Does anyone else find it amusing that the American Idol live tour is sponsored by Pop Tarts?
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Does anyone else find it amusing that the American Idol live tour is sponsored by Pop Tarts?
Today is the better-half’s birthday. Happy Birthday, sizzle.
Here’s an update on the salad I made last night. Remember? I had figs to use.
I got some chevre and arugula from the store on the way home. I couldn’t find mache and I’m sure there are better manufacturers of chevre than what I could find but it matters not. The salad rocked. I smacked some whole almonds with the meat tenderizer hammer-thing and sprinkled those over the arugula. Then added the figs and cheese. We just used some italian dressing sparingly.
I wished I had made 6 more plates of salad and eaten those instead of the actual main course.
I’m finally getting used to opening new tabs instead of new windows while using Firefox. I’m still experiencing “doh” moments when I pull my mouse down to find the other webpage I was browsing–that’s usually when I say to myself “nitwit, it’s on the tab bar”.
I’ve spent an unreasonable amount of time this afternoon looking for a way to alter a private webpage. I have a page where I list the blogs I like to read on a regular basis. I have this private page so that I can just click on the blog I want and not have to shuffle through my really long bookmark list. I want to be able to select a link and have a new tab open…not a new window.
On the way to work this morning I listened to NPR. They ran a clip of the Veep saying that the media misconstrued his constant statements about Iraq being a threat to the US because of its involvement with al-Qaeda. In fact, he called the media lazy. I immediately thought it is a good thing he’s already called Dick.
I am torn between making a fig and prosciutto wrap as an appetizer for dinner or making a salad with the figs I bought the other day. I read on grubreport today of a delightful fig, chevre and mache salad.
My sister got her package of mead and she emailed us a thrilled thank-you. Sometimes the government’s policy of don’t ask don’t tell works…they shipped the box that UPS wouldn’t. Speaking of my sister, she got an insider’s tour of Cape Kennedy the other day. She walked under the shuttle Endeavour and touched a shuttle tile. She also got to talk with the people that actually work on the shuttle. Damn, how cool is that?
Tonight we went to see “YOUR RICHMOND BRAVES”. Now say that in a deep radio announcer’s voice and you’ll feel right at home. We got there really early because the power went out at the office and since there wasn’t a darn thing we could do about it, we changed clothes and left. We got to the ballpark a little after 6:15 and discovered a game in progress.
Now, mind you, I checked the team’s website and the local paper’s site to see if they were doing a double-header since it has rained nearly every evening this week. No mention…why have technology if you aren’t going to use it?
Today we went to Mexico for lunch and we gorged ourselves on chips and salsa.
While we were speeding through the chips and salsa, a table of holy rollers sat down behind us. There were five of them and when the guy brought out their food he had one arm full of food from his hand to his neck and the other hand held one plate. Of course, the table was rather inept at claiming their items. I’m sure the guy was getting real tired of that plate of sizzling fajitas being a few inches from his face. Anyway, after he was finally able to hand over each plate, one of the women said something about the cheese dip she ordered. She repeated cheese dip and made a motion with her hands like she was dipping something into an imaginary bowl. It was at that point that I wanted to jump up and throttle her but I saved my rage for snarking on the website.
Years and years ago, Leon, the cat, and I would sit on our side stoop and discuss how great it would be to have a screened porch. Even when the better-half and I demolished the stoop, Leon and I would sit in the rubble and imagine how great the porch would be.
Fast forward to the past week and a half. Leon is addicted to the porch. He can’t get enough of it. He sits out there even if it is 90 degrees and the humidity is crazy. This is the cat who has pulled out his fur because it is too hot for him. He wants to spend the night out there which is fine if it is cool enough for us to leave the door to the house open. Lately, though, it has been jungle moist and hot outside so the door is closed.
I realize that some people didn’t enjoy their high school government class as much as I did. But, if you have achieved a high rank in the US military you should understand some basic tenets….like, oh, I don’t know–the separation of church and state. I realize the lines blur a bit sometimes. Generally if you want your kids learning religion in school you spend the big bucks.
So, I say retired General Pickney just shut up.
Wicked meaning Good: I took the car to get its state inspection and I paid $0.00 for it. That’s reason #4567 of why I love my Honda.
Wicked meaning Bad: the UPS store won’t ship a package for me because it contains wine and must cross state borders. I told them that incourages lying on my part. They said if the package got damaged and wine leaked out they could be fined $65K. That’s just wrong.