X is allergic to egg whites!

Good thing we had Benadryl on hand.

Somebody who scoffed at baby food restrictions is now feeling sorry.

Work Productivity

Something I've realized recently is that when I catch myself unable to work, and desperately grabbing at distractions (e.g., online shopping, crosswords, blog reading) to avoid turning back to work, 75% of the time it's because I'm physically uncomfortable in some way.  (The other 25% of the time I chalk up to pure mental laziness.)  Sometimes all I need is to take a minute and stretch, put on/take off a warm sweater, drink some water, eat a handful of snack, go to the bathroom, and/or take a short nap under my desk.  Then it seems much easier to turn to the task at hand.  I try to remind myself of this often.

Today, though, falls under that 25%.

Book club

I need to go back to drafting contracts instead of reading this. (However, I will be faithfully reading until his project is complete.)

Sisterly Threes

I've been watching that PBS show Downton Abbey, which features three aristocratic sisters.  I'm also reading a book called The Weird Sisters, which is about three (not so weird) sisters.  This seemed like a vaguely odd coincidence until I started thinking about how often sisters appear in sets of three -- King Lear, Cinderella, Inventing the Abbots, Charmed, Gone with the Wind, etc, etc.  Also, whenever sisters appear as a threesome, they take on predictable roles: the oldest sister is controlling, the middle sister either hates the oldest sister or sides with her against the youngest, and the youngest sister is lovable but often feckless.  I wonder how often these roles apply to three sisters in real life.  Is this just general birth order psychology?  Being one of three siblings myself, I guess it would be fair to say that I am the most controlling, little Sister Trousers and I do tend to gang up on baby Brother Trousers, and Brother Trousers is the most affable and feckless of the bunch.

Intern

Yesterday I met one of the new college interns. He asked me if I was an intern too.

I think I'm old enough now to consider that a compliment.

Skeet Skeet Skeet

My co-worker will not tell me what this mean.  I assume it is bad.

This came up in a conversation about songs so bad you look forward to hearing them.  My current favorite of the genre is Usher's "OMG," which has the following lines:

"Honey got a booty like pow, pow, pow.
Honey got some boobies like wow, oh, wow.
Girl you know I'm lovin' your, lovin' your style.
Check check ch-check ch-checkin' you out."

Wack-Ass Weekend

"I have this idea called 'Jamal and Tyrell and Omar and Brick and Michael's Wack-ass Weekend,' about this group of guys who get abducted by aliens on their way to the fights. I'm writing that now." -- Eddie Murphy