a hurry, when we were waiting to check-out, we each stood in two different lines to see whose would go faster. Lisa stood in the self check out line that stretched far down the aisle but had 4 possible portals. I stood in a regular line that looked like it had the least number of people/food items. Lisa had the groceries with her, so I stood empty handed behind a man with a cart. My line was on the verge of blockage - it was so long that if I stood behind the man in front of me, I would be blocking all traffic flow, so I tried to move the line a bit sideways by standing next to the man. Don't worry. I drew a lovely diagram for you... Now that you get the picture, picture me, empty handed, walking up to a stranger in line and standing right next to him. Once I was there, I felt so awkward.
Lisa was so far down the aisle that she couldn't be seen, so I couldn't even motion to her to show him that I had a partner in crime that I was holding a spot for or anything. I just came off like a complete loon. He kept giving me odd looks, which I kept ignoring.
It seemed like a good five minutes passed without our line budging an inch, so I couldn't even get behind the guy like normal.
Finally Lisa appeared in her line and slowly moved up in ranks so that I was able to give up my post. All were relieved.