Excuse my while I whip this out...
...which is a sorry excuse for a headline for an otherwise mundane and purposeless post. Wish me luck: tomorrow Mrs. Johno and I move into a new apartment. Only in New England can you move into a building almost two centuries newer than the one you vacate and still have the new one be nearly a century old. Well, in the US that is. Not much of a feat in Ing-a-lind.
Not much posting for the next short while. Not that you care. Buckethead, GeekLethal, and the infrequent but potent Ross will (will!) take up the slack, so in sum you will all get a few days without the weakest link. Advantage: readership!
Tonight is the big Target trip to stock up on shower curtain; waste basket; first aid supplies for tomorrow; etc. While I'm there, maybe I'll pick up one of these. I love Target, and evidently Target loves me back. Hat tip to Loyal Reader #0017 (EDog).
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Yeah, if I wasn't trying to
Yeah, if I wasn't trying to get some sleep in Sweden. Small chickens here. Good breakfast. I gain weight. My hotel (Hotel Rival) kicks ass. I think tomorrow I'll go look at a ship.
Johno, did you miss the anal
Johno, did you miss the anal massager that was posted at Target last week?
WAIT to go to Target. I moved and the next thing I know, I got all kind of coupons from them in the mail. I'm sure you'll get them too. I also got some good ones from Bed Bath and Beyond. Those were fore 20% off your ENTIRE purchase. It wasn't good for Dyson or Krups, but I used the coupon for a new Hoover with a HEPA filter anyway for a lot less than a Dyson.
Good luck moving! If Boston is anything like DC was tonight, you and the missus will be needing gloves.
BTW, you should email me soon. It's coming along nicely...
J,
J,
If you get a BJ at Target, pick me one up too.
Ahem. Perhaps Mr. and Mrs.
Ahem. Perhaps Mr. and Mrs. Johno would deign to e-mail me their new address? The Christmas cards I'm sending out are, alas, not equipped with homing devices.