I left The 52 Ounce (my big thermos mug, and yes, that is its proper name) at D’s house yesterday. Waaah! And then, this morning, I left the banana I meant to bring for my snack, sitting on the edge of the dining room table. I have a feeling it won’t be there when I get home, and that I’m likely to find the mangled peel someplace really disgusting, like buried under my pillow.
Month: June 2007
P-O-T-A-T-O-E
1. I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a couple of things this afternoon, and the bagger stuck my sack of potatoes on the bottom rack of my cart. I never, ever, EVAR put anything there, because I am sure to forget it. He didn’t even tell me he’d put anything on the bottom rack, and as I was preoccupied with paying for my purchases, I wasn’t watching what he was doing. Damn! It’s only $2.99, but it really makes me mad.
And I don’t even know why he put the potatoes on the bottom rack. I only bought a few things (lentils, spinach, and lemon juice), so it’s not like there wasn’t plenty of room in the cart.
2. I am seriously considering switching to cable phone/internet service. When I called to pay my bill, they quoted me $20 for phone and $30 for cable broadband. That’s significantly cheaper than what I’m paying right now for phone and DSL. They said that set-up was free, and if you sign up for both phone and cable, there is no equipment rental or purchase charge. I’ll have to give back the modem when I’m done with it, but that’s fine with me.
And, really, as much as most cable behemoths may suck, they cannot compete with AT&T in sheer evilness. For one thing, you can actually call the local cable office and talk to a real, live person. For another thing, their voice response system actually works pretty well. I swear to God, every time I call the phone company, I have an overwhelming urge to kick the smarmy computer voice guy in the shins. Alas, the best I can do is give him a low score on the final “How did I do?” survey.
Clouds
It rained earlier today, but for the most part, the sky has been kind of yucky and boring. We have huge, puffy white clouds right now, with sunshine, but who knows how long that will last? I wasn’t able to get any decent photos, so I Photoshopped the hell of this one. I lowered the saturation, warmed up the color, darkened it, and increased the contrast.
Doodle
Doodle
RoseArt metallic gel pen on 90lb Stonehenge paper
7 1/2 x 5 5/8 inches
Paper Boats Under Full Moon
3/4 x 5 1/2 inches
collage, acrylic, gesso, gel ink, and beads on 140lb Cartiera Magnani hot press watercolor paper
The moons were made from antique silver beads I’ve had for aeons. I salvaged them from an old necklace. The boats are made from vintage onion skin stationery, meant for sending air-mail letters.
Speaking of Stats and Whatnot
Have y’all heard of Track Me Not? I hadn’t, until today. It’s a browser extension for Firefox.
I use Teh Google, but it sort of creeps me out to do so. They have access to a huge amount of information on their users, and they have turned into quite a behemoth. Even if their policy is to “Don’t be evil” (yeah, right), I don’t see why they should automagically be trusted to not be evil. Anyway, the less info a large company like Google has about their individual users, the better, I think.
Harriet Approved
Another keyword search that turned up was “turbocharged boxers.” My first thought was, “Of course they are turbocharged!”
And speaking of Miss Brown… I have mentioned before that she is kind of tweaky, and is generally afraid of men? She has decided that she really likes Scott. While he was over working on Mr. Computational Device, Harriet kept trying to crawl into his lap. She even wagged her nubbin at him, which was awfully cute. I don’t think she’s ever been that friendly with a guy, before, with the exception of my brothers.
Scott is Harriet Approved.
Statistics
While perusing my stats, looking at what brings folks here, two things jump out at me. The first is that I sometimes wish it were possible to shout, “Hey, wait, I can answer your question!” to visitors as they wander off in search of a more helpful blog. Because I can tell, by how their query is formed, that the post they Googled up will not have properly answered their question. Ah well.
For example: To the person who wanted to know if you can flush tampon applicators or wrappers. Some cardboard applicators can be flushed. Do not flush plastic applicators. Wrappers can probably be flushed, in a pinch, especially if they are made of paper. When in doubt, throw it in the trash instead of flushing it.
Secondly, why, oh why, in the name of all that is good in this world, would someone go a-Googling for–I kid you not–“sanitary pad and tampon porn pictures.” Aieee! What the fuck?! I know menstrual kink is A Thing In This World, but you will not find it here. NOT EVAR.
Why, yes, it is Feminine Hygiene Product Blogging Day. Why do you ask?
red paper boat 