trying to catch me riding diiirty...

at target the other day, i went in looking for a shredder that was advertised on clearance and came out with sanitizing wipes… so, my apartment will still be full of the growing paper collection i have amassed over my near-decade (?!) here in dc but at least it will smell like a spring waterfall.

i must admit i was tempted to purchase pcd’s album, so i could riverdance to ‘buttons’ but i stopped myself. instead, i find myself perusing through the itunes site and bought my jam of the season:

ridin’ – chamillionaire & krayzie bone

this weekend, I pondered the origins of the name, chamillionare: was he trying to say chameleon+millionaire or caramel+millionaire or is his mom’s name Camille? just wondering.

monday metro-ride was delightfully uneventful. no pole-leaners, back-pack door-blockers, hairy-pit flashers, or rude people in general…amazing.

now, discussions of the day:

1) smellier chip flavor: spicy shrimp or sourcream and onion?
2) better on a prescription label: “may cause weight-gain” or “may cause fatness”?