Wednesday, June 11, 2003

Outside the Beltway has linked to the latest Dilbert newsletter where Scott Adams posted a column about the rich versus the poor and where terrorism fits in with economics. An excerpt:

Like the proverbial dog chasing a car, the Induhviduals haven’t considered what would happen if they caught one. For example, let’s say they (the Induhviduals, not the dogs) accomplish their stated goal of destroying the economies of the Western world. Is that really a good plan for people who live in a desert and import most of their food?

Just for the record, if I’m down to my last potato, I’m not sharing it with a guy who wants to kill me so he can get a better supply of virgins in paradise. That lesson is a little thing I call Economics 101, infidel style.

LW and I were out making deposits and picking up lunch when she got a call on her cell phone from her husband. He wanted to have her email his mother (or something like that) because his mom needed her email address.

LW said, “She already has my email address.”

LW Hubby, “Yeah, but her computer...toppled down.”

She told me that and I cracked up, “Crashed? (Much more uproarious laughter) Can I blog this?”

LW, “Absolutely, that’s the kind of thing that should be blogged.”

I’m fooling around with a new masthead so it might look a little weird today. I’ll finalize and fix it tonight at home.

LATER: I must have deleted the original masthead file from my server. I renamed it, but it’s now showing up. Weird. And the file is at home. I should have known better… *sigh*

Just talked to my mom. It’s looking like today may be the day we have to put Harry down. He’s miserable, she’s miserable. It’s just awful.

So blogging may be light today because if she calls me, I’m heading out to go see him one last time and be with her.

UPDATE: Mom’s going to make the appointment with the vet for tomorrow morning. I’ll be taking them.

LATER: Thanks for the many sympathetic messages, both here and via email. I appreciate it greatly. Harry will be missed. I’m dreading tomorrow.

Wow.

Tuesday, June 10, 2003

*tumbleweeds are tumbling down the dusty road*

It’s quiet in Bloggerville tonight.

Where is everyone?

Apparently you all have lives to live. Go figure…

As I was driving home from work I thought of a few things I could blog about, but upon later reflection I decided they were too lame even for me. Be thankful.

Of course, this is lame too. Get over it…

TWO SECONDS AFTER CLICKING THE SEND BUTTON: Really, I’m trying to resist a new rant that’s not really that new about Hillary.

Resist, resist, resist...it’s so hard to do. *sigh*

The gals at Right We Are (Maripat, more specifically) have published the obituary for our fine friend, Common Sense. Go read it.

Craig was able to leave a comment, so I think they’re fixed. Looks like I have a little more reading to do on some of the features of pMachine.

Thanks to the folks who emailed me. I appreciate the help.

If you can remember what you wanted to say, would you be willing to try again? And I promise to not touch anything anymore. (Well, not really...I sort of have to at times.)

I just got an email informing me that my comments aren’t working. I wondered why I wasn’t getting comments, not that everyone is chatty everyday or for every thing I say, but none at all?

Help me out here!

Thanks, James.

LATER: I think I found the problem. Somebody email me if comments still aren’t working because they work fine for me.

He’s not doing well. Mom thinks he may not make it through the day. It’s so terribly sad.

Jaynee wrote a nice tribute to him as well. I’m so sorry you won’t be able to see him one last time.

Dad, too, as you’re in San Fran.

It’s just awful.

I forgot to mention this last night, I thought of it on my drive in this morning.

When I was driving home, on I-66 at the Rt 123 exit, there were several state troopers pulling people over. Not from the HOV lane, but in the on-ramp as people were getting on to I-66. They did this last week too, which didn’t seem so odd, it was the beginning of the month - I’m sure they were pulling people for overdue safety inspection stickers and license plates.

Anyway, the weird thing was that one trooper pulled over a Metro bus. A Metro bus? Why on earth would a Metro bus get pulled over? Can you imagine being a passenger on that bus? You’re just trying to get home from a long day at work and your bus gets pulled over. Poor people…

Fox News Channel is reporting that some nutjob with a grenade went into one of the stores in Union Station (the major train station) in Washington DC tonight. He was demanding something or other and threatened to detonate the grenade.

It was a real grenade and a cop managed to keep it from detonating. Yay for him!

What a bizarre and scary story. I’m sure there will be more details in the morning.

Monday, June 09, 2003

Lori of Right We Are is planning the occasional “tea time” for bloggers sometime in the future. The blurb:

Join Lori in her parlor for a special cup of tea.  This specially brewed tea is a unique flavor for those who need a serving of “Shut the Hell Up.”

I stupidly decided to jump on the “let’s lose weight this summer as a collective bunch of fat bloggers striving to be thin bloggers” contest bandwagon over at Craig’s. I say stupidly, because I regretted it almost as soon as I did it and I’m not so sure I’ll be able to lose the 20 pounds I committed to losing.

I did not do well on Day One (today). A recap of what food products I have consumed:

1.  Coffee with Coffeemate creamer - 2 large cups. (I wouldn’t normally think this counted except that it’s not lowfat creamer.)

2.  A large-ish Giant^TM salad-bar salad, with ranch dressing and croutons. (See, I was trying to be good. Until...)

3.  Tortilla chips with black bean dip, queso, and sour cream (LW is evil, EVIL - even moreso because she’s tall and skinny and can eat whatever she wants without gaining an ounce on her bony butt. *sigh*)

4.  Two Twizzler sticks (I don’t know how it happened. One minute I was chatting with someone, the next thing I knew I had half a Twizzler hanging out out my mouth!)

5.  A rather large bowl of Golden Grahams cereal with 1% milk.

So I was feeling poorly about my chances since I managed to eat my way through Day One and then I read this! The gloves are off, Dave. I will lose those 20 pounds by Labor Day. And I say that the one who isn’t able to lose the weight by Labor Day buys the other one dinner. Harrumph!

Be afraid. I am multiplying.

And now my mother is freaking out. Heh.

Actually, I’m loaning some webspace to Tony to help him get off of Blogger sooner than later. It’s still a work in progress, but check out his new home here and be prepared to update your links sometime this week.