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June 17, 2004

I'm Not Really Here

Last I left off, I was chatting away with Kat Friday evening and we were busy dissecting her soon-to-be, brand-spanking-new home for her blog. I tried to do what I could though I knew I was way out of my league attempting it since she was using WordPress. A quick note to Oz @ GDay Mate seemed to be the only solution since he's been using WordPress also. From the looks of it, Kat did just fine with her new home. In the meantime...

The next day I took off for greener pastures and planned to return early in the week -- but I didn't. Something about being out of the city during hot and humid days had me tied to a lawn chair. It may have had something to do with that tooth I cracked when I fell the other day, but I'll never tell. Did I mention the black eye? Oh not mine. A neighbor was chopping wood and ... oh nevermind.

So I didn't take the laptop with me and quite frankly, I didn't miss it. However, being away from a computer for five days means being unable to delete the daily spam. Well! 1200 pieces of spam later and I'm about ready to get rid of email for the rest of my life. Here's my cell phone number - just call me instead. The festival of spam I returned to was not to be believed. Regardless of the patience required to go through each piece so I didn't delete REAL mail, this exercise in junk removal is time-consuming and a real pain in the ass. Did I mention 1200 pieces?

I found one piece of real email alerting me to the fact that the kids haven't been behaving lately. (I use the word "kids" simply because though I know we're all adults, you acquire the title of "kid" when you act your shoe size and not your age.) We all have opinions, we're all entitled to voice those opinions whether we like what we read or not. As with anything else, if you disagree with what someone else writes, go right ahead, voice your opinion, but hey -- be polite about it. It won't kill you. I ask only one thing: be nice. Life is way too short, and though I'm not jumping into the middle of anyone's issues with anyone else, there's a way to get your point across without being a jackass. Today's advice: don't be a jackass.

Other than that, I just remembered I took some pictures while at the dentist's office (I wasn't really there) and zoomed into the mouths of unsuspecting patients (no, I didn't.) Seriously, I forget exactly what I did except this morning, when I volunteered to play a distant relative of Paul Bunyan and yanked a dead fig tree out of the ground... in 90 degree temperatures with high humidity. It's still humid now and I'm a bit loopy from all the heat and strenuous activity. My friend Ken phoned from Oregon and told me the story about waking up to find a mouse in his shorts (no joke) and I just about lost it. Hmm... maybe I did lose it. I do hope I'll be better tomorrow. :-)

Cindy

Comments

Brain matter deposited by: sdy on June 18, 2004 3:02 AM

Brain matter deposited by: Kat on June 19, 2004 12:03 PM

Brain matter deposited by: Da Goddess on June 20, 2004 5:31 AM

Brain matter deposited by: Ozguru on June 21, 2004 11:27 PM