In which I have a dinner date. Good thing I took a shower this morning! Yesterday, Bread called my phone seven times. (Seven times!) Today he called it three times. There are aspects of having a househusband that make. Me. Crazy. But that’s not the point. The point is that he’s taking me and Nanner […]
In which I wonder about superstardom. The world’s facination with the millenium certainly wasn’t Prince’s doing, I realize that. But he did write a song that has become such a part of our landscape that references to it appear everywhere. This morning I saw the New York Times magazine insert at the coffee shop, so […]
In which I complain about my DH, mourn the loss of another dog, and comment on work. Bread blew off going to work again today, which kinda pissed me off for some reason. The night before last he’d told me he was going up to Cedar Rapids the next day and would stay up there […]
In which we discuss health & beauty aids, personal hygiene, and how cool rain-style showerheads are. I really enjoyed my shower this morning. I don’t know why, usually I hate everything about morning. Maybe it was because I’d already had a cup of chai before I got in. Anyway, I had many thoughts about bathing […]
In which I’m fucking bummed. Microsoft Reader killed my Pocket PC! A few weeks ago, Sin gave me some ebooks. Several were in MS Reader format. I loaded one onto my PPC Saturday, then opened Reader to see if the newly-loaded ebook showed in the library. It didn’t, and Reader had the audacity to tell […]
In which I go on and on and ON and on about trivia that barely even interests me; God only knows why I expect you to read it! Bread’s been cash-poor lately, so he’s taken to waking me up early in the mornings and handing me my checkbook so I can sign a blank check […]
In which nature fucks some shit up! (This post is mostly for Fairfield ex-pats.) Iowa City is an hour away from here. It’s where one goes to party and shop when one lives in Fairfield. A tornado cruised through Iowa City last night, killing one person, ripping the roof off Menard’s and the Old Capitol […]
In which there’s a happy ending. Shegeki posted today about people who get Kanji tattoos and don’t know what they mean, and how he’d encourage anyone getting one to have it vetted by someone who knows better before committing it to their flesh for the rest of their lives. It’s good advice. The post prompted […]
In which I define “warm enough.” When it’s warm enough that I not only don’t have to blow-dry my hair after my morning shower, but can drive to work with the jeep’s windows down and let the wind dry it for me? Then it’s Spring!
In which there are cute firemen. As I walked up the street to India Cafe to get some take-out for lunch, I saw three fire engines, two cop cars, and three volunteer firefighters in trucks with blue flashing lights on their dashboards, all go screamin’ by, westbound on Burlington. Apparently something large is trying to […]
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