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:: Monday, June 30, 2003 ::
Andrew is becoming quite the independent cuss these days. This morning he insisted on walking down the stairs all by himself. It's fascinating and terrifying all at the same time. Watching him grow into his own person is astounding. I never tire of it. (OK, sometimes he wears me down to a nub ...)
This is Betsy's last week at the Business Journal. They are going to regret not hiring her, especially in light of the person they DID hire. He apparently has a degree in Philosophy; I dubbed him "Socrates," which seems to have caught on in the newsroom. I half expect a frantic phone call from His Dirkness (the boss) next Monday morning when Socrates decides not to show up. I'm sure there will be a good reason, steeped in philosophical babble. Saving that, I give him three months. Cynical old cuss, I am. It won't be long before Betsy finds something else, of that I'm sure. Things happen for a reason, though that reason isn't always readily apparent. Ever have the feeling something is staring you in the face, and all you can see is an outline? What's that saying about not seeing the forest for the trees? :-)
Annoying bits ----
Our e-mail is changing. Our provider was purchased by Comcast. New e-mail is kipperdoodle@comcast.net
People that just don't get it. Rather like a mosquito you can hear buzzing in your ear, but can't quite manage to smack. Damn thing just won't go away ....
SPAM. The electronic AND the kind made by Hormel. (No, I didn't describe it as "edible.")
News reports/editorials about WMD. Knock it off, already.
Neighbors that stare at you every time you walk by.
Oven mitt commercials.
Cranky retail clerks.
Mosquitoes.
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:: Wednesday, June 25, 2003 ::
Being the nosy person that I am, combined with the fact that I actually have ears, I frequently overhear bits of conversations that are really none of my business. That doesn't keep me from listening, however. :-) Tidbits overheard recently...
"...I don't know what's wrong with my ankles, look, they're all swollen...." TMI.
"...OK, I'm headed back, I'll ping you later and we can touch base." What the hell??
"...and we can leverage assets from the telco group to build synergy..." Barf.
"...my husband is such an asshole." Nice, real nice. Does hubby know that?
In regard to a proposed headline for a column in the Business Journal. Betsy wrote the original headline, which read something like: "New housing options for us airplane geeks." Her boss' rational for rejecting the headline:
"...I didn't feel like I was asking geeks to stick together. I felt like I was pointing at someone and saying, 'You're a geek." Can we say humor deficient? )My apologies to Betsy for mangling her original headline, but you get the point.)
"...They got you working today? HA HA HA HA ...." HA HA HA HA. Christ. Hackneyed doesn't come close.
Have any of these you want to share? E-mail me!
:: PokemonGuy101 10:45 AM [+] ::
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:: Monday, June 16, 2003 ::
Betsy took me to brunch at Copeland's yesterday for Father's day; it was absolutely marvelous! Betsy had a cajun omlette, I had their superb version of Eggs Benedict and steak. It always seems decadent to eat steak for breakfast. After that we went and sat by the river at a spot we went on one of our first dates. It was very romantic. :-) They also gave me the new Steely Dan CD - YOU MUST RUN OUT AND BUY IT! RIGHT NOW! It's amazingly good. They also gave me a CD of songs used in TV commercials, which is also extremely good. It's fun to try and figure out which products they were used to hype.
After our sojourn, we stopped and picked up a wading pool for Andrew, who was extremely excited to give it a try, though the water was somewhere between freezing and sub-zero. Kids are amazing little critters, nothing fazes them. We pomised him a swim when he gets home from school today. The water should be a bit warmer, and his dad won't be abject to joining him.
OK, more obscure stuff.
83. I rarely read horoscopes, and don't put much stock in them. Many years ago, I read one that warned me to beware of fire. That evening, we had a fire in my boat. The running lights had shorted; I carried the horoscope in my pocket for years afterward.
84. The only bone in my body I've ever broken is my tailbone - Juming off a swing.
85. I'm left handed, but I golf right handed. Must have a wire crossed in there somewhere. More than one, actually ...
86. I'm colorblind.
87. I'm terrified of heights, but I love to fly.
:: PokemonGuy101 3:58 PM [+] ::
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:: Friday, June 06, 2003 ::
OK, OK, it's been forever since I've posted. I don't hear many people clamoring. :-)
My Mother had an accident (she fell in the bathrooom) a couple days ago, and is in the hospital in Rochester, MN. Hopefully she'll be out soon, and mend quickly. Thanks to all of you that have sent wishes of well. :-)
:: PokemonGuy101 1:28 PM [+] ::
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