Frog and Goat

This afternoon I was catching up on the reading and became crazy excited to read what was probably a throw-away line on ugly green chair. She reports that her local pub is restocked with Strongbow Cider. So, now I know that Strongbow is in the states. I can’t describe how happy I am about this.

We (or I should say I) drank lots and lots of Strongbow when we visited the UK. I tried it in a pub shortly after arriving in London and while I dallied with other fine beverages in Wales, England and Scotland, I had on average a Strongbow a day.

I’m on the hunt now to see if I can find it nearby or at least from someplace that will ship it to me. Cheers.

I got up at the crack of dawn this morning to make an appearance at the contract job. I haven’t been in that office since the beginning of the month. Anyway, I get there and find that the team needs something scanned. Normally, I scan at home and then email the pdf back to the office. But, today, the team needed the material right away because of a tight training schedule.

We looked for the office scanner but it was attached to the Admin’s computer and she wasn’t in today. Normally, stealing a piece of equipment, using it and putting it back doesn’t bother me. However, we didn’t know where to find the software so there was no sense in stealing the hardware.

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I just got back from the dentist and there was a new hygenist instead of the annoying one from the last two visits. She is now my most favorite hygenist in the whole wide world. Laid back, funny–in the way I like and not in the yucking it up way and did a marvelous job without all the stupid chatter. May Jan, the rocking hygenist, stay with my dentist forever.

Today is my sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday M.

This morning whilst cleaning out my junkmail folder I came across two winners in the Spam of the Day™ contest. Please note the wonder of random words (and farm animals) smashed together to entice me to read the rest of the email.

Spam One:

Spam Two:

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It is 10:45pm. The neighbor is cutting the grass. He is an asshat.

The other evening when The Niece visited, she wanted to go outside and sit in the truck, where she proceeded to switch all the switches, pull all the levers, and ask me to roll the windows up and down, up and down…. The activities included an attempted feed of the credit card into the CD player (intercepted in time), and a little bit of napkin art. For posterity, here’s her first triptych. Media: rollerball pen over fast food napkin. Date: 23 June 2004.

I got a free copy of Cook’s Illustrated in the mail today and started reading it. I got a few pages into and thought I would post to see if anyone else gets this magazine and if it is worth subscribing to it. It seems like a valuable read. Please leave a comment if you have an opinion. Thanks.

As an aside, I sat down about 45 minutes ago to post the above paragraph and just finally got around to it. Know how a stack of filing just suddenly pisses you off? We have a plastic file box and notebook that get updated somewhat regularly but, apparently, neither one of us has done it since LAST YEAR. Everything of value is now filed and there is a stack of trash on the floor. I sent the better-half an email that he can look through that stack and salvage what he wants but he has to do it tonight because I’m chucking it tomorrow.

I realize that if a stack of filing pissed me off, a stack of trash on the floor should send me to the nuthouse. Lala–it doesn’t.

The more I read about copy-protection on music CDs the more upset I get. I’m completely sick of the RIAA hunting down children to slap fines on them for swapping music.

I know that stealing is stealing. Don’t get me wrong regarding theft. I get it. It is wrong and illegal. At the same time, the RIAA should find a new way to do business. Adapt or perish, you thugs. Treating all of your customers like a bunch of thieves will come back to haunt you.

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Last night the Niece and her parents came over for a visit and to eat some ice cream. Actually I had some ice cream sandwiches and fruit-cicles and we munched on those.

As they were leaving, I was putting the Niece in the car and I bumped her head on the car. She wasn’t really hurt but I think she was a little pissed and surprised that I would inflict such cruelty on her. She got kisses from mama and that seemed to work. It also helped that I grabbed her magnetic drawing board and told her I was drawing a picture of her including the bump on her head. She took the board from me and studied the picture for a second and then very emphatically said “Thank you so much”. With that, they were off.