Two days till my birthday and I think I’m coming down with a cold.

This is entirely unacceptable.

Where’s the complaint department?

Giant Eagle, probably in response to Kroger’s, has finally dedicated an entire aisle to organic items.

The aisle is located at the far end of the store, just opposite the bakery, and aisle that I never go down. It used to be “seasonal items” and it’s placement across from the bakery guaranteed I didn’t go down the aisle. I never need “seasonal items” and if I don’t see the doughnuts, then I don’t buy them.

But now organic items are there, so I have to walk down that aisle.
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They are here RIGHT NOW to replace our air conditioner. I even hear power tools.

I’d do the happy dance, but it’s still too stinkin’ humid.

ADDENDUM the First
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Happy Birthday to James!

I just got an e-mail from my friend Dee, who has been lost in cyberspace (or somewhere) for a couple of years now.

I’d be jumping up and down and dancing around, except I’m at work and they already look at my funny here.

And it looks like the Novel problem was fixed, so my computer shan’t be thrown off the roof today.

Figured that I should write about something happy, to make up for all the griping yesterday.

My laptop is this close to being taken to the roof and punted off the building. This close.

Apparently the new Novell client doesn’t like Windows XP, and we keep getting the blue screen of death, which occurs randomly; like when I’m at lunch and not touching my computer at all, as well as when I’m in the middle of typing something. It was happening once or twice a week, so I followed the helpful link to the Novell site where I found a patch that was supposed to clear up that problem. I installed the patch Friday, and my computer crash three times just this morning.

So one of the help desk guys had a different version that I just installed, and it had better work, or I’m going to see if I can dig up an old copy that worked perfectly well on my old computer.

Grrr…

In other news, we started watching Buffy Season 6 yesterday. I found it a mixed bag. I liked the first episodes, but could barely watch the ones with the three irritating boys. In fact, I went outside and watered the plants for awhile when I found one episode so annoying I couldn’t stand it. But the episodes without them I quite enjoyed, so we’ll see how the rest of the season pans out. (We’re only halfway through Disc 2, so we have quite a bit more to watch.)

And I’m hoping that our air conditioner is replaced early this week and not towards the end of the week.

Today I plan on learning how to use the different settings on my digital camera.

Since I, instead of Michael, have the “Directions? Who needs stinking directions?” gene, this could be… entertaining.

I come by it honestly, at least. When my mom got a long table for flowers and plants and such, I helped stain it, and then we put it together before I polyurethaned it. (Which REMINDS me, all my good brushes for polyurethane are still at my parents house. Which means that my dad probably left them sitting in a jar of paint thinner, as if time was going to clean them better. As it’s been a year and a half, I can be pretty sure that my brushes are probably sitting in some glass jar with goo that is a mixture of evaporated paint thinner and polyurethane at the bottom. So next time a project comes up, I’ll need to buy all new brushes. Sigh.)

Anyway, back to the table: the stain dried, and as I said, we needed to put the table together before I could polyurethane it. This is the scene in the basement. My mom, dad, and I are all gathered around the various sundry pieces, jamming them together, seeing what looks like it fits where, while Michael stands there reading the directions. And I do mean reading. He doesn’t give directions the once over and then wing it, no, he reads ALL the directions COMPLETELY before starting a project.

I HATE that.

It makes me look bad.

Quiz time!
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(smacking self in head)

Oh yeah…

Happy Birthday Gina!

Happy Birthday Brian!

Happy Birthday to Ben!

(Thought I had a picture at hand, but unfortunately not.)

It’s the 100th birthday (or would be if her were still alive) of Fats Waller.

Fats Waller albums are some my my dad’s favorites. My favorite version of ‘Ain’t Misbehavin’ is his. ‘Your Feets Too Big’ was the song for my brother. With EEE width feet, shoes were almost impossible to find. (In fact, it was common for stores not to have anything in his size. I got to choose the shoes I liked, my brother got to wear whatever they could find that fit him.)

So listen to some stride piano and celebrate Fats Waller.

Congratulations are in order for several people this week:

Congratulations to pericat, who just became a Canadian citizen!

Congratulations to Erin, who should have been sworn in as a member of the WV bar, thus making her officially a poet-writer-lawyer!