Tuesday
Another fine day in the neighborhood. Mr. Rogers would be proud.

Jess and I stopped off to see Jenny… but she was at the Prince concert. From there, I had to stop at Borders to look up a couple of things and then home. On the way, Dad called. We had a semi-three-way call between Jess, him and me. I told him my “theory” as to why people have children: To do the yard work. It made him laugh. I then explained to him how I spent part of yesterday afternoon tearing out branches of the lilac shrubbery. (Sidebar: , if you have the chainsaw and/or trimmer (and possibly a ladder), I’m all for spending part of the day removing the rest of the problem shrubbery.) He said that’s why, when one gets older, you move to a place where someone else does the groundskeeping for you. Sage advice. Of course, it’s coming from a man who has a very well-kept yard. By his own hand.

stopped by after work. It seemed as though her car had developed a possible radiator leak. It hadn’t, but a coolant hose had a hole in it. Nor was it an easy one to reach. But I wrapped some duct tape around it and she’s taking it in tomorning to get replaced.

NPR and Other News
Reuters: Average Motorist Spends Two Days in Traffic Jams

The Salt Lake Tribune: Salt Lake County Mayor Nancy Workman. Woo. She’s in for a rough patch.

Stray Toasters

  • My friend Steve showed me .
    Just what I needed… another form of electronic crack. I spent the evening reading the strips from the beginning; I’m nearly halfway through it. *taps vein* (There are annotations to some of the comics, there is an option of having them appear with their respective comic, using cookies.) The author is an LJer, as well.

  • forwarded links to Cigarro & Cerveja (including this and this).
  • , knowing my affinity for almost all things kite-related sent me this.
  • By way of Slashdot: Atari to Release Old Games and New Console System
  • Someone else agrees that Gwen Steffani as Dazzler (new pic) might not be so bad.
  • : Click here and here and here and here.
  • Mocha Almond Fudge ice cream with Honeycomb cereal. ‘Nuff said.
  • “Hiya!”

I’m waaaay past bedtime here. Time to offer myself to the Lord of The Dreaming.

Namaste.