27 January 2009

my picture


This picture where I like to boast,
I look so good I have to post.
My pulchritude is fascinating,
I'm exquisite, a plus 10 rating.

Even with my facial fuzz,
I make your heart go all abuzz.
My bright blue eyes and brownish hair
Make you wish that you were there.

I caught a fish, as you can see,
It doesn't look as good as me.
With my coat, I'm not burlesque,
Though I remain quite statuesque.

It takes a fair amount of moxy
To admit that I look foxy.
But Melissa thinks I look so hot.
You can not argue I do not.

Ok. Enough of this nonsense. Melissa made me put this picture up because she has a thing about fish. It's weird. And kind of creepy. I think she was just jealous that I got to spend my New Years (and not the Chinese one) out on a frozen lake trying to slay sea kittens (http://www.peta.org/sea_kittens/) with some friends while she had to work.

Actually, I'm finally getting around to putting up a Christmas post. I know I"m not late because I'm sitting next to the Christmas tree right now. If I were late, we obviously wouldn't have our Christmas tree up. With the lights on. Obviously.

Christmas was actually pretty good. We spent it up north with Melissa's sister's family (who we'll call the "Hansen family" because that's their name). After much trepidation over the amount of presents the nephews and niece were receiving (too much, not too little), Melissa and I ended up being the last one's to open presents. This was good because by this time nobody really cared so I got off easy giving her an old lamp we inherited when we bought the house. I also got her a book which somebody reading this blog will probably open next year for Christmas. She got me some Hotwheels. It was awesome.

Other than that, life has been pretty uneventful. The Statistical Process Control (SPC) class I started for my Master's degree (in an as yet to be determined field) is pretty much a repeat of the easiest parts of the Engineering Statistics class I had to take two years ago. Melissa has been busy with her job which means that, for the most part, she likes it. Otherwise, nothing new.

And, just so you know, I think sea kittens are delicious with tartar sauce.

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