… as described via Tweets on a night that the Calgary Flames play the San Jose Sharks in a winner-take-all Game 7:
8:01 p.m.: The world’s largest flying insect is in my kitchen and it’s freaking me out!!!! HELP!!!
8:03 p.m.: Seriously, I can’t get to my tea ‘cuz the bug is over there
8:23 p.m.: Please San Jose, please win! If this giant bug kills me, I don’t want to die knowing the Flames made it to the next round of the playoffs.
8:30 p.m.: Techniques used for defending self against giant flying bug: swiping at it with hockey stick; throwing exams at it.
8:49 p.m.: Crisis averted. The monster has been captured & released outside my apartment. Please resume your regularly scheduled Calgary Flame hating
And in case you don’t believe it was huge, I took a picture. It was a monster!
The pictures don’t really do it justice, but here is *the* skirt:
The tale of this skirt is one of intrigue and mystery. OK, not really, but it is a tale of social networking, nerdy geeky goodness. And it goes like this:
My freakin cool and totally hot friend Jen sends an email to a bunch of her friends saying she has some clothes she wants to sell –> I buy a skirt –> I Twitter about wearing my new skirt –>@jenmae Twitters:are there pics of this new skirt you can share with us? –> I reply-Twitter: “I will take a picture and it will be blogged!”
Then I start getting Twitter-compliments on my skirt from people who haven’t even seen my skirt!
–> I post pictures of the skirt to Flickr –> blog the skirt [i.e., this posting] –> this blog posting will automatically imported into Facebook & a Tweet will go out about it –> there will (hopefully) be comments about my skirt here, and possibly in Facebook.
Probably far more attention than a skirt should get, really.
And before you ask, yes, I am wearing thigh highs in that picture.