I spent the morning in a basement cleaning cobwebs, spiders, and dust out of a large shelving unit. A woman at my work needed help and offered to pay me $10 an hour to help her get organized. I really like her and she’s definitely one of my favorite co-workers so I was quick to say yes. It was a nice way to spend the morning, despite being slightly hungover from last night’s endeavor. The shelving unit was something she found at a garage sale and wanted to use it for paper for her scrapbooking (which is a really cool idea – I think the unit was originally used for mailings). The first hour I was by myself, systematically cleaning each slot, but the second hour she came downstairs to keep me company and we talked politics, scrapbooking, and childrens books.

I guess the main point of telling you about my morning isn’t to rub it into your face that I got $30 for two hours of minor work (Hey, you know what? I got $30 this morning for only two hours of minor work!), but to share with you that I got to re-meet someone today. The only time I ever got to talk to her was at work, and that’s really all I knew about her. It’s interesting, isn’t it? The many faces people have. I learned today that my co-worker wants to write books for kids and that she keeps a large notepad in her truck for when she gets ideas while driving. I learned that she loves to make her own paper and make books. I learned that while she loves Ashland, she wishes that she were in a more liberal city. These are things I would never have learned about her just at work.

It got me thinking, you know. What do I really know about people I see every day? For that matter, what do I really know about myself? What do I want people to know about me? How am I portraying myself to people, both here, on my blog, and in real life? We can’t honestly know what people think of ourselves because 1) people lie, and 2) perception is everything.

“The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change. ” – Richard Bach

What do you know about yourself? Just some food for thought. (Hey, and off topic, but have some shameless self promotion as well – take the time out of your busy schedule to vote for Snailbird.com. We need all the help we can get. Please?)

Ash took me out to eat tonight at the new Mexican restaurant (my lips are numb!) and we had some great food (my head is straight isn’t it?) and I had the biggest margarita I have ever had. Seriously. It was only a medium but it was as big as my head (I am so sick of hitting backspace – my hands are not working) and reeked of alcohol and I downed it. Seven. Dollars. I was not wasting it.

Herse is me tipyping without hitisng the backpsasce.

My god. I have to work tomorrow. What a day to be hungover. Cures, anyone?

IUnjeed to go laie down. Hi.

EDIT: ONDT BLOG WHILE SDRUNK. And don’t let yora gilarflriend take videos of you trying to sing twinkle twinkel alitttle star. BLACKMAIL.

GOD. My heard HEAD hurts. Ig ive up on typing.

I don’t see this so much as “How to Elect a US President” as much as “How our Electoral Process is Dumb and Outdated.” Really. I know this is an incredibly simple way of putting it, but for those of you outside the US, you can see the flaws right away.

I really like the How-To’s in plain English. This one is probably one of the greatest (though check out the one on Twitter in Plain English – that’s downright cool, and the Zombies in Plain English is just genius). What’s your take on it?

It’s kind of cliche, you know, saying that the stars make music. Or laugh like children. Or tinkle like bells. But it never really occurred to me that they do make noise!

Team Records Music from Stars

You’ll also note that the sound of one star is very slightly different to the other. That’s because the sound they make depends on their age, size and chemical composition. The technique, called “stellar seismology”, is becoming increasingly popular among astronomers because the sounds give an indication of what is going on in the stars’ interior.

Go to the article and listen to the four audio files. Isn’t it amazing? We can actually hear the stars. We can hear our own sun. Absolutely incredible. I thought it was worth sharing. I think our sun has the prettiest song, but the cluster of stars you can listen to really made my jaw drop. They sound like horns honking on a busy street. Crazy.

So, what did you hear today?