Whoo hoo! I just got a brand-spankin'- new-except-it's-used CD burner and some more RAM installed on this puppy, and nothing has burst into flames! I'm so happy! Now, in my copious spare time, I have to start burning the songs I like from the CDs that are just so-so, and I can sell CDs. I'll get to that real soon. Really.
Dean was rebuilding and upgrading his machine at home, so I bought some of his old stuff off him. Plus, he installed everything. Life is good. I had Wendy here to translate and hold my hand while he took the computer apart and pried bits and pieces of computer gut out, but I remained more or less calm. We did have one freak-out moment when Dean said "Are these screwdriver bits magnetic?" after he'd been using them inside my machine for about 15 minutes. They weren't. Phew.
This was the sort of day when I think we should be able to sue weather forecasters for false advertising. "Windy, around 60 today!" Well, they got the windy part right. They failed to mention the snow, and they needed to divide that temperature in half. I was most disappointed.
I was semi-productive despite the weather -- got the new insurance for the house, moved stuff around and cleaned out my office -- but the place still looks like a tornado hit. Sigh. It didn't help that the cats pinned me to the napping couch for a couple of hours in the afternoon. Bad kitties. Yawn.
Wendy, Dean and I went to Home Depot to get a new ladder (to replace the stolen one), weather stripping and such for my doors, and a couple of cheap bookcases. Getting everything home was a bit of a challenge. Wendy does have a big car, but an eight-foot-ladder is, well, eight feet long. It did fit in the car, but that meant Dean, in the back seat, was hunched to the side and Wendy and I, in the front seat, had the ladder pretty much on our shoulders. It was jammed up against the rear-view mirror, too. Wendy said it was like driving in a small car with skis. I'll take her word for it.
Boy, I'm boring right now, aren't I? I apologize. Tomorrow it's Wet Hot Meatballs at Lotti and John's, so that should be amusing.
Oh, another thing -- Watched Godfather II last night, and while I didn't quite keep up with the movie ('Why is he... How did that... Wait, isn't he supposed to ... Huh?") I did come to one very significant conclusion: Robert DeNiro was hot. I had no idea. I mean, I'd seen Taxi Driver, but never really notice what an amazingly good-looking man DeNiro was in his youth. He ain't that bad now, but in Godfather II? Yowza.
Dean was rebuilding and upgrading his machine at home, so I bought some of his old stuff off him. Plus, he installed everything. Life is good. I had Wendy here to translate and hold my hand while he took the computer apart and pried bits and pieces of computer gut out, but I remained more or less calm. We did have one freak-out moment when Dean said "Are these screwdriver bits magnetic?" after he'd been using them inside my machine for about 15 minutes. They weren't. Phew.
This was the sort of day when I think we should be able to sue weather forecasters for false advertising. "Windy, around 60 today!" Well, they got the windy part right. They failed to mention the snow, and they needed to divide that temperature in half. I was most disappointed.
I was semi-productive despite the weather -- got the new insurance for the house, moved stuff around and cleaned out my office -- but the place still looks like a tornado hit. Sigh. It didn't help that the cats pinned me to the napping couch for a couple of hours in the afternoon. Bad kitties. Yawn.
Wendy, Dean and I went to Home Depot to get a new ladder (to replace the stolen one), weather stripping and such for my doors, and a couple of cheap bookcases. Getting everything home was a bit of a challenge. Wendy does have a big car, but an eight-foot-ladder is, well, eight feet long. It did fit in the car, but that meant Dean, in the back seat, was hunched to the side and Wendy and I, in the front seat, had the ladder pretty much on our shoulders. It was jammed up against the rear-view mirror, too. Wendy said it was like driving in a small car with skis. I'll take her word for it.
Boy, I'm boring right now, aren't I? I apologize. Tomorrow it's Wet Hot Meatballs at Lotti and John's, so that should be amusing.
Oh, another thing -- Watched Godfather II last night, and while I didn't quite keep up with the movie ('Why is he... How did that... Wait, isn't he supposed to ... Huh?") I did come to one very significant conclusion: Robert DeNiro was hot. I had no idea. I mean, I'd seen Taxi Driver, but never really notice what an amazingly good-looking man DeNiro was in his youth. He ain't that bad now, but in Godfather II? Yowza.
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