Wednesday
Three down, two to go.

And then: Camping. Which will be something of an experience. Especially since I’ve never been camping before. Never. *shrug* Yeah, yeah… pick your chins up from the floor. Yes, I went to camp as a kid, but the camps that I went to were geek camps. And I wasn’t one who was going to give up the not-as-good-as-at-home-but-better-than-nothing amenities that the cabins offered. But, this weekend, , her family and I are heading down to Moab for biking and camping (and cooking out and beering and what have you). It should be fun.

Almost as much fun as drilling holes in the walls. Especially when they are holes in your home and not in an apartment which have to be sealed (or concealed) before you move. There was a method to my hole-making madness: We picked up a TV tuner card for Jess’ computer (Thanks, Mary!) and I need to run cable from the living room into her office.

And, speaking of offices, mine is a mess. I still haven’t quite gotten around to cleaning up the debris from putting the bookcases in here. Two weeks ago. Thus, there are papers, books and other sundry items strewn about the place. As the merchant in Aladdin sang: “It’s barbaric, but hey it’s home!” Maybe I’ll clean it tomorrow. No way it’s happening tonight.

Because it’s Wednesday. Three down, two to go.

NPR and Other News

Stray Toasters

  • Talked with both of the ‘rents today. All’s well in their respective parts of the eastern seaboard.
  • Thanks to and for commenting on winter swamp cooler procedures. : I’m aware of what to do with the cooler and we have a cooler cover. I was being more than “a little” facetious. Unfortunately, the subtle inflections of sarcasm do not always translate well on-screen.

    ‘ idea is closer to my own. The difference: Instead of replacing the louver after inserting the padding/pillows, I intend to replace it with a piece of plywood or plexiglass that is cut to fit the opening and the screws that hold the louver in place. It will also be lined with insulation or fabric or something… depending on how industrious I get. Thus, I’ll have a solid barrier that seals the opening until it’s time to “unpack” the cooler in the spring.

  • Lightning has decided that his perfect sleeping place is on the bed, just under the covers. For the past three nights, I think, I’ve gotten up in the morning to find him there.
  • The Last Starfighter – The Musical.
    Excuse me as I step over to the corner and wait for my head to explode.

  • By way of : Faith, the Wonder Dog
  • Chocolate bees, Cadbury Creme Eggs, jellybeans and Good & Plenty. These, and other confections, were the subject of one of the world’s most bizarre conversations (between , and me) equating candy with racial slurs. We have an interesting family dynamic, to say the least.
  • Everybody drink, everybody drink….
    Everybody drink, everybody drink….
    Everybody drink, everybody drink….
    Everybody… Everybody drink fruit juice!
    (nominal apologies to Kenny Loggins)

  • Over the past few days, I’ve craved… something.. for a snack. I can’t quite place what it is that I’m after. It’s not so overwhelming that it’s driving me slowly mad, but it’s just far enough out of reach that it’s annoying when I go to the kitchen, look at all the snack stuff and go: “Hmm… nope…. nope…. no, not that either.” I’ll figure it out. Hopefully, it will be soon. And when I do, there will hopefully be a store close by that has whatever it is.

Namaste.