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Cats and Fats
I. Cats I believe Dave at Blogography sent this out on Twitter: An Engineer’s Guide to Cats II. Fats I got a call from the clinical trial nurse. My triglycerides are 250. I must contact my primary physician, she said. Why? I thought. Aren’t I always 250? 250 sounds right. Quit snooping around in my…
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What Your CD Choices Say About You
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PARTY! Party of Two in the Household.
I’ve learned to love on-line shared experiences. Loved the Olympic Hockey game on Twitter. [Ellen from the future, 2025: I cannot find Tyler Stewart’s video with his reaction to the win. Rats.] And I followed the GFY women‘s live blog of the Boob Parade, and we all got together to watch the TsunamiNon wash over…
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TiVo Limbo
Due to some strange prioritizations and poor time management today, I am currently deep into Tivo time. And, the longer Gary stays in the bathroom, the deeper I get. In my time-space continuum, it is 11:30 Central time and Push* has just won best screen play and supporting actress. I have another hour or more…
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Lent
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Soon There Will Be A Dog Birthday Month Too
Though it is Gary’s Birthday Month, I have a fever, and fever tops Birthday Month, unless it extends to a weekend, in which case only open wounds top Birthday Month. This explains why Gary brought home pre-cooked three-cheese pasta from the grocery. He let me eat it in bed, but I couldn’t eat all of…
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FEVAH!
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Where Are They Now and other bullets
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Well Played Sir, Well Played
I dialed up Gary this evening at work, because my work mates all have mushy conversations with their spouses, and they all know I eavesdrop. (If it’s a private conversation, go somewhere private, otherwise I won’t play that game where I pretend to be temporarily deaf.) So they deserve some payback. “Hi Sweetie.” “Hi. Ellen.”…
