How is it possible that you can do so much over the course of a holiday weekend and yet feel like you've done next to nothing?

Here's a breakdown of the laundry list of things we did over the Memorial Day weekend:

Despite not having seen the third movie in the series, Katie and I decided to see Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides last night. It was great fun!

It's not often that Katie and I get to see a movie in the middle of the week. While I work regular 8-5 hours, Katie is in retail and her hours are all over the place. Plus we work in completely opposite directions of each other and the only theater right in between us is a slightly pricier one that we'd rather not pay for during prime evening hours.

Welcome to a particularly stormy Snippet Wednesday. Well, it's stormy for this of us here in Chicagoland anyway.

Penetration
Even though Katie and I are very upset at the fact that the Chicago Bulls are now down three games to one to the Miami Heat, we've been having a little fun watching the games. Seems that despite the fact we are both "adults," we giggle like schoolgirls every time the play-by-play announcers talk about players getting "deep penetration" on the court. Okay, so we're each 30-something years old with the maturity of five year olds. Sue us.

In a few minutes, I'm going to be heading out to the Northern Illinois Food Bank for, of all things, a concert.

I found out a few weeks ago from a fellow Tweep named @amysphere about a benefit concert that the NIFB is hosting featuring a bunch of local bands who also happen to be Twitter users. Among them are Amy's husband @cystsfts, @humbugrog, and @misterhanke.

According to that little widget in my sidebar, I'm officially 24 days away from my sixth blogoversary.

How does one celebrate an achievement such as this? Well, I dunno about you, but I'm giving my blog a facelift.

I don't expect celebrities and athletes to always be 100% good. I know they're going to get in trouble from time to time and that some people will judge them more harshly because of the limelight their existence elicits.

I'm still here.

Everybody else? Roll call!

Oh, and happy birthday, mom! (Yanno, since we're all here and I clearly have to buy you a gift and everything now.)

As I Tweeted last week, we took Katie's car into the shop to have some work done on the brakes. Turns out work was needed on both the front and rear brakes as one set was so badly shredded (the rear) that they weren't working at all and all stopping force was transferred to the front brakes and they were worn to nothing as a result.

I found this meme at Blogography, Blondefabulous, Secondhand Tryptophan, Marty, Poppy, and Bubblewench. So thank you all for giving me a wonderfully lazy Thursday of blogging.

Cien mas uno (101):

ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? I have a scar on the back of my head that is quite a bit more visible now that I shave my head. It's from when I flipped my car at age 16. Survived thanks to my seatbelt.

Most of the upfront fall schedules have been announced by the major television networks in the last few days so today's Snippet Wednesday will highlight some of the more interesting goings-on (as per my own personal estimation) this coming fall season on the small screen.  

Endings
Happy Endings was renewed! Happy Endings was renewed! Need I say more? Didn't think so.

There's been a lot floating about the Twittersphere lately about the Rapture happening this weekend.
 
In case you're not religiously inclined, according to 1 Thessalonians 4:17, the Rapture is basically the End of Times when true Christians will vanish from Earth and meet Christ. Anybody who doesn't believe will either be left behind (hence the series of Christian books under the "Left Behind" banner; remember those?) or die or burn or just cease to exist or any number of other theories.

According to several sources, there are negotiations being worked on to move the Atlanta Thrashers of the NHL a bit north of the Mason-Dixon Line. Way north. Like Winnipeg north.

For some reason, my right ankle hates me right now.

Actually, "right now" isn't entirely accurate. This has been going on for about a week right now.

I can't sleep.

Katie's been asleep for a few hours now and I'm tossing and turning.

Howdy y'all! Now just sit your purdy little self back and enjoy another edition of Snippet Wednesday! Oh dagnabbit! It's Thursday, ain't it? Well, settle back for a Snippet Thursday: The Reckoning instead.

Rhythm
I actually had the first couple snippets ready to go for this post until the following happened...

I'm a giving kind of guy. That's just who I am.

So I'm going to give you all a gift. Something truly special.

Osama Bin Laden is dead.

Or so declared the thousands of headlines on TV, news websites, Twitter, Facebook, billboards, print newspapers, and anywhere else you can imagine.

My relief at the announcement lasted all of 10 seconds before the questions kicked in full swing. Then I started reading a bunch of articles and realized that, for once, my concerns were actually well founded. At least in my opinion and, apparently, those of several people I've spoken with today.