Moe Sucks. That’s the Word on the Street.

The votes are coming in, and it’s a dead tie between Larry and Curly.  Both Larry and Curly have six votes each.  Moe is dead in the water.  He only got one vote.  Bye, Moe.

I personally am torn. I think I am leaning towards Larry because he’s a little more sedate.  And I tend to get a little hyperactive with color.  A little I…  WILL… ASSERT…  MY…  PERSONALITYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!   And I’d like to get away from that habit because, well, I’d like to move on from my teenage years.

My friend Kathy remarked that she had to see it with the table in the room before she could really make an educated choice.  And though I don’t want to show you the whole room because a) we are going to repaint the room because, well, you’ll see and B) there is absolutely NO natural light in the kitchen which makes it all sort of depressing, and C) the only decoration on the huge wall behind the table is a breaker box.  And showing you this picture is, oddly, very uncomfortable for me.  Isn’t that some wacky shit after all the things I’ve shared with you, internet?

But Kathy is one of those people who gets paint chips of three different colors of white and hangs them in her living room and looks at them for a couple weeks in all different kinds of light to make sure she has made the absolute right choice.  She’s kind of a color genius.  I’d caller a savant, but I think that implies she is an idiot.  Which she is NOT.   I come in and look at her chips and I’m like “I see white, white and white, dude.”  And she’s all “But this one has a yellow tint and that really pulls out the warmth in the floor, and this one has a pinkish glow to it which really compliments that speck on the ceiling.  See it, right…. there?”  And I’m like ” … ”

But before you get the wrong idea about Kathy, her sensitivity to color does not translate into an uptight or prudish personality.  She also sent me a link to this yesterday.  So, she’s, you know, dimensional.

So, here’s the STOD.  All of it.  I don’t know what color we’re painting the walls.  But something MUCH more neutral.  If this changes your vote, let me know.  By the way, I get 10 votes.  So if you feel strongly about this choice, feel free to get out the vote.

In other random news:

1. Private Practice is so bad, yet I still watch it.
2. Sam wore a tie (which he stiffly referred to as a necktie) with his t-shirt all day today.  I’m a little afraid I’m raising a closet Republican.
3. Henry has magic booger-drying abilities.  I wipe his nose.  I turn my head.  I look back and there are huge gobs of dried boogers in his nose.  How is this possible?  Is he magic?  What purpose could this type of magic serve?