Christ, this site is a MESS. Sporadic updates, lame topics, and where did those stains on the carpet come from?
(Yes, Miss Doxie has a HILARIOUS new entry today so I've got a Journaler Inferiority Complex thing going on. I'd hate her if I didn't love her so.)
First, there will be no advice column today, because nobody sent in any questions. (Or any good not-stupid questions, rather.) Thus, the whole idea peaked, jumped the shark and flamed out in just under a month.
So apparently, I have the power to solve EVERY PROBLEM IN THE WORLD in just four advice columns. TAKE THAT, Dear Abby.
(A live reunion show is planned, however, so you can send any questions to amy[at]amalah.com and they'll be held and cherished until that time.)
Second, the Haiku Smackdown site is down, we know. WordPress ate it. The same WordPress that ate last week's Smackdown. Future of blogging, my ass. In the meantime, the Smackdown will be HERE tomorrow. And hopefully some people will show up. I'm thinking White Trash 'ku again...
Third, Crate & Barrel's delivery guys are lazy, lazy bitches. We were supposed to get our couch today, but the guys showed up, took one look at the three flights of stairs we live up, and said hell no. Because the delivery instructions which said, "Delivery to third floor. No elevator." were obviously a mistake of some kind.
So we're getting a "custom delivery" on Friday, with extra bonus moving people. And now I have that damn Dire Straits "Money for Nothing" song stuck in my head. Fucking delivery people. (UPDATE: It's Tuesday now. TUES. DAY. And I'm all nervous that they'll end up with my beautiful couch stuck in the hallway and tell me I can't have my beautiful couch after all. Fucking delivery people.)