Frog and Goat

To all the parents out there of future grocery store clerks:

I beg you to please introduce your children to fresh vegetables and fruits. Get them familiar with the idea that there’s more to life than iceberg lettuce. Limes are round green citrus and are frequently sold 3 for a dollar. And, as shocking as it may seem, herbs come right out of the ground. The rest of the world will thank you for the time you spend in the produce aisle prepping your kids.

*A strange bit of numerology…927 entries 297 comments.

Our neighborhood is lame. It should come as no surprise that we moved into the one neighborhood on the planet that is populated by freaks who don’t let their kids trick or treat. The one time of the year I want people to stop by our house and we only get a handful of kids. At least I can go back to my misanthropic ways and hope that no one even looks this way.

Our first trick-or-treater showed up with his mom and baby sister. They are the ones with the house for sale that’s very similar to ours. She said they’ve lived in the neighborhood for three years and there’s never been any Halloween fun. I guess it’s a good thing we put up the pumpkin lights, the strobe and the black light. Otherwise we wouldn’t have seen one witch, ghost or gremlin. As it was, I was practically begging the kids to take as many candies as they wanted. I thanked them profusely for stopping by. Sigh, I’m now the pathetic woman down the street.

The people at work are the recipients of the gummy body parts and all of the twizzler flavors I don’t like. Lucky them.

I’m wearing a freaky hat and our psychedelic Halloween display is in full-on mode so where are the kids? For crying out loud it is almost 6pm.

Update: 8:45pm–6 kids. Disappointment and way too much leftover candy abound.

Yesterday started a little earlier than I had planned. I’m in a training this week and planned on sleeping a little later. The phone rang early and it was my mother. My grandmother died early Monday morning. This last year has not been a good year for her and I believe she’s in a much better place now. I was torn about whether or not I should write about her death here. I decided to go ahead with it because she was interested in technology. The better-half and I would take the laptop over and show her pictures of different things we were working on and for her 90th birthday soiree my mother and I made a slide show that really went over well. My grandmother liked it and everyone at the party got a chuckle. It seems fitting to write about her death here in that context. She may have thought it was cool to be on the internet.

And, this choice of photos? From the slide show. It got a lot of laughs, especially from her.

I know this is not shocking news, but isn’t Donald Trump one smarmy MF? I don’t watch his show and I don’t watch Martha’s riff on his show. In fact, I don’t watch reality TV…I know the world is filled with morons, I don’t need to watch them on TV.

What I can’t stand is the fact that Donald was all hype and good will back in the summer when Martha’s riff on his show was announced. Now that those ratings are in the toilet he’s slamming her to anyone who will listen. I bet he has lots of really close friends. Or Not. I have a brilliant idea Donald, why don’t you go back to 1983 and stay there? The hair, the young wife, the so-called empire–whatever, dude.

I’ve been assigned two courses where I’m the primary developer and both courses are officially On Hold. I hope I don’t get a reputation as The Course Killer. I’m currently reading eight courses to decide if any parts can be moved to an electronic format. All of them are currently viable classroom classes so they won’t get the automatic kiss of death from me. I did make a note yesterday that one “seems like a weak course”. I wonder what the appropriate dress is for a course funeral?