I hear you can knit those… 
Mork, if you have time could you put up a screenshot of the task bar? I realize it’s rather picky of me, but Himself makes Hackintoshes featuring that mothereffin’ OSX docking station and I hate that friggin’ thing more than I have profanity to express–seriously, it could be a dealbreaker requiring me to stay out of 7 until Himself figures out a hack to get the old task bar back. I use ALL my screen, and it just pisses me off no end to have the huge goddamned jack-in-the-box PNGs blorping up and getting in my way because I GOT TOO CLOSE OHNOEZ! Grr. Who thinks that’s a good idea, anyway? Oh yeah, Mac users… :rolleyes: snerk
Himself has some performance versions of Vista that are actually quite petite, but there are some fairly useful services that were left out of the mix that need to be reinstalled–like the fax and printer stuff! It’s suitable for making a bootable USB drive, though, which is what he did with it. It’s come in handy for really banjaxed boxes that just don’t want to talk to the world but have too much irreplaceable data on them to simply scrub and start over.
[/geekspeak] Okay, safe to read on! 
Hot damn, that’s a panstload o’free yarn there, DogMom! I inherited a gigantic amount of acyrlic '70s colored yarn from my grandmother, and twenty years after she died I was STILL using that stuff to tie plants to stakes!
Well, it really is the only good use for acrylic yarn…
It’s too bad SpaceDawg died because otherwise I’d be offering soft, warm, somewhat stinky Malemute fur to some enterprising and brave yarn freak. I used to finger-spin that stuff and it had a staple the length of which you wouldn’t believe. Would’ve made some fine scarves, I think. I used to get POUNDS of it off her, twice a year. I miss her–but not the brushing!
Wouldja believe it snowed again last night? Just a smidgen and it’s pretty much melted by now, but still… :dubious:
Himself stayed up much too late trying to finish up building a box that’s supposed to leave in a Mustang sometime today to travel back to TN–he says he’s not done yet but he also won’t get out of bed, so I have no idea if it’s gonna get done… I keep trying to tell him you can NOT make a piece of string longer by cutting a length from one end and tying it to the other, but does he listen? Men.
I hafta go food shopping today or tomorrow and I just donwanna. The wrinkly raisins annoy me and they’ve really taken over my favorite Winco. The only way to defeat them is to get up very early before their Metamucil takes effect, or to go at night while they’re snoozing over “Matlock” reruns. Neither is optimal. Perhaps I need shopping cart mounted laser cannons… Hmmm…