They Say It's Spring...

This is my favorite house in our fair city (it was the one that had snowdrops while it was still snowing). I think this garden should constitute a community service for keeping the rest of us less depressed.

The Cat is Somehow Less Thrilled Than Expected to Have Me Home on a Week Day

I think my coughing all night disturbed her beauty rest...

Overheard from my Office Window

"Look - everyone is not aware that you're having sex with both of them."

My office is on the third floor, dude. If I know, everyone knows...

Overheard in New York

"What is the difference between an appletini and a French martini?"
"Easy. An appletini tastes like apples. A French martini tastes like French people."

This is what a French martini tastes like:


Or, at least, that's what I think a French martini tastes like. The internet and the woman who Mrs. K and I struck up a conversation with after her "tastes like French people" comment think that it involves pineapple juice and Chambord.

I take the fact that the restaurant we found ourselves in 20 minutes later had the pictured wall of lillet is the universe telling me that I'm right.

Overheard in Boston - late night edition

Even though Ani posted it on Facebook, it is too good not to share:

"Why did a Tibetan nun slap you?"
"Because they are bitches."