curses, foiled again

The thunderstorms that yesterday I complained about not appearing as promised? Arrived with a vengeance last night. And complicated my entire evening, too. First they made the drive home, uh, interesting. (In the good way though. I drove the whole way with the radio off so I could hear the thunder. The rain was amazing.) Then they caused a power outage at my gym, so that it was closed by the time I got there, so I had to go on home rather than working out. :P And then of course the rain caused the Sox game to be canceled.

On the bright side, all that cancelation meant an opportunity for me to get more cleaning done around the apartment. I didn't get as much done as I had ambitiously thought I might (story of my life) but I did get some done. I even vacuumed, which really with the amount Bini sheds I should be doing, like, daily. Or hourly. But naaah.

foosball

We have a foosball (table soccer) table in our office. It's in a corner office at the far end of the floor, in a section of offices that aren't used for anything, away from pretty much everything. And yet, when a really raucous game is going on, you can still hear the yelling from your office.

It's kind of funny, really. Almost all the men in the office, and the majority of the women too, have become nearly obsessed with foosball. I knew it was bad when one guy sent a company-wide email in which he quoted (and gave the URL for) the Official Rules of foosball. Apparently there's a move called "spinning" that isn't allowed, but that a lot of people were doing.

I played for the first time today. Not surprisingly, I pretty much sucked, although I did make a couple of goals -- pure luck, I assured everyone! Oy. It's way more fun than anything in an office ought to be. ;)