12.27.2003
...and the Christmas beat goes on.
Our exceptionally unfriendly mailman brought a small, curious package today.
No wonder my present from Eric was late this year; it came from Russia.
Now I have a Lomo!
He also got a Colorsplash flash to use with it. He's an ace, that one.
Except I've taken far too many pictures today and am just wasting precious film and batteries at this point, in addition to abusing the goodwill of everyone around me. (Hold still! Wait, don't move yet; I fucked up! Yeah, that flash is pretty bright. Sorry.) So I'm going to put the cameras away and make beef stew to go with the bread my roommate Wain baked this afternoon.
Our exceptionally unfriendly mailman brought a small, curious package today.
No wonder my present from Eric was late this year; it came from Russia.
Now I have a Lomo!
He also got a Colorsplash flash to use with it. He's an ace, that one.
Except I've taken far too many pictures today and am just wasting precious film and batteries at this point, in addition to abusing the goodwill of everyone around me. (Hold still! Wait, don't move yet; I fucked up! Yeah, that flash is pretty bright. Sorry.) So I'm going to put the cameras away and make beef stew to go with the bread my roommate Wain baked this afternoon.
12.26.2003
This Christmas Day, blessings were said; candles were lit; and peace, mystery, and the imperfect but wondrous nature of mankind was meditated upon.
But not by me.
I did eat a shitload of roast beef, take a nap, hang out with my family, and go to both IHOP and Denny's. Eric and I also watched the Yule log on tv for a little longer than I felt comfortable with. It was a good, quick, funny holiday.
Of course, all the presents and lights and Scrabble playing in the world don't begin to touch the warm glow I always get when I drive past the Plano city limits at 85 mph.
But not by me.
I did eat a shitload of roast beef, take a nap, hang out with my family, and go to both IHOP and Denny's. Eric and I also watched the Yule log on tv for a little longer than I felt comfortable with. It was a good, quick, funny holiday.
Of course, all the presents and lights and Scrabble playing in the world don't begin to touch the warm glow I always get when I drive past the Plano city limits at 85 mph.
I have a digital camera.
12.23.2003
Updates
The artichoke dip was well received. I kept the taquitos for myself.
That taquitos link from yesterday takes you to a site that features reviews of 92 different kinds of salt and vinegar chips. I've only sampled about five. My own dispassionate review: Boulder vinegar chips are the best. Lay's are the worst. The Pringles brand chips taste confusing. The other two are just fine.
I solicited Eric for ideas on what to write about. He suggested I convert this into a blog about our cat, Stinky. The Stinky Blog. My response, though carefully worded, caused him to stamp his foot and retreat into the loving arms of his PlayStation 2.
Loller derby
I have the next 12 days off. The two Christmas-related days will be spent in Plano, Texas. The rest are wide open, but I suspect they will involve drinking, sleeping, reading, picture taking, and possibly a nature walk. Five years of working for the state government have concentrated my time-wasting skills into a laser point, the kind they use to carve you a cornea flap. I'm looking forward to using these skills for something more engaging than hastening the arrival of quitting time each day.
Well, I'll be!
Huh. The blog's spell check doesn't recognize the word "blog."
The artichoke dip was well received. I kept the taquitos for myself.
That taquitos link from yesterday takes you to a site that features reviews of 92 different kinds of salt and vinegar chips. I've only sampled about five. My own dispassionate review: Boulder vinegar chips are the best. Lay's are the worst. The Pringles brand chips taste confusing. The other two are just fine.
I solicited Eric for ideas on what to write about. He suggested I convert this into a blog about our cat, Stinky. The Stinky Blog. My response, though carefully worded, caused him to stamp his foot and retreat into the loving arms of his PlayStation 2.
Loller derby
I have the next 12 days off. The two Christmas-related days will be spent in Plano, Texas. The rest are wide open, but I suspect they will involve drinking, sleeping, reading, picture taking, and possibly a nature walk. Five years of working for the state government have concentrated my time-wasting skills into a laser point, the kind they use to carve you a cornea flap. I'm looking forward to using these skills for something more engaging than hastening the arrival of quitting time each day.
Well, I'll be!
Huh. The blog's spell check doesn't recognize the word "blog."
12.22.2003
Prioritizing
I don't know HTML. I'm not going to learn it tonight. Instead I'm going to make artichoke dip for a Christmas potluck tomorrow. The secret ingredient is half a jar of mayonnaise, but I don't like to tell people that because then they don't want to eat it.
I might bring a big box of frozen taquitos too.
I don't know HTML. I'm not going to learn it tonight. Instead I'm going to make artichoke dip for a Christmas potluck tomorrow. The secret ingredient is half a jar of mayonnaise, but I don't like to tell people that because then they don't want to eat it.
I might bring a big box of frozen taquitos too.
12.21.2003
