This is plain, mint-flavored, waxed dental floss. What, exactly, is High-Tech about that? Seriously??
February 26, 2007
February 23, 2007
I've never been terribly afraid of the unknown. I don't worry or fret about things that are beyond my control, but I like to be prepared for the things that are within it. I'm not afraid to fail, or of disappointing other people; I figure everyone fails and disappoints at some time or another. I'm not afraid of thunderstorms, scary movies don't bother me, and I rarely have nightmares. I'm not afraid to be alone - I eat out by myself, go to the movies by myself, drive long distances by myself, and I actually relish the time since I don't have to be "on" for anyone else; I can just be.
Things I am afraid of:
- I am afraid of falling on stairs, both up or down. And not just falling on stairs, but also hitting my front teeth and knocking them loose as I fall. I am actually less concerned with the thought of breaking any bones than I am about the possibility that I might fall on a stair step, mouth open, and knock out my teeth.
- I am afraid of spiders, although I have had to learn to get over it since I moved out of my parent's home. Nobody but me kills them at my house, and I have to kill them. There's no other option. I am NOT going to wake up one morning to find a big, hairy spider sitting on the pillow next to me. My weapon of choice is a can of brake cleaner. I don't know what's in the stuff, and I don't use it around the animals, but it certainly can kill a spider.
- I am afraid of leaving this job. I've been here for so long that the thought of looking for something different is almost paralyzing. I'm not opposed to doing something completely different, but it gives me the heebie-jeebies to imagine learning new things, meeting new people.
- I am afraid of getting dumber. When I was a kid, I was one of the smartest kids I knew. I'm not bragging here (okay, maybe a little) when I tell you that I taught myself to read at the age of 3, or that I always read books that were several levels above the recommended books for my age. I excelled in all academic subjects, and even graduated high school early. Outside of academics, I was able to have intelligent conversation with deep thinkers, and I could actually write halfway decent essays. I think there must be some kind of smart-time continuum, much like there is a space-time continuum, where your brain may be more advanced but at some time, the two lines intersect and you become dumb. At least I think it's the space-time continuum I want to reference here. Could be the flux capacitor. See, I used to know this, but now I'm dumber!
Labels: me
February 8, 2007
One of these days, I'll have my dream house. It'll be an older home, with lots of character and charm (and may include bad plumbing and outdated electrical connections). It will have nooks and crannies, and rooms that don't fit my furniture. It'll happen, someday. For now, I'm going to collect dream houses just like I collected Garbage Pail Kids when I was 8. Hope no one thinks I'm a stalker, taking pictures as I drive by...
I drive by this house every time I go to the vet -- it's just north of the intersection of Kessler and College. It's been for sale since early last fall, and it's a dream house. This area of town is full of houses like this, from N. Meridian to Fall Creek Parkway. It makes me wish I'd saved all the money I made in my younger years -- instead of building the house I live in now, I'd have had a nice chunk for a down payment on something like this. File that under "If I'd Known Then What I Know Now."
I drive by this house every time I go to the vet -- it's just north of the intersection of Kessler and College. It's been for sale since early last fall, and it's a dream house. This area of town is full of houses like this, from N. Meridian to Fall Creek Parkway. It makes me wish I'd saved all the money I made in my younger years -- instead of building the house I live in now, I'd have had a nice chunk for a down payment on something like this. File that under "If I'd Known Then What I Know Now."
Labels: dream house
February 4, 2007
Wait, has hell frozen over? Have the heavens parted? Can YOU see the pearly gates?
I've lived here for 20 years this year, and have listened to my family go on and on and on and on about the Indianapolis Colts since I was but a babe-in-arms. I've been hearing disappointment in their voices for lo these many years, and I have to say, I thought they were all nuts. Until tonight.
In case you missed it, the Indianapolis Colts actually won! They beat "da Bears"... the Chicago Bears of my childhood. I grew up in the northern part of the state, so for me tonight's game was sort of a win-win. I'd have been happy if the Bears won, but I'm a little more thrilled at the Colts win. Good for them!!
I've lived here for 20 years this year, and have listened to my family go on and on and on and on about the Indianapolis Colts since I was but a babe-in-arms. I've been hearing disappointment in their voices for lo these many years, and I have to say, I thought they were all nuts. Until tonight.
In case you missed it, the Indianapolis Colts actually won! They beat "da Bears"... the Chicago Bears of my childhood. I grew up in the northern part of the state, so for me tonight's game was sort of a win-win. I'd have been happy if the Bears won, but I'm a little more thrilled at the Colts win. Good for them!!
February 1, 2007
I know not every post needs a picture, but this just wouldn't work without it.
I left work early today to take one of the bunnies to the vet. I drove home, packed Hazel up, put him in the car, drove all the way to the vet, got out of the car to take him, and discovered that someone has apparently bashed in the rear quarter panel on the passenger side of my car. I AM LIVID.
Normally this would only infuriate me a little bit. Yes, some asshat hit my car and then drove away without leaving any contact information. But what really has my knickers twisted is the fact that the very same thing happened to me almost exactly one year ago. Someone backed into my parked car a year ago, on the completely opposite side (front driver side). And I JUST had it repaired in December! Just got it back from the repair shop! If it weren't for bad luck, I don't think I'd have any luck.
The Spectra has been a problem from the beginning. I had never bought a car by myself before, but I needed a reasonably-priced replacement for my Oldsmobile Alero. I loved the Alero, and never had so much as a scratch -- probably because it was leased (or as my brother likes to say, just a rental). The list of indignities goes something like this:
So... now I just want to be done with it. I wasn't planning to replace this car for a couple more years, but now... we'll see.
At least the bunny got a (mostly) clean bill of health.
I left work early today to take one of the bunnies to the vet. I drove home, packed Hazel up, put him in the car, drove all the way to the vet, got out of the car to take him, and discovered that someone has apparently bashed in the rear quarter panel on the passenger side of my car. I AM LIVID.
Normally this would only infuriate me a little bit. Yes, some asshat hit my car and then drove away without leaving any contact information. But what really has my knickers twisted is the fact that the very same thing happened to me almost exactly one year ago. Someone backed into my parked car a year ago, on the completely opposite side (front driver side). And I JUST had it repaired in December! Just got it back from the repair shop! If it weren't for bad luck, I don't think I'd have any luck.
The Spectra has been a problem from the beginning. I had never bought a car by myself before, but I needed a reasonably-priced replacement for my Oldsmobile Alero. I loved the Alero, and never had so much as a scratch -- probably because it was leased (or as my brother likes to say, just a rental). The list of indignities goes something like this:
So... now I just want to be done with it. I wasn't planning to replace this car for a couple more years, but now... we'll see.
At least the bunny got a (mostly) clean bill of health.
Labels: indignities, me
Miss Alexis Rabbit is looking for her forever home... as you can see, she's looking far and wide. Alexis is a "sexy rexy", meaning she has velvety-soft mini rex fur. She has all the attitude that mini rexes usually have; she was none too happy about being handled to get her in and out of her cage, but once she's out and about she loves to be petted.
Alexis is available for adoption through Indiana House Rabbit Society, and you can meet her at the Carmel Petco location at 116th and Keystone Avenue.
Alexis is available for adoption through Indiana House Rabbit Society, and you can meet her at the Carmel Petco location at 116th and Keystone Avenue.
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This is wee Jacob. He's only been in foster care for a short time, but he is breaking hearts all over the place, at the tender age of 6 months! The picture doesn't do him justice... he's very soft, and has HUGE feet. He's available for adoption through Indiana House Rabbit Society, and you can meet him at the Carmel Petco location at 116th and Keystone Ave.
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