Quincy Jones and Lemons



What was I to do? Everyone left for vacation...

...And left me here.
That's not the complete truth, but few things are.

I feel sad.
Gosh we need nice music. Like this!

Picture by Terry Border

The Ronettes and lips

You know how it is... you meet someone and like them, but not especially much, nor especially little. 
And then one fine day (pon inteneded, but explained later), after lots of other fine days, it hits you. In the gutt or solar plexus, right between the eyes, straight in the heart or wherever it feels the most.
And you're like: "Goddamn I really love you!"

That's like me and The Ronettes, this past Saturday at 2-isch pm.

In other news: I just had to upgrade my lips.

Misslyckat skämt 1.0

Veckans mest misslyckade skämt.

Kollega 1: Ska du till systemet nu?
Kollega 2: Ja, man får ju inte glömma det viktigaste.
Jag: Och annars kommer man ju inte lyckas med att glömma bort hela helgen sen.

Totalt tystnad.

The Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever puppy conversation

My co-worker brings her pup to work.
Later.

Male co-worker: Did you see the dog?

Me: Yes. Wasn't it cute?!

Male co-worker: Yup. It's totaly sickening...

Before I die...

I want to build a proper tree house.

Like this one:

 

It should also contain the following: