Ouch. Stacey (Matt’s wife) just got back from vacation to discover that…the gent that had been watching their house had flushed an upstairs toilet, and the toilet had clogged. Fine. Well, it was the toilet that kept on running ’till you jiggle the handle. Everything is mostly OK. Nevertheless, she’s had a bad friggin’ week. […]
Well. As it turns out, with the determined additude that you needn’t accomplish diddly squat, many things can be done without much skull sweat. So far: Wednesday. Did the remaining twelves pages of data entry on the novel; I’ve been writing it longhand and typing it into the computer. Why? I have a toddler. It’s
Book Rack. This is a CS used bookstore-slash-computer place, the place where Lee got the laptop. I stopped in to look around–very cool. The owner stopped to talk to me; he remembered the laptop. He also commented, “There’s a girl’s side of the store, and boy’s side of the store.” The romance takes fully half
Mother’s Day, part II. We went to the circus. Neener neener neener. Lions, elephants, ponies, horses, boa constrictor, baby white tiger, Florida panther. Clowns, jugglers, contortionists, acrobats, riders, and a human cannonball. Everything larger than life and twice as expensive. We had a wonderful time!
Mother’s Day. Lee said “Happy Mother’s Day” this morning. Hey. I’d forgotten. Something happened this morning that reminded me why I like Colorado. Grocery shopping. A woman started flirting with my daughter, asked me how old she was. They played while I picked out pork chops. She told me about her granddaughter, two: a very
Computer. I don’t remember if I mentioned it. Lee bought me a 386 laptop for $20 at this place called the “Book Rack.” –Actually, it sounded like the perfect idea for a business. Used books and computer shit. Throw in an espresso machine and I’m buying stock, OK? And all the computer equipment is guaranteed