Loren's Life

The 40 Year Old Virgin

Saw it this weekend. Brilliant!

posted by Loren @ 2:21 PM

Boston

Yup, that's the destination. Jeff is attending the GSTA. Some kind of giant screen/museum/conference thing next month. He's flying up September 18th and I'll be joining him September 21st.

I think only Chris and Jeff would know this, but Boston is one of my least favorite places to go. The people are very rude and the city is crowded and dirty, which makes the people even more rude. We went to a friends wedding a few years back, and I made a promise to myself never to return. Well, I'll be missing my booba to much, so I'll make the trip. Four days after we return, we fly out again to Munich.

I'm proud of Jeff, I think he is the best to represent the science center. The boys are proud of him, to. I wish they could go with us.

posted by Loren @ 5:40 PM

Ass Man Cometh

I have lost count this week of how many time I though of a person as an ass. Not the same person, many people.

Which brings me to my next thought. I wonder if people ever realize they sound like an ass or are acting like one. I know I've been an ass many times and I'm sure this blog or many before have made me sound like one. Or do people know they are just an ass.

Which brings me to my next thought. How in the world do you tell someone they're an ass. I've never really said it to someone other than in joking with them. I've said it in body language, but how can I make it come out of my mouth? My sister and I joke a lot, calling each other ass. Like the other day when we were in Barnes and Noble looking at a book about Mensa (no offense to Mensa people, and especially my brilliant sister, the smartest person in the world, but according to this Mensa guide we looked at, you can have the IQ of an alarm clock and be considered a genius). Anyway, she made a comment and I called her an ass. She made a comment back, and she can because she's a member. Hey, I could even join! We laughed and went on our way.

If I felt you were being an ass to me, you could tell in under two seconds. I like to let it linger for at least a day to make my point you were being an ass. Now, does that make me an ass for reacting to you being an ass? Only with Jeff will I cut the time. It's only because I love him.

Enough of all that. Go on with your ass jokes and comments calling me an ass.

posted by Loren @ 4:29 PM

Ass Man Cometh

I have lost count this week of how many time I though of a person as an ass. Not the same person, many people.

Which brings me to my next thought. I wonder if people ever realize they sound like an ass or are acting like one. I know I've been an ass many times and I'm sure this blog or many before have made me sound like one. Or do people know they are just an ass.

Which brings me to my next thought. How in the world do you tell someone they're an ass. I've never really said it to someone other than in joking with them. I've said it in body language, but how can I make it come out of my mouth? My sister and I joke a lot, calling each other ass. Like the other day when we were in Barnes and Noble looking at a book about Mensa (no offense to Mensa people, and especially my brilliant sister, the smartest person in the world, but according to this Mensa guide we looked at, you can have the IQ of an alarm clock and be considered a genius). Anyway, she made a comment and I called her an ass. She made a comment back, and she can because she's a member. Hey, I could even join! We laughed and went on our way.

If I felt you were being an ass to me, you could tell in under two seconds. I like to let it linger for at least a day to make my point you were being an ass. Now, does that make me an ass for reacting to you being an ass? Only with Jeff will I cut the time. It's only because I love him.

Enough of all that. Go on with your ass jokes and comments calling me an ass.

posted by Loren @ 4:29 PM