The maintenance guys have come and gone, and I not only have fancy, new locks but two shiny, new keys. Yay! It’s good to have a spare.
While they worked, the guys and I had a little chat about the Stompy Girls and their wake-and-bake activities. The smell in the hallway was so overpowering that while the locks were being changed, waves of stinkiness rolled into my apartment.
Uranium Ore, currently out of stock at Amazon.com.
Be sure to read the reviews. That’s where Teh Funny is. And, if you are in the mood for time-wasting, check out the “also reviewed” items on the sidebar at the right.
If you have any interest in kids’ books, or if you know any kids, go directly to your favorite book seller and pre-order a copy of The Big Tidy-Up RIGHT THIS MINUTE. I had a copy when I was a little, and it was one of my most favoritest books EVAR. It’s been out of print for years and years (last time I looked, original editions in good condition were going for about US$300), but it will be re-released this spring. I’m so excited that I’m literally bouncing up and down in my seat.
O frabjous day!
The Big Tidy-Up (A Golden Classic) by Norah Smaridge, Les Gray
Jennifer knew, as well as you
That everything has its place,
But she just didn’t care a whit, a bit
So her room was a real disgrace!Source: The Big Tidy-Up (A Golden Classic): Norah Smaridge, Les Gray: 9780375848216: Amazon.com: Books
I’ve been kind of meh about Library Thing since the beginning, partly, I think, because who the hell wants to go home and do more cataloging?! Anyway, one of the assignments for our Fake Blogging/Web 2.0 course is to create a Library Thing account. So I did.
The free account only allows you to add 200 books, which I think is kind of hilarious and adorable. I mostly added art history, art, and classics, along with a few books from the miscellaneous stack, but if I want to add anything else, I’m going to have to upgrade to a pay account. It’s only $25 for a lifetime membership, so it’s not like it’s expensive, but it’s not in the budget right now.
One of the grounds guys is out back, pulling down ivy. We chatted for a few minutes, and he explained that the ivy had to be removed, because it was damaging the esophagus. The what?! I just let it go. I’m all hopped up on cold meds, and it took a moment for my poor, addled brain to register what he’d said. And then it took another moment to figure out what he meant: soffits! Yes. Yes, indeed, ivy will damage the soffits.
And, I expect, it wouldn’t do one’s esophagus any good, either.
Do not judge the journey, Shelly, by the path you’re now on. Like driving cross-country, you can’t possibly know in advance if or where you may encounter detours, hairpin turns, or passing cars passing cars with
noses and whatnot pressed to the window. Moreover, little, if any, of the scenery you travel through will remotely resemble the destination you have in mind. Yet neither the “constellations” you see nor the unexpected
maneuvers you take will ever mean you aren’t headed exactly where you want to go, moving as swiftly as possible, getting closer every flippin’ day.
Road trip!
The Universe
Speaking of fake blogging… I’m eavesdropping, and the coworker I’ve been helping with her Web 2.0 assignments is now explaining to a couple of other coworkers how to get started. She’s also telling them about a couple of problems she had, so that they know what to look out for. That’s pretty cool, I think.
I picked up a neighbor’s wallet out in the parking lot a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t know which apartment it belonged to, so I put up a sign near where I found it. Mr. Thirty-one called me the next day, and was immediately reunited with his property.
I just got back from running errands, including picking up laundry quarters at the bank. There was a voice mail from the bank, saying that someone had found my ID holder with my driver’s license in the parking lot.
Thank you, kind stranger, and thanks be for Karma, instant or not-so-instant.
The Dalai Lama, that is. He is currently across the street, along with a big-assed police escort and what appears to be a contingent of s33kr1t service and FBI agents.
That is all. As you were, comrades.
red paper boat 