I am beginning to fear that my body is leading a secret double life, about which I know nothing.
Last month it was the AARP application–fifteen years early. This week I received in the mail a letter and survey from the Republican Senate Leadership Council.
After I finished boggling over the idea, I was torn as to what to do. Fill out the survey honestly and hope that it will be a voice urging the wing-nut radicals to find a modicum of moderation, or, tape the postage paid envelope to a brick and send it back.
You may be surprised to learn that I chose the first option. Solely to support the Republican moderates.
But I was really tempted to go look for a brick. Preferably a lead one.
Heck, sometimes, spam really amuses me.
This is definitely thinking outside the box.
It is really windy outside.
Michael and I were disturbed from our studying by the sound of the grill being blown across the deck.
According to the weather, winds are around 15 mph, but I’m pretty sure that we’re having gusts much stronger than that.
The good news is that most of the dead branches have now been blown from our trees.
We were raking leaves yesterday, primarily to get them out of the driveway so we can make it up the driveway when it rains.
Michael: I can’t believe how many whirlies [helicopters/maple seeds] there are!
Me: Stupid slutty tree.
Just got back from seeing Emmylou Harris at the CAC.
She really has a lovely voice.
It was a somewhat unusual show, as she has written, as she said, mostly sad songs, so it was much slower tempo than most live shows I’ve seen. Bad part of that is that I’ve been extra tired recently, so now I’m really ready to go to bed.
(YAWN)
Oh, the joys of getting old. 10:30 on a Saturday night and I’m ready to call it a day.
I’m pretty sure that I used to make fun of people like me when I was a teenager.
The new theater opened last night. They were doing some deal that you could see a movie for $1 to benefit the United Way. Plus $1 hotdogs and drinks and popcorn.
We saw “Fantastic Four” again. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed it.
But what I liked best about the entire thing was the fact that there were only TWO previews, lasting less than TEN minutes! And NO commercials!
This is amazing!
Lemme tell you, if they keep it up, they’ll definitely get my business.
I had an eerie dream last night.
I dreamed I was pregnant.
And my thought was, “Great. NOW I have to start going to church again.”
One advantage of living close to the stadium.
I get to watch the fireworks. In my pajamas. (These were the two best pictures. I think my other camera did a better job with night pictures.)
I like fireworks.
Of course all the car alarms going off I could do without.
For a University that is supposed to be focusing on improving its academic credentials, I don’t get these weekday night games.
Any classes at Health Sciences pretty much have to be cancelled, because there is no parking anywhere near the place–parking permits were no good after 5. At 5:10 they were suppose to start ticketing/towing because those spots are also sold for the games. And the Evansdale campus is little better.
Never mind the fact that the PRT is mobbed, so you don’t even have an alternative to driving.
And of course any night classes, even downtown, are pretty much a wash. Whose going to actually come to class.
And the traffic? Nightmare.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m sitting here with the radio on listening to the pre-game show, so I’m not opposed to football. (After all, WVU is self-supporting and actually brings money in.) I just can’t understand why we have these night games that interfere with classes and getting an education.
My brother and I didn’t get to watch a lot of TV when we were growing up, but one show that we did get to watch was Wild Wild West. If I remember correctly, the reruns played on Saturdays, which means we probably only watched it during the winter. Otherwise my mom was all about getting us out of the house.
The point of this is that they haven’t yet released it on DVD, but Amazon is taking names, and will tell the studio how many people are waiting for the title to be released.
So the more people who get on the waiting list, the more likely they’ll be to put it on DVD, right?
Well, maybe.
Anyway, go to Amazon and ask to be informed when it hits DVD. It can’t hurt!
The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency (1998) Alexander McCall Smith
My mom got me the first three books in this series for Christmas, but I hadn’t gotten around to reading the first book until now.
This is a rather unusual book for a mystery. It’s almost a collection of short stories tied together by an overall arc. The book tells the story of Mma Ramotswe life and how she came to be the only detective agency in Botswana, as well as her first few cases as she settles into being a detective.
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Okay, I must to admit that I am inordinately pleased with the new image for my main page.
ADDENDUM the First:
Okay, I won’t keep this header image for long, but I loved the color of these mums and wanted to enjoy them for a bit.
ADDENDUM the Second:
Okay. I couldn’t live it it. Header image has changed, now I’m going to redto the main page image.
ADDENDUM the Third:
Done for now. I’m not 100% pleased with the main page layout, but it will do.
ADDENDUM the Fourth:
I lied. I think it’s better now.
