What's that cup doing there?

One day last week I went to the office bathroom and noticed that a big plastic Taco Bell cup was sitting on the toilet paper dispenser in one of the stalls. No lid, appeared to be empty. The sight seemed odd at first, but then it occurred to me that someone had probably brought it in with them to use as a tabo.

Yes, I have heard of the tabo. It's not something I use, but it's not a foreign concept to me either. Thing is, this is the first time I've seen that at the office, and quite a few Filipinas have worked here over the years (I'm only part, so I'm not counting myself).

...It just hit me that I've been with this company in one form or another for nearly ten years. That frightens me a bit.

the rash that wasn't

I was out shopping earlier tonight. My hands were especially dry and I didn't have any cream on hand, which got annoying after a while. So when I was over at Ulta buying my sister's birthday present, I also got one of the many things of hand cream they had at the counter on sale for 40 cents (they were holiday-scented). I applied it right afterward and felt a little better, then I ran my other errands and went home. Later on, I was watching TV and I looked down at my hands to find that my fingers were really red except for the tips, and mostly on the palm sides of my hands. And I mean REALLY red, like I'm-about-to-blister red. I freaked out, thinking I'd had a bad reaction to the cream...but my hands felt perfectly fine. No burning, no irritation. Then I thought about it and looked over at the shopping bags I had carried earlier. Dark pink plastic. The ink had transferred onto my hands.

Bleh.

Fortunately it washed right off.

I scared myself yesterday. (or 'the krelbow story')

I was watching Project Runway with the family last night, and I commented that one of Jillian's coats was pretty awesome except for the cutouts where the insides of the elbows are (they might have been around the elbows as well, but I'm not sure). Dad asked me if there was a word for the inside of your elbow, and I kind of shook my head, but then I remembered the term "krelbow". Furthermore, I remembered that I had heard "krelbow" on an episode of Blossom, and I proceeded to describe the scene in detail...detail good enough to scare me. Why the hell did my memory retain that piece of information?

In doing web research this evening, I came across a post from a couple of years ago where someone was asking which episode of Seinfeld contained krelbow discussion. I wonder if she too really heard it on Blossom.

I'm Nuts, Chapter 25

It had been raining on and off today, and this afternoon I started seeing flashes every now and again out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was lightning, but the light of the flash didn't seem quite right, and I hadn't heard any thunder. I started freaking out, thinking my eyes were playing tricks on me. A few minutes later, I realized that one of my coworkers was taking pictures of the water damage that remained from last Friday's storm. The flashes that I had been seeing were coming from his camera. :P