Looks like someone’s getting a band back together.

(get it?)

Jason Segal uploaded this to funny or die last night.

I’d already seen it.

I planned my morning commute based on a traffic report I heard on the radio.

You’d think I’d know better by now.

They said 93 South was jammed from 213 to 495. I was going to go that way anyway, but route 213 was jammed up past the spot where I get on, so I would have been stuck there too.

The same report said that route 495 was jammed from 28 to 93. That’s about 2 miles. It’s bad, but better than route 93. So I got onto 213 and headed for 495.

Wrong.

Route 495 south was jammed at least from 213 to 93. About… four or five miles more than the radio reported. Oh, and I heard said radio traffic report three times before I finally headed to 495. It was the same each time.

I spent more than 30 minutes on 495 when I should have spent 10, tops.

Thanks for nothing WBZ radio 1030am. You suck.

So, National Weather Service, what you are saying is that after this terrible January worth of snow we are going to kick off February with, possibly, another foot of snow followed immediately by freezing rain and sleet?

Bite me.

I still have today and tomorrow to finish the 2010 RPM Challenge before the 2011 challenge starts on Tuesday February 1, 2011.

Five songs in the can. Two more could be done tonight if my finger tips hold up. Three more… Not even close.

Things like this are less likely to happen when you practice more than once a year.

Jen is working in the living room. I’m cleaning the house in preparation for someone’s birthday #8 next weekend.

Jen came very close to giving birth on her birthday. That leads to confusion now. We have been so focused on the little man’s b-day that we are risking overlooking the wifey’s b-day.

This will not do!

She needs to tell me what she wants for her birthday. If she doesn’t she’s going to get a stack of books, blurays, and CDs that I like.

Muahahahahaha!

Just kidding.

In unrelated news, brooms scare the holy hell out of the cat.

Sorry cat.

I think she’s really done with me taking pictures.