Author: lis

at Hemlock Gorge on the Newton/Needham line. The bridge is aptly named, as even the slightest sound bounces back clearly.

another one of those amusing moments at work when I walk by an open door and do a quick double-take.

I guess somebody mailed a letter and then really wanted it back, and figured they should just take the whole damn mailbox.

this is just classic really.

I went to the gym tonight and did not die. Sometimes that’s all you can really ask for.

I love that they had to qualify the warning label.

in case you can’t read it:

this is what happens when the garbage truck breaks…

also known as the “darn it! I didn’t take a picture today!” picture

holds a position of honor in Adam and Amy’s living room. Of course, no one ever talks about it.

Fridays at work can be pretty insane. I often don’t get a lunch break until after 2:00, after the afternoon/night shift have arrived. The folks who work that shift often don’t get much of a dinner break because there’s no one left to cover them. Some kind soul left this on my coworker’s desk in hopes that she’ll make some time to eat it.