I have work to share, after all.

We've got a situation.

On Wednesday, boy and I were leaving to go flyering when I asked if he needed a hat to keep rain off his glasses. He said no, he would take his glasses off.

We haven't seen them since. Since we're in a constant state of unpacking/moving, I don't even know where they could be.

This is a big problem. Boy works from home. He's a programmer/web developer. This means he needs to stare at his computer all day long. Without glasses... he gets major eyestrain.

Anyone local who feels like lending a sharp pair of eyes to *look* for the specs would be greatly appreciated. Bringing along flashlights might be useful (catching reflection of the lenses). I'd be mightily obliged to anyone who drops by.

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for morbid_curious:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/nonsquitor_feed/20718.html?nc=2

For what it's worth, I married a nice guy. He's not tame or boring. He's very nice, though. And he's a monkey. Fnirbable love monkey of d00m, at that.

So, dear friend, what do you think of the adjectives nifty, interesting, intelligent, witty, and sexily geeky?

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for mbickers:
http://www.dckings.com/shows.html

see a showdate you like?

go me!

I'm such a good wife.

As I was standing, drinking my caffeine after my shower, I looked down and saw a dim shape under the futon frame.

His glasses were there, under the evil futon of doom. Safe and sound. He must have put them there while putting on his boots.

yay!

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rrrar. gonna go for a walk.

la la la.

walk.

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Boy's sitting on the couch, playing his twanger. I threaten to bite him and do so. He starts playing the Imperial March from Star Wars. "This is your looming biting song."

"A little late, isn't it?" I reply. Then, with a cry, "THAT isn't a flamenco song!"

Boy grins and strums more furiously, "It is NOW."

*giggle*