Got to the Municipal Justice building at around 8:15am this morning. Scott drove me in, which was much quicker than the bus. I realized when he pulled up that this was not the same building in which I served jury duty last August. I passed through security with flying colors and rode the vomit-vator (I don’t do well when I have to travel more than a few floors… you should have seen me going up to the top of the Columbia Tower, 85th floor) up to floor 12. I check. . . Read More!
When I was a kid, I didn’t know what “auto detailing” was. Well, I thought I knew, but it turned out later I was wrong. There was only one business in my neighborhood that advertised “auto detailing.” And their sign had some cheesy airbrushed flames and a hideous lion on it. So I always figured that “detailing” a car meant getting flames or animals or those placid lakeside scenes painted on them. It was only when I was about 20 that I learned that “auto detailing” meant just cleaning the. . . Read More!
The last two days have been absolute heaven as far as my morning walks are concerned. Not only has the weather been perfect, but I’ve changed my workout shirt. My regular one is waiting patiently in the laundry bin, so I’ve had to dig another one out of my t-shirt drawer. The one I selected was given to me by a buddy who does t-shirt design: it’s an eye-catching yellow with “BITE ME” prominently displayed across the boobs. The reason I love this is because now the other exercisers leave. . . Read More!
I realized today that I’ve had my current watch for something like 2-1/2 years. It’s still running, it still looks cool, and I haven’t had to change batteries in it. Usually my watches die out after less than a year. What kind of endurance watch is this, you ask? Swiss Army? Rolex? Cartier? No, my friends. It’s the simple yet very very cool Lego Creator. Sure, they have Lego watches in other color combinations, but this one is by far the coolest, employing the classic Lego shades of blue, red,. . . Read More!
Well, it was a successful thrifting weekend for this Missy. Went out Saturday to my local Value Village and came away with just a top and a skirt. I thought my thrift karma was somehow off… usually I find more good stuff than that. Well, never fear, the karma is back. Today I went down south to the Renton Value Village and the Goodwill in Tukwila. First stop, Renton VV. Found some great items, tried them on, many of them fit very nicely. So after leaving the fitting room, I. . . Read More!
I have defeated the evil FedEx software. We ended up having to dig out a second computer that was laying around. I loaded up the FedEx software, got not only the devious label printer set up, but I have also managed to get this PC to print full letter-size sheets to a printer attached to a Macintosh three rooms away. I’ve also managed to get the network to recognize the internet on that computer, so we can send the daily reports to FedEx using the DSL instead of dialing up.. . . Read More!
I’ve been asked a number of times today if I have anything fun planned for Easter. Maybe it’s that I’m not a christian, but I never ask people if they’re planning on enjoying a religious holiday. Because I know that not everybody is of that religion, and not everybody celebrates that holiday. All I know is I get tired of the following: Well-wisher: So, have anything fun planned for Easter? Missy: Um… not really. I don’t celebrate Easter. Well-wisher: Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were Jewish! Missy: Um…I’m. . . Read More!
I’m packing up the taxes so they may dash their way to Fresno, California for processing. This is the first time for Fresno; I used to send them to Ogden, Utah. Another first (at least in the last few years) — I get to use the yellow “no I’m not sending you money” label. That’s right, it’s refundsville, daddy-o! Not much of a refund, but any tiny bit coming back is better than having to cut a multi-thousand-dollar check It does kinda irk me that after making me do all. . . Read More!
Here are a few things I’ve learned about life, the universe and everything this morning: 1. Empty vacuums suck more. I changed the vacuum bag during my spate of housecleaning, and discovered a world of difference. Not only is the vacuum lighter and more powerful now, but I got the extra treat of being creeped out by the old vacuum bag. It was so soft and pliable, all filled with dirt and cat hair and various other stuff, and lay there limply with its one long arm dangling out. It. . . Read More!
Just standing in my bathroom, brushing my teeth, I was suddenly amazed to see how many of the things around me in my childfree house are full of warnings for my nonexistent children. The cord on my hair dryer has a tag which cautions me to warn children about the risk of death from electric shock, should they get the bright idea to drop a plugged-in hair dryer into a bathtub. There’s even a charming illustration of a full tub and a hair dryer just about to plunge into the. . . Read More!