The only reason I opened this junk mail is that it appears to be actual human communication via the US Mail. Alas, no.
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The climate deniers will continue denying until all commercial images of Santa look like this. Chicago may not be known for the abundance of sunshine it receives, but the region is nonetheless about to set a record for sunshine that’s more than 70 years old. Chicago’s longest stretch of above-normal sunshine chronicled in records dating back to 1893 could fall Nov. 30. via New sunshine record for Chicago could be set this month – chicagotribune.com
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Late last night, I was on my way home after choir practice, picking my way along in a driving rainstorm. On impulse I stopped at the Burger King on the way for a bite, and pulled into a spot (conveniently under a streetlight) to eat. I had the radio going, the lights were probably still on, and I had forgotten that the battery had been giving signs of trouble lately. Sure enough, when I went to start up, the starter motor just made that clacky EH-EH-EH noise. Great – how cliche: woman alone with a dead battery in a terrible…
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We both have transponders, and the original one used to make a cheerful BEEP! as we passed through the old-style I-PASS tollbooths. A few years ago, while Blago was still governor, Illinois started installing high speed scan lanes, and phased out the old transponders as they were no longer being made. I admit, we used to say BEEP back to the transponder. We also meow at each other like a certain pair of actors in an obscure science fiction show, but that’s another post. When the time comes to replace either transponder (one in each of our two cars) we’ll…
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New category: quick news updates on my lunch breaks. This caught my eye earlier, and I think you should know I’m very disappointed. Disapointed! That there might not be a nice, juicy floor fight. Although former Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney has the GOP nomination for president sewn up, a number of Colorado delegates to the RNC in Tampa plan to abstain rather than cast a vote for him in the official roll call Tuesday. Six delegates who back Rep. Ron Paul of Texas — along with two who had pledged support to former U.S. Sen. Rick Santorum of Pennsylvania before…
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It’s a nice day today. David’s off today so he left to do a long bike ride with our friend Steve. It’s pretty steady today — calls coming in, stuff to do. Working from home is pretty awesome, and a lot less stressful. My morning commute involves cat activity and blackberry jam now… this morning I got up late, wandered into my office in my “Bear Loves Moose” nightshirt, and booted up. Ready to take a call… Hah, no. I’m in the habit of dressing, brushing teeth, brushing hair, and putting on my orthotic sneakers, because I’ve found that running…
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The technical installation has finally concluded, and I now have data and phone in my office (but nothing to connect with, that’s later). The guys who delivered and assembled my desk got here at a little before 10am and they went a little over their time estimate as to how long it would take to assemble desk and chair, but they were done by a little after noon. After the desk guys left, Riley did a tour of inspection. He’ll be quite baffled by the pet gate that I’ll put at the top of the stairway, but at least I’ll…
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If you’re not aware of how awesome Carl Kasell is as the official “Wait! Wait! Don’t Tell Me!” scorekeeper, you’re completely missing the point of this post and there’s very little hope for you. However, there’s still time to catch up if you get to work immediately listening to old episodes in the archives. Or check out their excellent blog, which seems to be mostly about food. My brother-in-law Mitch pulled off an incredible coup recently; some time ago he wrote to our local public radio station (the mighty, mighty, WBEZ) and simply asked if he could get a “Carl…
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Yes, yes, Ginny Who? here. It’s been a busy and eventful few months since our vacation in Hawaii… whoa, really. There’s a lot going on in the family (can’t blog about that) and there’s a lot going on at Holy Moly (hey, Faddah Manny is our vicar now!). My husband David had a little contretemps with a local streetlamp the other day while riding his bike, and now sports a nifty scrape on one of his legs. He pointed the lamppost out tonight on our way back from dinner with his brother Dan and said “That’s the lamppost. I’m plotting…