LJ Interests meme results

1. ann taylor loft:
   Now that I get to be a "real" lawyer again (i.e. not for a very casual non-profit) I get to wear suits again. Ann Taylor's suits are lovely, and actually fit me (read: my big ol' thighs). You add Loft to that and that means outlet and that means...kay not cheap...but something even a public defender can afford. There's a beautiful brown suit I've got my eye on and I have a gift certificate in my wallet!
2. books:
   Well this one's kinda lame 'cause I don't really specify genre or whatever, but really I just like to read. Anything. I'm usually reading several things at once. Right now I'm re-reading Enchanted April and I've just started Fluke by Christopher Moore. Plus I just got the latest Entertainment Weekly so that's probably what I'll be reading while I'm waiting for the cable guy this afternoon....yeah I like TV too.
3. broadway shows:
   I've always loved theater. I've been a performer all my life and my folks made sure that we were exposed to as much as we could be growing up in SW GA. But when I finally got a real job that sent me to NY every so often I got the bug. I've seen some musicals but mostly I like to see the straight plays on broadway. The theatres are tiny and you can really watch what the actors are doing. I've seen Alan Rickman, Matthew Broaderick, Helen Miren, Ian McKellan...and then there's London, too.
4. cats:
   Love my kitties. I've spent the last month and half without them and I can't wait to get them back.
5. christopher moore:
   I love his humor, philosophy, irreverence and, really, just style of writing. I started with Lamb: The Gopel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal. I still think that's probably his best. I'm pretty sure Samantha turned me onto him. Thanks.
6. desperate housewives:
   Fell in love with it as soon as Gabriella was mowing the lawn in a pink evening gown. I think it's 'cause I'm an honorary member of the gay mafia.
7. kung fu:
   Movies, not the actual sport (but I've never tried, so, maybe). THis is a recent thing so I'm gonna use Netflix to check it out.
8. movies:
   
9. outlet shopping:
   
10. red wine:
    What can you say...it's red, it's rich, it goes with everything except white carpet. During the summer I've gone the Pinot Grigio or Sauvignon Blanc route a bit. But, today is the first day of fall and the weather will start to cool (eventually...I am in GA).
    
    I love to go to the Wine Warehouse and se how many fun and interesting wines I can get for under $10. You can find some really good stuff...truly.

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Smoke alarms don't stop beeping when they are doused with water. How do I know this you might ask. Well, I'll tell you.

See, my air-conditioning unit is in the attic of my apartment. About once a year the condensation pan under the air conditioner over flws and seeps water through my ceiling. My landlady then calls someone to check the air conditioner and fix the ceiling. Luckily it's never harmed anything that actually belongs to me.

So, today I'm sitting in my front room when I hear the smoke alarm start to beep...really loud (you know, like it does when the battery needs to be replaced). I grab a broom to try to poke it to make it stop sqealing. As I do this, water starts pouring down my arm. "Uh,oh." I think to myself. "No good can come of this."

The next few minutes involve me putting a pan under the drip, trying to call my landlady (no answer), trying to detatch the detector from the ceiling (balaning on the top of a step ladder all while water is dripping down my arm. I finally get the thing to stop squealing (just beeping occasionally) and nearly detatched. It's hanging from the ceiling by one small black wire. I call my Dad to ask, hypothetically, "if the smoke detector gets soaked in water and is hanging from the ceiling by one small black wire and I were to clip the wire, will I electrocute myself and die?" His response, "How did the detector get soaked with water." He doesn't understand hypothetical questions I guess.

We finally decide that since my wire clippers have rubber handles and the wire is small I'm probably gonna be okay. Dad stays on the line as I perform this little task. Well, I don't electrocute myself, but apparently, clipping the wire made the detector mad cause it starts squealing again until I can dig in the back and rip the battery out. Again, all the while it's dripping water on me.

So now the detector is sitting next to my sink and I have a hole in my hallway ceiling with water dripping out of it into a pan and splashing onto a beach towel. I still can't get hold of my landlady. Fun times.