Saturday, June 29, 2002

Saturday, June 29, 2002

We thought about going out for dinner tonight but decided against it.  We tried to do the whole Saturday Night Out thing a few weeks ago and were highly discouraged.  There was a 20-40 minute wait at 9 PM at 2 different places, which is probably typical at other restaurants.  We ended up at Stir Crazy and had a great meal, but what a hassle!

Friday, June 28, 2002

Friday, June 28, 2002

 OMG, will this week never end?  I have to work tomorrow, too.  :(

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

Role-playing.  :-(    That's not fun for me!  It's even worse because I had an audience.  If I had wanted to be an actress, I would have moved to L.A.  Well, the good news is that it was at the end of our conference and people were anxious to leave, so perhaps it could have been worse.  Yay, I get to leave tomorrow!

Monday, June 24, 2002

Monday, June 24, 2002

OMG, I was up early!  How do people do this everyday?  I guess it would have helped if I had gone to sleep at a decent time.  But really, it's hard for me to sleep in a strange bed in a strange room with scratchy sheets that are bolted to the bed so tightly that my feet are suffocated.  Plus, I met up with a  friend yesterday, and we stayed up late talking.  :D

Sunday, June 23, 2002

Sunday, June 23, 2002

I have to fly up to Virginia/DC this morning.  I miss my honey already.

Wednesday, June 19, 2002

Wednesday, June 19, 2002

I need to rant for a minute.

Some lowlife stole (yes, STOLE) our one & only lime on our cute, Dead-Man-Walking lime tree, Bertram.  Poor little Bertram is planted so close to death row (don't get confused with Dead Man Walking.  Death row is our back line of foliage/weeds that gets as much water as Mother Nature can provide in a drought) and doesn't get nearly enough water that he needs. Yet, he still managed to produce one beautifully perfect lime this year.  And some scum-sucking troll took it. Bastages!

The reason he is dead man walking is because we (meaning south Floridians) currently have a Canker Crisis going on.  Every other day, some bullshit politician, who is paid off by Big Citrus, is making some global decisions about which perfectly healthy, privately owned citrus trees need to be removed with serious prejudice.  Then, on alternate days, there are some judges (who not only remember the constitution but actually enforce it) who make global rulings such as, "The government cannot just come into Wendy's yard without permission and start ganking her trees."  There is some unsubstantiated research that someone pulled out of his arse that says all citrus trees, whether healthy or not, that are within 1900 feet of an infected tree need to be killed.  1900 feet is a long fucking distance!  Poor Bertram! :-(

Monday, June 17, 2002

Sunday, June 16, 2002

Sunday, June 16, 2002

This really is genius at work, although I'm fairly certain that not everyone can appreciate this kind of brilliance.  Have a gander at an alternative Romeo & Juliet.  [I've been told that link doesn't work for everyone.  Try this one if that's the case.]

Thursday, June 13, 2002

Thursday, June 13, 2002

I'm beginning Day 5 of the Great CoQ10 Experiment.  I had another migraine come by on Saturday and smite me.  Then, I had a friendly reminder to try the CoQ10 thing on Sunday.  (But, I've actually been pain free only since Tuesday.  So maybe this is only day 3?)

Monday, June 10, 2002

Monday, June 10, 2002

I watched (on TV) the Canadian Grand Prix yesterday, migraine and all. I love the singing whine of the Formula One race-cars.

Sunday, June 9, 2002

Sunday, June 9, 2002

We watched Harry Potter again today before we had to return the video.  It's such a good movie.    :-)

Wednesday, June 5, 2002

Tuesday, June 4, 2002

Tuesday, June 4, 2002

Isn't this fabulous?   I keep meaning to read his book, but I haven't gotten around to it yet even though it's sitting upstairs in my library.  I bought it for Galahad several years ago.  I wonder if he ever read it.

Monday, June 3, 2002

Monday, June 3, 2002

Back to work for us.  :(  I think I forgot what my job is.  May I see my job description again?  :-p

Saturday, June 1, 2002

Saturday, June, 1, 2002

Hurricane Season already.  I just read an article (sorry I didn't save the link) that said the experts at the Hurricane Center want to re-categorize Hurricane Andrew (August 24, 1992) from a Category 4 to the worst possible, a Category 5.  They have learned new ways of analyzing storms and have gone back to look at the data.  I was living about 40-50 miles north at the time, so I wasn't hit as hard (well, my head was, but I'll try not to whine so much about that).  However, my parents lived in Miami at the time, still in the house I grew up in.  When I couldn't get in touch with them all day, I convinced my brother to drive down with me.  I was on some serious Percodan at the time, so I was in no condition to drive.  Damn!  It was the most bizarre and surreal trip. We barely found our way there despite having lived there for 15 years or so.  It was really awful to see and fit all the clich├ęs of a war zone.