I have already been up and out this beautiful morning - I had to meet a Booster Club buddy at Penny’s to buy flatware for the player’s apartments. Penny’s had a sale on, and we got 9 sets of decent flatware for 19.99 a set. People were looking at us kind of funny as we staggered to the checkout with 9 boxes of flatware. Oh well.
One of our players had shoulder surgery yesterday, and he is staying with my friend. She wants him to stay for at least a couple of days, but he’s been insisting he needs to go back to his apartment today. I hope she can convince him to stay; there isn’t anyone left in his building if something should happen and he really needs to give that shoulder rest. He says he “doesn’t want to wear out his welcome”. As if! We’d tie him down if that would work to get that shoulder healed - he’s not only a really nice kid, he’s one of our top scorers and we need him in good form for next season. It was painful watching him this season toward the end - sometimes he’d skate to the bench, sit down and the trainer would come up behind him to pop his shoulder back in place. Then he’d go out and skate another shift.
I need to get Mr. SCL cracking on putting up some pictures. If he doesn’t do it, I will, and that idea gives him cold chills. I don’t know why, I’ve never cracked a wall!
Hello, all. A busy day here, doing homework that is not going well. I feel like I’m back in Trigonometry–frustrated and stupid. Not a nice feeling, when there is no chocolate nearby…
I DON’T GET HOW TO DO WEBSITES! SO WHAT? I’LL HIRE PEOPLE TO DO THIS FOR ME! Gah.
Many Happy Returns of the Day, Haze!!!
The carpet guys are here. #1 son’s room is almost complete-except for the storm window I broke while trying to clean it…who knew it was just leaning there? I sprayed it with Windex and it fell away and shattered. Bummer.
I am home today because my head literally feels like it’s going to split in half. I tried sleeping it off, I took some Motrin, so far nothing is making it better. I may try and lie down again in awhile.
The sun is out and it does look lovely outside. It’s not really warm, but it’s not freezing either.
Not much to say, I guess. Maybe I’ll try to pop in later.
I did laundry this morning. I need to do more tomorrow. It’s time to wash the comforter and blankets, so that will take a while.
It’s a lovely spring day today. It was a little chilly this morning, but it’s warming up. Roses are everywhere again. I think I’ll go to the Rose Garden today.
Hey, all! Happy Hump Day and Haze Day!! I is sooooo busy today so far. Glad y’all like the map. Remember it is set for events in the last ten days. You can customize it for longer or shorter duration and also for events you wish to see. boofae…WOW!! savannah, orchids are lovely. Appropriate responses to all else. Loves ya!
For decades, Western Electric perpetuated the myth that they built telephones at their Hawthorne Works, near Chicago. This plant was huge, covering just over 200 acres and several city blocks.
It had to be huge to contain all of the trees and hide them from the public. Secrecy was paramount - if people knew that telephones grew on trees, Ma Bell’s monopoly on phones would come to an end and the nation’s telephone service would suffer as people attempted to grow phones in their yards, not knowing that their trees would never be pollinated by the proper species of insects, which were indigenous to northern Illinois, leading to phones that grew with permanently kinked cords, or never ripening and developing a ten-hole dial.
Even to this day, it’s not possible to grow a full-size tree, but some people have had modest success at cultivating shrubs which produce answering machines and beautiful ornamental flowers.
Happy Hazeday!!!
Sorry I’m late to the party, but I did make it. rosie, I think you should send all of us your phone number so we can all check up on you and chat and cheer you up and stuff like that. I mean you’ll just be lying around like a bum. It’s not like you’ll want to be drugged or sleeping or anything…
Not much else to share. I’m sick of the constant barrage about the shootings at VT. Yes, it’s tragic and sad and all that, but do the news outlets really have to interview the shooter’s neighbor’s podiatrist’s second cousin?? There’s such a thing as overload, and it was reached and exceeded some time ago already. Can’t we just ease up till the investigation is concluded and there’s something new to report? Even at work, they’re wanting us to dress in VT colors. I’m sorry - that’s just too much. I refuse to indulge in power mourning. [/grouch]
Load of clothes in the washer. I’ll have to drag the ironing board out tonight - I get to go to DC for a meeting tomorrow. ALL DAY tomorrow. Which means I’ll likely get stuck in that nasty beltway traffic, since we’ll actually be in Reston. I’m going to throw some grubbies in my car in case we run really late. If I have to, I’ll go straight from work to get some dinner, then head to class. It’s gonna be a long day.
Oh yeah, **tarra ** - the Upper Marlborough Days committee people finally cashed my check, so I guess I’m officially gonna be doing that craft show. Hope you’ll be able to come by. In fact, I’d love to see anyone else who wants to say hi, since I’ll be there alone. My sweetie has a terrible head for dates and he scheduled our boat haul-out for that weekend. So while I’m peddling my wares, he’ll be waxing the boat. Which further means that I probably won’t be taking my wheel since it’s just too heavy for me to get in and out of the van myself. So I’ll be demonstrating hand-building. Not nearly as exciting as throwing. Oh well.
