Wednesday, October 31, 2007

The "10-Second Rule"

I think the 10-second rule should be extended to 15 seconds for a piece of fruit. Surely something in fruit is so healthy as to counteract any dirt on the ground.

And definitely it should be 30 seconds for chocolate. Very few things can keep chocolate from being good for you.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

I like...

popcorn and Counting Crows, especially on a rainy day when I'm reviewing lots and lots of documents.


Tuesday, October 23, 2007

The long 'waited pics

Here they are. Sorry, but some you'll have to rotate on your own. =) Obviously, not all of these are from the beach, but I think you'll enjoy them just the same. And yes, she's getting cuter every day (and very polite - her "Thank you" is almost flawless!).

Daily Pic - 10-23-07


Monday, October 22, 2007

Wanna trade Lunchables??

Today I feel like an 8-year-old. My lunch consisted of: pizza, applesauce, and pop-tarts. The only thing that's changed is I'm drinking coffee....

[and yes, impatient little sister, I will post pictures. Soon....Maybe...]

Monday, October 15, 2007

Shirts vs Skins

JC in KC asked for a report on the (used-to-be) red hot Redskins.

1) This request coming from KC where LJ couldn't spell first down before this week. Nonetheless...

2) I'm impressed with Jason Campbell, and I think he will lead this team for a number of years.

3) Defense seems to have stepped up back to their 2005 form. Solid.

4) Turnovers killed us this week - end score could have been a lot worse (Crosby hit the upright from ~30 yards? Yikes!)

5) Playcalling is still questionable - who's really making the calls? Gibbs (Mr. I'm-stuck-in-1992) ? Or Saunders (Mr. I paired down my playbook from 750 pages to 50 manageble pages - oh, and I'm a genius, too). Local sports radio junkies are wondering why they signal to Campbell from the sidelines instead of using the radio direct from Saunders. Hmmmm....

6) 3-2 isn't bad for a team that was 5-11 last year. But we still have to play the Cowboys twice, and at New England.

I predict the Skins will go 6-5 the rest of the season, for a 9-7 record. Should be enough to get into the playoffs, with a first round victory over Carolina, and a second-round loss to Green Bay (just for Mike's sake, I think Green Bay makes the Super Bowl and gets bowled-over by New England, 38-17).

Big Shout

My car battery died on Tuesday. (sounds of sympathy from the peanut gallery)

No big deal, thought Mr. Self-Sufficient. I'll save a few bucks, buy the battery from Costco, and replace it myself. Besides, my faithful dad had given me clear and helpful instructions to protect me from zapping myself.

Negative wires - off. Yes, half-way there!

Positive wires - twist, turn, yank, pull, douse with WD-40, cover with Dr. Pepper, lather in Baking Soda, twist, pull, hammer, mangle the head of the bolt, mumble curses under my breath, give up.

Not to be deterred from victory, I come back the next night to try again. Another hour later, I'm still in the same spot. Although this time, I was so desperate that I cut the sheathing off the contacts, in hopes that it would help.

Then comes Saturday - we have friends from TN in town, and I ask the guy to help me out. We twist, turn, yank, pull. He has a dislocated shoulder, but that doesn't stop him from putting his might into it. Lo and behold, his dueling channel locks manage to yank the wires and the entire terminal out of the old battery. Meaning: the battery is free, but we still have to get the bolt out of the terminal.

Solution - sheer destruction. Hammer and flat-head screwdriver - chip away at the metal which has melted together and prevents any loosening of the bolt. Humans: 1, Vehicle: 0 !!

In goes new battery, crank 'er up, and better than new. Lesson learned? Let Auto Zone replace your battery for free.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Fast Food

Heard on the radio - when asked if he ever stopped at McDonald's or other fast-food, and what his thoughts were about it, Wolfgang Puck replied: "I'm never that hungry."

Unfortunately, some of us don't have the time (or patience) to be so discriminating in our choice of meals.