Monday, October 17, 2005
South Side Represent
The Indy contingent extends congrats to Jojo. We'll be throwing in our support in the Fall Classic, too.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Okay, How About This?
Okay, how about this?
P suggests, and I concurr, just sell the houses and 7 acres, Keep the 4 to 5 acres starting at Loving Road. Later, you guys could build a cabin, pitch a tent, dig a well, put in a septic system, camp out on it. Unless I sell it to buy a fur coat or a diamond tiara, that is.
P suggests, and I concurr, just sell the houses and 7 acres, Keep the 4 to 5 acres starting at Loving Road. Later, you guys could build a cabin, pitch a tent, dig a well, put in a septic system, camp out on it. Unless I sell it to buy a fur coat or a diamond tiara, that is.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
koALA Reassures the EvaDewer, and Potpourri
I've never thought of myself as the member of the tribe to be most needful of mollycoddling, (see KOF), but apparently I've sold myself short. I received a call from koALa and Pert this morning, ultimately geared towards giving me an opportunity to vent any misgivings I may have with respect the pending purge of worldly goods and land that make up The Compound. So I did.
While I've never made a secret of my affinity for the family farm, I recognize that it is the people that reside in and around the abode that make it what it is. I know that, even if I had the means to offer fair market for the land, it wouldn't make any sense, as it stops being what it is to me when the occupants abandon it -er- move. I'm aware of at least some of the many benefits that come with the move, and support it. Emotionally, I'm probably reluctant because I don't want things to change, as if keeping things the status quo would prevent other things from progressing. Obviously, on a conscious level, that level of ostrich syndrome would be pointless, and in fact potentially harmful. So sell the shit and move already. Don't forget that herb, though.
Once talked off of *that* ledge, koALa got the opportunity to assure me that the shoulder injury I suffered during tennis yesterday is not likely to be a torn rotator cuff, as was my fear. Though I won't know for sure until one of the local docs performs the appropriate tests, I am mostly convinced that the problem will neither be with me that long, nor require surgery. So there's that.
On a more positive note, I picked up a couple of tickets for the Braves' second playoff game (this Thursday) for me and Pert. We'll be there to see their annual collapse firsthand. I don't know if any of you have been to a park for a playoff game, but there's a really cool vibe that comes with it, at least in my limited experience. I think it has something to do with the bunting (the decoration, not the batting choice).
While I've never made a secret of my affinity for the family farm, I recognize that it is the people that reside in and around the abode that make it what it is. I know that, even if I had the means to offer fair market for the land, it wouldn't make any sense, as it stops being what it is to me when the occupants abandon it -er- move. I'm aware of at least some of the many benefits that come with the move, and support it. Emotionally, I'm probably reluctant because I don't want things to change, as if keeping things the status quo would prevent other things from progressing. Obviously, on a conscious level, that level of ostrich syndrome would be pointless, and in fact potentially harmful. So sell the shit and move already. Don't forget that herb, though.
Once talked off of *that* ledge, koALa got the opportunity to assure me that the shoulder injury I suffered during tennis yesterday is not likely to be a torn rotator cuff, as was my fear. Though I won't know for sure until one of the local docs performs the appropriate tests, I am mostly convinced that the problem will neither be with me that long, nor require surgery. So there's that.
On a more positive note, I picked up a couple of tickets for the Braves' second playoff game (this Thursday) for me and Pert. We'll be there to see their annual collapse firsthand. I don't know if any of you have been to a park for a playoff game, but there's a really cool vibe that comes with it, at least in my limited experience. I think it has something to do with the bunting (the decoration, not the batting choice).
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Well, Doesn't This Just Bite!
The Taurus, after a new fuel filter, new tank of gas, oilchange & filter, still shows check engine light. Computer at repair shop says #1 cylinder missfiring and will do new plugs & wires for $300.00 which may fix it. Doesn't feel like plugs to me or pa though. All things considered,(mainly,I must have a car I can rely on) we decided to price new cars. What is available, that we can afford, is a Focus wagon for 12000.00 plus our car. And I SAVE the three hundred. I'd wanted to get a Prius, but initial cost, even with Agatha's help, precludes that decision. We get the car tomorrow. I had hoped to drive the Taurus till I died, but, well, I guess I'm glad I didn't.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Sunday, September 04, 2005
The misplaced priorities of the presidential administration
I know it's just exhausting to go on providing more evidence of the obvious. We are five years into this debacle and their are still huge numbers of people who "just don't get it."
But I had to share this anyway.
But I had to share this anyway.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Black people loot. White people find
One man's ceiling...
The above link is time sensitive, but just look for the headline from above somewhere on the page. Or just jump to the chick pix, if you prefer.
I think we're in a world of shit, and we're just starting to get a taste. Or this will all blow over, and we'll forget about it. Except that we'll be paying $4.59 a gallon for gas, and not remember why. (Look at that: I've hijacked my own thread with an economic/political non-seq. Go me.)
The above link is time sensitive, but just look for the headline from above somewhere on the page. Or just jump to the chick pix, if you prefer.
I think we're in a world of shit, and we're just starting to get a taste. Or this will all blow over, and we'll forget about it. Except that we'll be paying $4.59 a gallon for gas, and not remember why. (Look at that: I've hijacked my own thread with an economic/political non-seq. Go me.)
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