How Thou Art Our Brother?

The rain is coming down so hard today in New York that it almost looks like snow. But it isn't cold enough to snow as of yet. It was raining yesterday too so Bas and I have had to postpone our car shopping excursion.

So instead yesterday we packed up a bunch more stuff in boxes.
We threw away a ton of stuff too. Including shoes and clothes. A feat that has been very difficult for Bas and I both in the past. We got rid of two huge bags of shoes. And when we took it out to the garbage, the junkies were there to scoop it up. With the quickness.
There is this one junkie Bas and I refer to as "our brother" because he looks like he could be mixed with black and white. And I am black, Bas is white. You see? So our brother was LOVING us last night with all his new shoes. He was dancing and singing a song while digging through the bag. He had all the shoes sprawled out on the sidewalk matching up the pairs. They were all in really good condition.
And we also threw out a down comforter. He was all, "is this down? I'm taking this to the cleaner." Getting rid of it was difficult too but since we haven't used the thing in the last 2 years, we decided to let go. One man's trash is another man's treasure.

And because of all the (good) junk, the other junkies were diving through the garbage late last night again. Remember my complaints about the noise? And I had to yell throught the intercom, "Will you please let us sleep?"
And the woman junkie was all, "Sorry. Let me just get a few things from this trash, then I'm out."
Ahhhh! These are the stories we'll be telling our kids about later.

Two really great shows on Tuesday night.....My Name is Earl and The Office. Both comedies that are different than anything made before. You should check them out.

Tonight's show is Lost. Very excited for that one. We didn't watch Lost when it first started. I wasn't so interested in it. Then, by default (becuz good TV was scarce in the summertime) we got sucked into the summer reruns. And we are now hooked.
It's nice to be able to watch some shows with Bas, because that man is one sports loving freak.
Football, basketball, hockey, baseball, golf.....and yes, even damn poker. Then once all the games are over he watches people talk about it. For hours.
I never in a million years thought I would ever be with a dude who watches sports. My brother and dad didn't watch sports and I never dated a sports watching guy before. Didn't think I could handle it. Actually despised guys who watched sports. And now look at me, I married the opitome of a sports addict. I guess you never know, huh?

i've got to take off and buy some candy. Having that craving.