TGIF

A picture is worth a thousand words, even when the words are in a foreign language.

Today I worked at what could charitably be described as a deliberate pace. But I did get three leaks fixed in the rental's irrigation system, finished the rough draft of my sermon and installed the microwave I got two weeks ago to replace our dead one. That's not a job I enjoy. I've never installed a microwave that came with good instructions, they're heavy and big, which makes setting them in place difficult without a second set of hands, and drilling the holes in the upper cabinet has almost no margin of error. But it's in, three hours later it hasn't fallen out, and my dinner was hot.

Did you read the story about the guy who has hyperthymestic syndrome? He's one of only three known people in the world with this condition, which enables him to remember every detail about every day of his life since early childhood. My wife will tell you I am not one of the other two. Rumor has it that Ryan isn't either. But we have so many other wonderful virtues, right Bonnie?

Just before dinner I went to the driving range. It was 94 degrees at the time, but that's 10 degrees cooler (can you use that word with a temp of 94?) than the forecast for Sunday afternoon when we're playing Wigwam.
The week has been busy enough that I haven't had time to swing a club until today and it showed. It's also just possible that I'm starting to think about Sunday's game and the very real opportunity for total humiliation.

Pam has an antique-looking large metal can beside the stove stuffed with cooking implements. I had to wash them all because I neglected to move that can before drilling holes in the wall for the microwave's mounting plate.
There are implements in there that look, uhm, like they're designed for something other than cooking.
But what I really want to know is why you need tools that exotic to cook chicken.

I think my laptop has an evil spirit. A computergeist.
We use it on Sundays to play music from my hard drive by hooking some bookshelf speakers into the output jack. I also use the mic jack to record the sermon and lesson.
Last week it started making an intermittent high-pitched whine through the speakers, whether external or the laptop's. So once we were done pumping music through the speakers I pulled that jack. It still whined from time to time out of the laptop's speakers, but not loud enough to be a problem. (I eventually hit the mute button.)
OK, here's where it gets really weird.
When I spoke into the microphone the sound came out of the speakers! Remember, the speakers are NOT connected to the laptop; I'd pulled out the jack.
Only when we unplugged the speakers from the wall outlet did the mic's input stop coming through.
How can that be???

Ole and Lena went to the bank earlier this week and were standing in line for a teller when the guy at the front of the line pulled a gun and held up the place. After he got his cash the robber turned around and asked the lady next in line, "Did you just see me rob this bank?" She said, "Yes" so he shot her dead.
He turned to Ole and said, "Did you see me rob this bank?"
Ole said, "No, but my wife did."