People Google the oddest things. Somebody made it to my site by searching for astronaut stereotypes.
Of course, today I searched for H20+PMS for a Times2 article.
P.S. The crab is still missing.
Monthly Archive for July, 2006
Yesterday morning, I noticed one of the hermit crabs was missing. At first, I thought that was kind of impossible. Surely I was just overlooking it. But no, there is one less crab in the tank. How did this happen?
We bought a plant for the crabitat about a month or so ago. Crabs like to climb, so I put a piece of driftwood against the plant base and several times I noticed the smaller crab either in the plant’s dirt or actually perched on the plant itself.
If you had told me it would be possible for the crab to use that plant to get out of the tank, I would have scoffed at you. I have seen the crabs lumber to get into the water tray. Now it’s gonna shimmy its way out of the glass tank?
I guess it did.
I’m not sure how long it’s been missing. I figure if the fall killed it, then it’d be easier to find. Same if the one of the cats maimed/killed it. But a healthy, climby crab? Could be anywhere.
Presuming the best, I hope we find it before it dies. I will be sad for the little bugger if it starves to death somewhere in the house. And also for his little lonely friend.
I saw this article online that says MyHeritage.com can take a photo you upload and compare it to see what celebrities it resembles. I have been told that I look like Geena Davis, so I wanted to upload a pic and see if she turned up. (The only other Hollywood type I’ve been told I resemble is a chick named Carla Gugino and I don’t see it.)
You need to use a pic that is a close-up of the face where you’re looking at the camera. This? Is apparently not a popular pose for me. I restricted my photos to ones I’ve uploaded to Flickr or ones that are already on my hard drive. Because while it sounds fun to see if a web site will tell me if I statistically resemble Geena Davis, it doesn’t sound funny enough to make me go through my photo albums and scan something.
First, I find this pic: 
It is a self-portrait, which means of course it doesn’t look like me. Anyway, MyHeritage tells me I resemble…
Isabelle Huppert 64% (She’s a French actress apparently)
Jackson Browne 63% (Awesome!)
Christina Ricci 62% (Huh?)
Audrey Hepburn 61%
Lisa Marie Presley 60%
Sandra Bullock 60%
The site suggests uploading multiple pics to see which celebs appear more than once. I decided to use this hella old pic from when I graduated high school: 
This time, I resemble…
Tina Turner 66% (Rollin’ on the river!)
Shirley MacLaine 66%
Keira Knightley 59%
Christian Bale 57%
Janet Jackson 57%
Okay, one more time. I choose this pic because I am guessing the site will tell me I look like Jennifer Love Hewitt. I am so wrong. 
This one gives me the highest percentages and most hilarious results…
Keanu Reeves 74% (Whoa!)
Holly Marie Combs 74% (I am Charmed)
Victoria Principal 72%
Liza Minnelli 67% (Eat your heart out!)
Brittany Murphy 67%
Jennifer Garner 67%
Madonna 66% (!)
Heather Locklear 64%
Paula Abdul 64%
The Internet cannot be trusted.
Sometimes, I wish I had funny anecdotes to blog about like Jaimie does. And then I realize that means that things that happen to Jaimie would have to happen to me.
Two weeks ago, I had this thought. And then I went to Johnson’s. While I was in the checkout, I noticed the bag boy was staring at me. I cut my eyes ever so slightly to see if it was the same boy who usually talks to me. Nope. But this guy, he noticed that I looked, so he took that opportunity to say “has anyone ever told you…”
And here we go, I thought.
“…that you look like an angel?”
“Um, no.”
The checkout lady gives me the total. The bag boy, he persists. “Are you suuuure?”
“Yes.”
And then checkout lady decides to get in on the action. “Do you know who you remind me of?”
Oh, come on, where is my witness when I need it?
“Do you know Dorothy Dolhanty?”
“Yes,” I reply. She is my, as they say, lady doctor.
“You talk like her.”
Wow. I am both like an angel and a Canadian OB/GYN.
I am awesome.
And better off just sticking to my own boring bloglife.
Kris, if we ever get to buy a building downtown, can we have a mural like this? Pretty please?
GJ is growing some tomatoes, and she sent some home with Kris and I on Tuesday. We used them last night to make fried green tomato fish sandwiches, so this morning I stopped by her house to drop off a piece of grilled fish and a couple of the fried toms.
She told me that a new delivery guy from her pharmacy had already been by, so she was up and about. (It takes her a reaaaallllly long time to get to the door after you ring the bell.) Upon meeting this new guy, she wanted to say it was nice to meet him and that she was sorry that she kept him waiting at the door so long. What did she actually say however?
“I’m glad I kept you waiting.”
Rarely do I consider Kris to be “typically male” about something. But every once in awhile…
As I caught up on the weekend papers this morning, I saw a familiar face on the weddings and engagements page: Abel Sisco. (Kris and I drove to Nebraska in 2002 and stayed with Abel.)
“Wow, Abel’s getting married,” I thought. “I should call Kris.”
I did so immediately. His response?
“Yeah, in Colorado, right?”
What?
“How long have you known?” I asked.
“Since Danny came in for his last hair cut. He’s flying out to be in the-“
“And when was Danny’s last appointment?”
“Two weeks ago.”
Typical male.
Congratulations, Abel & Misha.
Kris’ birthday is Monday. He will be 32. I don’t think he looks 32. (Neither does the lady who carded him at Mater’s on Wednesday.) Late 20s, maybe. Same as the Yones and FA.
The big birthday plans? I’m taking the day off and we plan to go to FootWorks on the Drive to spend the birthday cash he got from Mama Juanita. We usually have a party, but this year we were so preoccupied with the Moxie grand opening and his transition from Trussville that we just didn’t plan one.
I don’t have a present for him. Not even a card.
I know.
We’re off to the Salty Ham tomorrow to lay tile at the Abercrombies. Oddly enough, that’s exactly what Kris did for his birthday two years ago. I guess this means when he turns 34, we’ll be hanging with the Abs.
If you see Kris this weekend, tell him how young he looks!
The popularity of my Emily the Strange desktops continues. I got an e-mail this week from a gal in Italy wanting permission to use them for cell phone themes. Permission granted! Not that it really matters, since neither of us own the Emily copyright, but it was nice of her to ask.
And in other news of things that I used to be into that still crop up today: there’s another Anita Blake book out. Nobody seems to remember that I think they’re bad books; they just remember that I read them. Amazon keeps recommending the latest one to me, because Amazon is a website and doesn’t understand human things like “phases.”
Then, tricky little Anita Blake book, it made it as a best-selling book this week, which means I had to download an image of the cover to go in the paper. So now Amazon is all “you click the not interested button and yet you search for the same book! I do not understand! I will suggest to you paperback version!”
