No cool pic tonight.
I know, you didn't think there was one last night or the night before that either.
I don't care.
And this is also cool whether you think so or not.
Claymation Chess
It gets more complex as the game advances. And the tedium that must be an integral part of doing claymation tells me these people are not ADD.
In the news:
A local web site - the NBC affiliate and the Phoenix newspaper - had a story today on the depreciation of houses in the Phoenix metro area. The article included a database that could be searched by zip code. Resale homes in our zip depreciated by 22% over the last 18 months. That's depressing!
In Michigan a woman named Dorothy Hamilton was sentenced to 40 years for pouring gasoline on her ex-boyfriend and then setting him on fire. She thought he should come to her defense when another man made eyes at her. But this is where the story gets weird.
He survived...with disfiguring burn scars on his butt. How did that happen? What possible scenario explains that one? Or do I not want to know?
But beyond that weirdness, guess what she was sentenced for. Arson! Not assault, not attempted murder, but one count of arson.
She should have at least rec'd two counts, one for each cheek.
I am a very good husband. We watched The Office tonight instead of the key innings of the World Series game.
Oh, the sacrifices we husbands are called to make.
Dilemma:
I was supposed to meet the guy from the glass shop at the job site between noon and 2:00, and they were to call me one hour ahead of his arrival so I could be there. So at 1:15 I called, only to be told it would be 3:00. I called at 2:15 to be told it would be between 4:00 and 4:30. After each of those conversations I called the lady to give her the update, and each time she got increasingly distraught. At one point she suggested I didn't need to drive in to be there, that she could explain it all.
I talked to the guy as he was driving over there, explaining what happened and why I was calling them in. Sort of like a relief pitcher. Interesting conversation. He told me he didn't know why the gal I talked to from their shop would have told me they did this kind of job with just mastic. He'd certainly never heard of it, and he wasn't sure they could do any better than I'd done. He was in the room when she came back to ask (she'd put me on hold) and he told me she didn't ask the question she told me she asked.
OK, do I call the lady to follow up on the hand-off? Is that the proper thing to do under the heading "Customer Care?" Or, having handed the ball off to the next hurler, would that be the equivalent of meddling in his pitching?
My dad sent me an article about the Catholic churches in Las Vegas. Seems many parishioners put casino chips in the offering instead of money. But because the chips come from different casinos the church has to sort them so they can be redeemed at the appropriate one. This task is done by the monks at the monastery just outside of Vegas.
They're knows as the chip monks.
We just saw an ad on PBS about this week's Austin City Limits program. (good show) The ad showed Lyle Lovett playing and singing on stage. Pam told me he was married to Julia Roberts. How do you figure that one? Love is apparently indeed blind.
I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
1 comment:
Lyle Lovett is the epitomy of the 80/20 rule. In 80% of all relationships - the man is less attractive than the woman. Of the remaining 20% - half of those couples are equally attractive (or igly). The other 10% - the man is gay and the whole relationship is a farce.
The moral of the story - be uglier than your woman - or people will start to talk, especially when you wear the rainbow colored mesh half-shirt.
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