Saturday, November 14, 2009

COLD

Why is the mammography lab so cold? As you can see, they did a very thorough job.

(And yes, I do have nipples, i just put them away discreetly for this pic)

Friday, November 6, 2009

Does Whatever a One-Legged Spider Can

Found on today's run.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

There's a Moon in the Sky Called The Moon

Why do other planets have named moons? Mars has Phobos and Deimos. Jupiter has a zillion moons, like Io, Himalia, Sinope... Uranus (insert giggling - go ahead) has a bunch including Sycorax and Trinculo.

I am going to call President Obama and ask that we name our moon. Here are my picks. Please add to the list so we have a good working document to send to the President.

Lucky, the Three-Legged Dog
Juan Carlos
Fig (I really like this one)
Phalanges
Candelabra

Monday, November 2, 2009

Who Am I?

Happy Halloween and Feliz Dia de los Muertos. Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor and I spent Halloween together at the Amnesty International Noche de Las Mujeres de Juarez. Apparently, I represent very different people in Yonkers as compared to Queens and Manhattan. In Yonkers I was Chita Rivera, Carmen Miranda, a dirty florist, and "uhhhh." In NYC I was...Frida!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Cowabunga, Dude

I asked the clerk at the post office if she had any cool stamps.

She said "no, only these" and tossed me.....



Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!

I have feelings too - like ''My stomach hurts'' or ''I'm going crazy!'

Marge, I agree with you -- in theory. In theory, communism works. In theory.

Marge, you being a cop makes you the man! Which makes me the woman - and I have no interest in that, besides occasionally wearing the underwear, which as we discussed, is strictly a comfort thing.

Yes, honey...Just squeeze your rage up into a bitter little ball and release it at an appropriate time, like that day I hit the referee with the whiskey bottle.

Don't worry. Being eaten by a crocodile is just like going to sleep. In a giant blender.

When I look at the smiles on all the children's faces...I just know they're about to jab me with something.

You Know its Bad

I watched an older woman take a break from her chemotherapy to go smoke a cigarette. Ouch.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

No, Really, I Love My Job

There is an udder of soap on the kitchen sink of my job.