The return of Futurama to television is a balm on what has been a pretty “bleh” kind of day. I will be glad when Futurama settles back into their delivery missions and nonsense now that they’ve explained coming back and whatnot.

Almost all of the tile in our house has been chiseled off, which means that now most of my floors are just yucky thin-set residue. I need to pick out a tile border for certain spots before we can start laying the new tile. We might be able to make it happen this weekend.

I’d also like to finish painting the guest room and setting up my office.

I missed my 30 minute walk today. So, I think I’ll make it up tomorrow and do an hour. I over-medicated for my neck pain today, left work around lunch time, and then passed out when I got home. That’s the training schedule of an elite athlete, folks.

The following people & things have influenced me in some way:
- Tracy Ullman
- Quentin Tarantino
- Robotech
- Starblazers
- Modernism
- Charlie Teske
- Oasis
- Blondie
- Courtney Love
- Mr. Mom (starring Michael Keaton)
- The Last Starfighter
- Superman
- Magazines
- The Internet
- Andrew Wyeth
- The RZA
- Xena: Warrior Princess
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- Kurt Busiek
- Feminism
- My brother, Nathan Smith
- Wonder Woman
- Liars
- John Irving
- Stephen Fry
- Rachel Pollack
- House, M.D.
- Vampires

And that’s just some of them. The actual list is much, much longer.

We were watching ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS the other morning before work and whenever Patsy said a line, Arrow would wag her tail. And then when Patsy said “Emergency Liposuction!” Arrow jumped up at the TV and barked. My dog has a great sense of humor.

Rachel’s comment, from the post below:

Just so everyone knows, Leira was indeed born to Empire Strikes Back. My labor went so fast we didn’t make it through the entire movie. So fast, my actual doctor didn’t deliver the baby. I believe they had to bring in the ER doctor. INTENSE.

I’m an Aunt. It’s official. I’ve kind of been a lower-case aunt for Sam, but this feels very different than when he was born. Leira is someone who I feel a real sense of duty towards and thank goodness that the Kleins came to visit over the weekend because I would have been a ball of guilt and anxiety without them around to distract me. It’s kind of settling in now and I really wish I could be there with Rachel, even though I would just be a seat filler.

Poor Arrow was really thrown for a loop with other people in the house. She seems to be recovering nocely today, Tom took her out to the ranchito for a run with the desert dogs, and she’s muddy and happy and napping.

We had a lot of fun having our BFFs over – they hadn’t seen the house since we just moved in, so they could see all the work that’s been done and reminded us that we’ve actually gotten a bit finished. Also, Annika is proving that pregnancy is a very good look for her, yet again. Sam is proving that age 3 is a strange, yet, simple age and that you must take the time to assess the situation. And Will is proving that beer is a breakfast food and whiskey is for dessert, and that Nick Cage movies are always worth watching.

Tom managed to cook breakfast for all of us and prove that you can, in fact, use a pancake mix and rely on technique for the World’s Best Pancakes.

I’m sure I proved something or other, but what it could have been, I have no idea. I have fallen into watching the “Later… with Jools Holland” marathon on Ovation (a show that I have never seen before) and I’ve bookmarked the Wikipedia page for it. I will be searching for video of that past 33 series in the coming months, I suspect. Oh, live performances, I don’t need to like that band or that song, but I never get to see bands anymore, so I’m starved for it. UKers, you have no idea how lucky you are to have had this show.

Oh, and we watched the movie Hot Rod on Saturday. If you haven’t seen it, you should. It is very funny and I am a fan!

So I watched “Children of Earth” in one sitting on Saturday. And it was great. Now I have the whole rest of the series to watch.