New Words & My Shameless Cat Pix

I recently had someone send me this email, which I won't reproduce in its entirety, but it's got some funny "new words" which I think are sort of cool. The ones I really like are:

MOUSE POTATO: The on-line, wired generation's answer to the couch potato.
404: Someone who's clueless. (From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located.)

I can really relate to the "mouse potato" one-- sometimes, it seems that you can just kill sooooo much time mousing around the internet, looking at say, cute Hallmark card characters, or reading hours and hours of Get Fuzzy cartoon strips. (I really love Bucky the cat, who sort of reminds me of a friend's cat, Hao Tze).

Anyway. I read on Debra Gallant's blog that a good way to get shameless traffic directed to your blog is to post cat pictures. So here is my shameless attempt to sucker people in: Tituba, eating dinner and looking slightly annoyed that I'm disturbing her. I feel like such paparazzi!

Then, there's a picture that I took at my LakeFest party (about two weeks ago) that I really like. In it, everyone is doing something slightly "odd." See what I mean?

You sort of have to examine the picture closely to pick out the oddness. I didn't announce the photo op, so it's not posed. And the only really "odd" thing about the hug in the center is that it was sort of in the middle of a fast dance song, and they apparently spontaneously hugged. So. And the blonde girl's knee position is the odd part of hers-- and then, despite the look on his face, the guy in the front is NOT mentally challenged. (Well. Not in any "official" way.)

Maybe I'll post more party pictures eventually. (See. Now I even go with a cliffhanger. I'm just smokin' today).

After a good hard-core bike ride with my cool workout mix CD (mentioned earlier as the lawn mowing mix), there is a lasagna in the future, and some bruschetta, and wine, and maybe a big giant yummy salad. I think we're also going to watch the movie Pitch Black--since I never got around to seeing it, and it looks okay, and its sequel, coming out soon (Riddick) looks sort of potetial-ish. So that's Saturday in my world. It's no party-girl Sex in the City esque romp. But it'll do for me.