September 20th, 2016
Over the last couple of years, birthday week has been a source of some little bit of stress. The source of this is all of the Facebook greetings from people whose birthdays that I’ve ignored for years.
I’ve seen many of the birthday reminders and often passed a thought where I hope they have a good day. But I haven’t gone as far as the wall post. This is because I’m a sporadic facebooker, and I can’t throw one person birthday love without the realization that a mutual friend of equal standing was unintentionally ignored in the preceding few weeks.
If both your cell phone number and birthday are in my phone — and this is an exceedingly small subset of people that I care about — then you will probably get a text.
September 1st, 2016
A couple of weeks ago, I had an external hard drive go bad. That’s bad news for me, because it’s the one I use for both my main laptop’s backups and also my music/movie file storage. Not a huge deal — I always keep two copies of everything — but I definitely need it back in service.
The drive was under warranty, so got the return info online. I packed it up with bubble wrap, taped on my return label, and drove over to the post office. There, I did the scale and bought the stamp. Then, I dropped it in the box catcher (whatever it’s really called).
Today, I was looking for something in my bag, and I found the hard drive, just chilling out at the bottom under a secondary laptop, a bag of sunflower seeds, and an emergency pair of socks. I’m not sure what I mailed back to Seagate. Probably just an empty box full of bubble wrap.
What a donkey.
August 23rd, 2016
K is always quiet on his way to school, and it often freaks me out, since he’s never quiet. This morning was his second full day of school — and his first where I wasn’t planning to walk him in, and I was afraid that he was nervous about finding his way around.
At a stop light, I turned back to him and asked, “Are you sure you know where to go when I drop you off?”
July 7th, 2016
Tip of the cap to AAA. I called last night because we had a car with a dead battery. The only thing I had to type in for the computer is my account number. Called again today, and their system must have associated my phone number and the account, because I got right to a human without having to enter anything. She confirmed me by name, and I didn’t have to read off my number or verify any silly childhood memories. Very nice.
Far more exciting things have been going on than dead batteries. More site updates coming soon.
June 29th, 2016
There has been a small slice of my brain that hasn’t given up the conspiracy theory that Donald Trump is a plant, organizing with the Clinton campaign.
“Hillary, I’ll be as obnoxious as possible, make fun of your looks, give you a dumb nickname, and make absolutely sure that the only votes the Republicans get are the blind homers who just root for their team and don’t actually pay attention to the campaign.”
His act is convincing, and I was just about to dismiss my doubts, when I read that he’s lining up Bob Knight as a GOP convention speaker.
Did you catch that? He’s lining up a speaker whose most famous quote is, “If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it.”
There’s no way this is for real.
April 6th, 2016
We spent the week of Easter on the sailboat. Almost entirely, we were tied up at Pontchartrain Landing on the lakeshore. It’s an almost unknown RV Park and Marina, and not at all a bad place to hole up for a week. Although it was almost entirely too cold to swim, there is a pool, a safe patch of water for the kids to dinghy and paddleboard, and all of it is in view from the bar. Other than one bartender, the staff was very friendly and helpful.
All lined up for the Gay Easter Parade
And what an eventful week. On top of goofing around at the ol’ landing, we visited the zoo, aquarium, IMAX, parades, bowling, a cool lights display in city park, Preservation Hall, and went to a barbecue festival. We probably ate at least five top-notch meals and several more very good ones. We had warm sunny weather, and freezing cold rain.
February 3rd, 2016
Sure, yesterday was fun and all, but what’s doin’ in Punxsutawney today?
Signing Day > Groundhog Day
Is tomorrow a day named for a movie too?
I got hoodwinked when I bought gas yesterday. I was sort of hurrying and not paying close attention, and I hit the button for the fuel grade on the left. Instead of the natural order of low, mid-grade, super-premium, this particular station had them arranged in the order Mid, Cheap, Super premium. Halfway through my fillup, I noticed that my price was at $1.62/gallon instead of $1.43.
I might as well have pulled four dollars out of my wallet and lit it on fire. I’m still bitter this morning.