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The Current Issue: July 30, 1999


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What I'm currently reading: A book about writing books called How to Write a Book Proposal. And of course, we're still reading The Very Busy Spider every day.

Don't Nobody Worry 'Bout Me

Yes, it was Kenny Loggins concert #3 for the lovely hubby and I. We headed south for the Mohegan Sun casino (be warned: awful website) in Uncasville, Connecticut. The casino isn't that bad, but it's no Foxwoods, the largest casino in the world. I happen to really like Foxwoods. I've only been twice, but there is a sense of awe when you see this huge complex rise up out of the middle of nowhere. Eventually I would like to stay overnight at the resort, just because it looks like a really nice place to stay.

I was poking around on the Foxwoods website just now (it's SO much nicer than the other one, which is all graphics and practically useless) and went to their employment opportunities page. I had no idea that the only thing you need to be a blackjack dealer is a high school diploma. They do mention a Gaming School Certificate being preferred, but I have no idea where a gaming school is located. I assume Atlantic City would have one, but is there one closer? How much does that cost? Is there a mail order version from the Sally Struther's School? I need to find this out. I think the only other job I would want is the Slot Machine Attendant. I don't have the experience to be the Slot Technician. Interesting line in the job description: it says they "modify electrical gaming machinery and equipment. " I hope by "modify" the mean "make it pay out more money".

For the record, the slot machines ate very well out of our pockets that night. We used "found money" from the change jar, and on the last machine I played, I hit $160. We carried a bucket of change up to be converted. Now I have one of those ugly $100 bills. Oh well, at least I didn't have to hock my Timex.

Adam West on E!

If anyone out there has E! could you drop me a note about whether or not you could tape the Adam West Special on Aug. 2nd? I know it's short notice, but the Evil Cable Company doesn't respond when we call and beg for it. So I have no way of watching this. And if you're going to be so kind as to tape that and you think of it, I'll take the Brady Special too. The whole week looks like a lot of fun. I guess it's time to place another call to the ECC.

So I don't have to pay 20 people postage for the same tape, I will change this space if someone is kind enough to make me an offer and I feel they are trustworthy enough to actually not screw up setting the VCR. For those of you who don't know my adventures with taping Mystery Science Theater 3000, you don't want to trust me with taping duties. Ever.

Heat and Drought and My Neighbor's Lawn

I can't specifically say that my neighbor is breaking the odd-even water ban in town, but his lawn is a LOT greener than it should be. Damned automatic sprinkler systems. Really, what kind of crazy-ass waste of money and resources is that? He paid $5000 for it to be put in, when he could have bought a hose, real, and a good sprinkler for less than $50. Sure you have to carry it around the yard, and last year you couldn't set it to start at 3 in the morning to wake the baby whose room faces your yard (ahem) but your water bill is about 5 times what ours is, and yes, we look like the world's biggest rejects with our brown fire-hazard next to your lush green stuff, but I can sleep well knowing that if this town runs out of drinking water it won't be MY fault.

But at least he pays attention to odd-even. My neighbor across the street apparently can't remember what day he's been assigned. He doesn't water every day but I have seen him water on an odd day and he's got an even numbered house. I just hope he's not a graduate of the local school system.

Swimming Pool Water

On a related note, the other day I passed a truck full of swimming pool water. I know that's what was in it because it was written on the side: "Swimming Pool Water". Okay, so someone is paying big bucks to bring in pool water and not use municiple resources. That's good. But where is the water in the truck coming from? I hope it's a well, but I just pictured it coming from some mucky lake, or secretly being pumped in from some other town's water supply.

Is the pool water not fit for human consumption? I guess I would really like more information but it's not so pressing that I pick up the phone and ask someone about it. But the moment I get a pool, I'm going to make some calls and look into this.

 

The List:

Least Favorite Salad Dressings

  • creamy italian
  • french
  • honey dijon
  • regular italian unless it's Good Seasons

 

LAST UPDATE: July 30, 1999

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