The weather was gorgeous after work on Friday, and I got some good photos of the Christmas Tree Farm and the surrounding woods.
Archive for March, 2006
17 Mar
Call me George Foreman, cuz I’m selling everybody grills
I may be the best cook ever. As an affront to my conservative meat-eating boss, who told us he doesn’t like vegetarian food because it does not allow for multiple courses, I set out to make a full-coursed vegetarian meal. However, I’m cooking for one, and I’m lazy, so I went ahead and threw it [...]
16 Mar
Holy Shitake
I went grocery shopping after work, and I dropped $84 at the place. That’s about $24 more than I’ve ever spent at the grocery store in one go. I’m now having another bout of culture shock almost as bad as the weird overgrown crickets I keep finding in my bedroom. Back in Washington Heights, my [...]
15 Mar
The Cold War
Amidst all this moving, I’ve let my DVD viewing lapse, and I’ve had Netflix rentals in my possession for over a month without watching them. Recently, I’ve taken some time off doing productive things to watch two of the movies and free up the queue. Two nights ago I watched Red Dawn a 1980’s Cold [...]
14 Mar
Me So Homey
By far, my favorite thing about home repair is using lunch hour to go home and play with my caulk.
14 Mar
It’s not that I’m feeling guilty but…
I went to the pet store today just to get cat food and I ended up with all this stuff:Meanwhile, the situation is unchanged: Not quite ready for cute overload yet, but working on that sad=cute rule.
13 Mar
A rebuttal
Little Miss Melodrama was mostly correct, but I want to let everyone know that the situation has calmed a little here in the cottage. I have profusely apologized about leaving a glue trap out, and shown empathy by showing Micki my thumb, and assuring her that I remembered to remove all the poison traps. About [...]
12 Mar
Let me tell you about the worst day of my life
As I lay here dying like the last fragile moth of the season, I suffer to tell you of the ordeal this humble cat has endured since the last rise and fall of the sun. My story beings as many chronicles do, at my own lowly birth some ten and five years hence. Mother was [...]
10 Mar
Workin’ at the Car Wash, baby
Every few days I discover another nuance/nuisance of living in the sticks. Four out of five times it involves car upkeep. Living in the city, I never worried if the A train was getting good gas mileage, if the crosstown bus needed an oil change, or why my shoes made a weird squeaking noise every [...]
