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14 posts from April 2006
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Friday, April 28, 2006
The first few albums were obsessive favorites
This is where it would be really cool to be able to add audio clips. Can you imagine having a Comet audio stream, where I could put my personal playlist recommendations? I can!
Feature request: it's also where I can see needing the ability to change the date on a post. I'd love to be able to have this one come immediately after my first answer to the qotd.
Feature request: it's also where I can see needing the ability to change the date on a post. I'd love to be able to have this one come immediately after my first answer to the qotd.
Bug?
To the left of my numbered list there's some extra numbers (a 1 and a 2). When I go to edit the post, they aren't there.
I made this list first by just typing the numbers for each line, then I saw that the rich text editor had both bullets and numbers, so I selected it the list and hit the number formating button. It changed my manually entered numbers into the formatted numbers list and looked fine when hit Save.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
The first album I ever bought...
I know every lyric to each one of these songs, even 25+ years later.
- 1. When The Morning Comes
2. Had I Known You Better Then
3. Las Vegas Turnaround
4. She's Gone
5. I'm Just A Kid (Don't Make Me Feel Like A Man) - 6. Abandoned Luncheonette
7. Lady Rain
8. Laughing Boy
9. Everytime I Look At You
Sunday, April 23, 2006
I've always liked this quote.
It matters immensely.
The slightest sound matters,
the most momentary rhythm matters.
You can do as you please,
yet everything matters.
-Wallace Stevens
This batch of limoncello might be extra potent...
I started another batch of my delicious and potent homemade limoncello today from the lemons off the backyard tree. (Those of you lucky folks on my gift list will know that starting a batch of limoncello today means tasty presents in a few months.)
The tree was overloaded so I picked a ton of them last week and left them in a basket on the table outside. The process of peeling the zest off the lemons is the only really sucky part of making limoncello. You can't get any bit of the white part of the peel in the batch or the brew will turn out bitter. So today, instead of working on my presentation for Ad Tech, I decided to peel the lemons (and plant some flowers, and bake cookies, and make homemade lemonade and run to Safeway and the bank and...)
The tree was overloaded so I picked a ton of them last week and left them in a basket on the table outside. The process of peeling the zest off the lemons is the only really sucky part of making limoncello. You can't get any bit of the white part of the peel in the batch or the brew will turn out bitter. So today, instead of working on my presentation for Ad Tech, I decided to peel the lemons (and plant some flowers, and bake cookies, and make homemade lemonade and run to Safeway and the bank and...)
After about the 20th lemon, I pulled out this strange fellow from the basket. It looks to me to be a cross between a trussed Thanksgiving turkey, a Dr. Suess elephant and a yellow squid.
Monday, April 17, 2006
So close and then...
Driving at night on Friday to Yosemite, the road was winding and it was very dark. After 4 hours on the road, we were almost to our hotel, when my lights caught the sight of a huge boulder in the middle of the lane. I gasped, swerved and tried to miss it, but the hunk of granite that had fallen off the hill and into our path just caught the edge of my right front tire and caused an amazing lurch and a very loud sound. My arm still hurts from the impact and holding the wheel so tightly.
We pulled over to the side of the road and saw that the tire had a gaping hole in it and the rock was further off to the side of the road behing us now. We were lucky I didn't hit it straight on or we would have been really banged up.
At first, changing the tire in the middle of the night, we thought were going to escape with just replacing one tire and a sad story of being wet by the side of the road with no one willing to stop to help. We weren't that lucky.
After changing the tire and exchanging folksy road wisdom with a park ranger, more concerned with the rock than with us, we packed things back into the car and drive the 1/16 of a mile to the Lodge. Pulling out we knew there was something still very wrong and it wasn't the spare tire. The wheel sounded like it was a moaning ghost, rattling chains and banging pots in the wheel well. The orange Saturn Vue was not going to see Yosemite.
After calling in the insurance claim, (this will be my third claim since moving to CA -- my insurance is going to cost me even more now!
), we discovered that I might not be seeing Yosemite either. The nearest town to get the car looked it and to get a rental car for the weekend was Merced, over 60 winding miles back towards home.
We all went to bed around midnight and I spent my Saturday driving to Merced with Brian the tow truck driver, getting a rental car and driving the 68 miles back to El Portal. Annabelle and Kent took the shuttle into Yosemite. I got back to the hotel in the middle of the afternoon, took a hot bath and had a big glass of wine.
The photos were taken on Saturday when it was light enough to see just how big that boulder was .
Tomorrow I should find out what damage was done. And then I have to figure out how to get back to Merced to pick it up once they repair it.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Sunday, April 09, 2006
test post from Outlook email
That worked really slickly...can't wait to try it and send a photo to a post from my phone!
Although I have to say, despite it having a camera, I am not crazy about the Treo 650. It's odd to think I would even be saying this, but I miss the Blackberry. It's UI and integrated functions were so much easier than this phone. And the Treo's really bug-y.
Making a post with lots and lots of photos
That's really cool! (I am still having trouble getting text to wrap around the photos.)
The kitchen/family room/dining room/laundry remodel is almost done. Evidence of unfinished items on the punch list are marked with telltale blue tape.
I really hate to think about moving (again), especially now that this house is actually starting to feel like our own. 20 months later we still don't have pictures hung on the wall, several boxes remain unpacked and my favorite things are still not where I want them.
This move here has been such a wonderful excercise in non-attachment! But now I'm starting to get attached to our new kitchen...
I really hate to think about moving (again), especially now that this house is actually starting to feel like our own. 20 months later we still don't have pictures hung on the wall, several boxes remain unpacked and my favorite things are still not where I want them.
This move here has been such a wonderful excercise in non-attachment! But now I'm starting to get attached to our new kitchen...
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I was partial to candy necklaces. I am old enough to remember candy cigarettes too and I liked them almost as much. The pastel colored sugar buttons on three inch wide rolls of white paper were also a favorite. And pixie sticks; nothing like pouring sugar and Kool-Aid directly down a kids throat!
In the summer I really loved getting Sugar Babies. Does anyone remember Zots? They sort of zapped out fizzy stuff into your mouth from the middle of a hard candy?
Okay, I think this rambling list pretty much demonstrates that my sugar addiction started early.