El Wikandio

That's how you say weekend in Spanish. Or Italian. Or Itanishalian. As Jane loves the cleaning bits that I tell about she will be ecstatic to find out that I cleaned my living room and part of my kitchen today. I feel much better. I finally took my sad little strand of Christmas lights down and cleaning up all the wrapping paper scraps from my floor.

Around 3:00 I went to Barnes & Nobel with Nick. He had gift certificates and I was in the market for a calendar. It was the saddest selection of calendars I have seen since I went to Meijer last Wednesday. I realize that we are into '08 now and maybe I should've bought a calendar before hand, but please, we are not even a week in, there should still be a little bit of a selection. Nope, what I have to choose from is Fabulous Frogs or Small Arms. Arms as in firearms not arms as in people arms. Although, it would be interesting to find a calendar that's just pictures of people's arms. Small arms. It would be cheating if they just took pictures of children's arms because obviously their arms are going to be small. I think it should be small adult arms. At any rate, that would be more interesting that pictures of various frogs in stupid costumes and guns which make me uncomfortable.

On another B&N note, I wonder if someone can explain to me why such a large bookstore has only two puny columns of shelves in a corner reserved for theatre arts and yet a whole row of bookshelves devoted to "manga" which appears to be some form of anime? Seriously? Anime is more valued than theatre? Methinks something is rotten in the state of Barnes & Nobel.

When I got home I intended to continue cleaning but instead decided if people could see into my apartment from the outside. I think maybe if they were in the third floor apartments of the buildings across the way and had binoculars, but seemingly not from the parking lot. I know because I looked and then took pictures. It's important to know these things.