in my last four positions my tenure has gone from seventy months, to thirty months, to thirteen months, to most recently five months.

no wonder the employer i start with today spent more time drilling me on this line of questions than any other…

my dad sent me the following math problem that had stumped his 6th grade granddaughter and her parents. he was pretty smug about solving it, can you?

you have a bucket of chicken wings.
if you remove 2 at time, there is 1 left.
if you remove 3 at a time there are 2 left.
if you remove 4 at a time there are 3 left.
if you remove 5 at a time there are 4 left.
if you remove 6 at a time there are 5 left.
if you remove 7 at a time there are 0 left.
how many chicken wings are in the bucket? prove it.

its hard to be creative when the first quiet moment in the house comes at 4:27am.

a friend at work offered me a bag of tazo calm herbal infusion which is labeled with the following claim:

a single cup of tazo calm has been known to have the same effect as sitting for 45 minutes in a mountain meadow on a sunny day with your shoes off.

and while i’d still prefer forty-five barefoot minutes in the mountains, it was true that i was smiling more while enjoying the tea.

i thought it was sad when i found out steve irwin (aka the crocodile hunter) died but when the chump sitting in for paula zahn on cnn started quoting the blogosphere as saying that he had proved the stingray thats when i started to cry.

natalie: i don’t know if he should be watching that?

matthew: its a classic, what could be wrong with it.

natalie: its got scary parts.

matthew: like what?

natalie: isn’t there sword fighting and violence?

matthew: but its friendly sword fighting with lots of chummy banter.

natalie: he’s still going to want to sword fight.

around eleven minutes in to the princess bride the shrieking eels consider princess buttercup for dinner. just after the princess is rescued from the murky, eel infested waters by fezzik…

ethan: that was scar-eee!

matthew: ok, maybe we should turn it off.

i have been cross-eyed tired for weeks but it was worth every eye propping moment to watch the agassi/baghdatis match at the u.s. open last night.