I just went through the house turning off unused lights.
Go ahead – ask me if money grows on trees!
grep my life
Things that I find entertaining
I just went through the house turning off unused lights.
Go ahead – ask me if money grows on trees!
Wand re-orchestration is complete. The conductor score PDF is designed to be printed on legal-sized paper, but auto-resizes as needed. It was going to legal paper, but the tray was marked as letter. Or, as I now call it, barely legal.
You can’t fix stupid, but you can bill for it.
Obviously, the context is IT consulting, not politics. But now that I think about it… How much did Cruz make, and how much did it cost America?
while not technically a pain in the ass, it’s at least a pain in your hand.
Hey how did I end up with the aerosol version? Oh, well.
A bad thing to say to someone who just finished radiation treatment for cancer:
Well done!
And the worse, “full nadir” thing to say?
We knew you had it in you!
Is “Dexter” being put out of my misery? Or am I being put out of “Dexter’s” misery?
There is a reason why for the past (n) weeks I’ve watched Dexter before “Breaking Bad”.
That reason? So that I would NOT waste energy screaming at the TV about how awful Dexter had become.
The ONLY saving grace in my life is eleven years old. Scott Buck, as a viewer of the show for 7 seasons, I deserve to watch some pain, some contrition. Instead, all I’ve seen has been safe, stable continuation of unbelievable premises. For shame!
At least Water White is going to stand up for what he is, and what he’s done. He’s a horrible human, but he is going to fight for his right to be human….
Not some lame caricature that resurrects himself with no connection to his past. Shame on you, Scott Buck. Had you cut that last lumberjack-off minute, you would have had a decent show. Shame on you.
And, yes. I expect the phrase “lumber-jackoff” to stick, and to apply to you for the rest of your career. You’re welcome.
G said two things:
My fear is that when she learns that I don’t bake during the heat of summer, she’ll try to get me to move further north. That’s NOT going to happen…
… But I know too many friends who are currently suffering. Sure, suffering is the human condition, but there should be reasonable limits, right?
Also, “Axiomatic Epiphany” would be a great name for a band.
After an impromptu sleepover, we took G and a friend to Schlitterbahn. Between a lack of sleep, sheer distance, the energy of youth, thunderstorms, exuberantly potent displays of reliability, wrecks on the other side of the highway, stoplights under repair, road construction, long family conversations, t-mobile incompetence, and toll-road cronyism, it has been a very long, long day.
Important things I have learned today:
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