That’s all I’ve got at the moment. Just don’t get all panicky if I don’t pop in tomorrow - stoopit meeting, you know. * <sigh>*
I’m pretty damned sick of it too. Let the kids who are hurting mourn and leave them the hell off of the TV interviews. Nobody needs to see people unsuccessfully trying to make it through an interview without sobbing. Geraldo, we don’t need you turning the knife in these kids’ hearts by continuing to pester them about their opinions on what happened. We know what happened. It was bad. It’s horrible that it had to happen. The shooter was pretty messed up in the head. Now let the counselors do their job without interference from the media so that these kids can move on from this.
Not my picture, I hasten to assure! But that’s one of the varieties in Mill Hill Park. Calypso or Fairy Slipper orchids. They grow low to the ground.
Oh, dear–I put laundry on and forgot to put it in the dryer. I did pay my bills, though, so now I’m officially poor again.
What’s the name of the website where you put in the music you like and it suggests music you might also like? Or the one where you put in one artist and it shows related/influential artists? Hey, this started out with stupid questions, right?
“I know this might be a bad time, but how did you feeling an hour ago when you found your husband’s head, Mrs. Smith?”
I’m glad the coverage isn’t as constant in Canada. Well, that and I don’t watch tv.
The kitchen and bathroom are both clean, and I’ve made a t-shirt and recycled one of Mr. Lissar’s old t-shirts into a tank top. I think they both look cute. I’m having fun playing with fabric right now.
The Korean/Korean American student community is more than slightly alarmed at the moment, with emails being sent out advising us to “lay low” and “avoid meeting in large groups in public areas.” Most of them are just being paranoid, but the way the media keeps highlighting the fact that the shooter was “Korean-born” annoys me. He grew up most of his life in the US. What does the fact that he was born in Korea have anything to do with this?
Ack. I don’t believe for a minute that there’s going to be any kind of violence against the Korean students here, but the veiled assumptions that are being made are more than slightly disturbing.
I like your story about the telephone trees, gotpasswords.
I’m also on media overload so am treading lightly with the news right now (very unlike me, btw; but with shootings like at VT, there’s only so much I can take).
FCM, I’ma try to make it to Upper Marlboro, but I can’t promise to be there. I would dearly love to see your works in person, and to meet you too!! I’m going to start working on transportation now (Upper Marlboro is also our county seat, but kinda inaccessible via public transit).
Another day. I took Maggie to the dogpark again, there were a pair of Schnauzers yipping like mad. On a lighter news note, there is a new reality show that we MMpers would rule at: Nightclub Confessions. I got chicken in the oven, and beer in the fridge. It’s hockey night!
This has been a disturbing day for me, to say the least. Maybe I’ll post more about it when it’s all clear. For now, it’s being topped with the Screaming Neighbor being loaded into a black & white, after she threatened to kill one of the neighbors. They are collecting a rather…impressive amount of drugs from her house. There are three police cars here so far. (Actually, they always send at least two cars to deal with her.) The capper to a perfect day.
Jahdra, post when things have calmed down and give us the details!
All the pictures are properly hung and look very nice. All the stuff for the yard sale is gathered and most of it is priced.
Advantage (flea treatment) for cats has gone up to $75 for six doses at my vet’s office. I almost had a heart attack. I have to get some tomorrow, so that is going to push back my trip to the doctor for another couple of weeks. I hope the job I applied for Monday comes through.
FCM, I wish I lived up your way; I would come to your show and help unload and reload the wheel for you.
I’m overloaded on the VT stuff, too. It’s so sad and there’s so much second-guessing and fingerpointing going on. Makes me glad I don’t watch TV.
I’ll probably be back later. Need to go get a bath, after I finish my surfing of da Dope.
Seems like the past few days haven’t been the best ever and not just because of the VT shooting. Sorry you had such a disturbing day, Jahdra. Hugs all around.
Hank, Robert Siegel did an excellent (brief) commentary called Weighing Cho’s Heritage and Identity on *All Things Considered *today. He talked about the types of headlines that appeared in the media around the world and how they didn’t actually get the U.S.
But yeah, I think toning down the news until people have had some time to grieve and something is actually known would be a good idea.
Loved the phone tree story, gotti.
Book group was tonight. We had fun. (We always have fun.) There was pie.
I think I’m finally winding down. Maybe I’ll fall asleep or something.
The short story is that today I cried in Target and went to Santa Cruz. The long story, stretching back 15 years, involves drugs, guns, violence, a probation officer, cigarettes, card games, my deep-seated loathing for the name “Jeremy,” the Lingerie Wars, eucalyptus, the beach, unrequited love, and Jim Morrison. When I can put it all together in a more coherent fashion, I’ll post some of it.
I got chicken in the oven, and beer in the fridge. It’s hockey night!