Month: May 2002

Ah, this is the kind of fun news I like to read on a Sunday evening. Yahoo! News – Cheney: Attacks Almost a ‘Certainty’. I would prefer there to not be any attacks, thank you. I don’t have my bomb shelter built.

You know, it did occur to me when I was working in Boston two weeks ago that being in the financial district of a big city made me feel more target-like. I actually looked at the little exit chart to see where stairs were. I don’t normally do that, but I also don’t normally work in a high rise on State Street. I feel quite a bit safer now that I’m in Worcester.

According to my best sense of time and space, it’s May 18th today. Anyone wanna guess what it’s doing outside right now? I’ll give you a hint:

Rain, and 48 degrees. Actually, freezing rain and hail. Great fun. I’m sooooo excited. I was going to go pick out some geraniums (maybe two plants) and some pansies but I don’t want to have to have them in the house. I guess I’ll go out next week some time.

Looks like James Lileks did a redesign. Man, I love this guy. I have a couple of his books on my wish list at Amazon. I already own two, but that just isn’t enough.

Go here, but I warn you, if you aren’t supposed to be surfing the net, do NOT read the Intitute of Official Cheer at work. I pulled something trying not to laugh out loud, and finally sent the URL to all my coworkers so I wouldn’t be the only one laughing.

Oh, and while I’m thinking about it, have you been to the daily probe lately? If not, check out this list of new Star Wars characters…

Another blogger problem and yesterday’s entry got fried. Oh well. I’m sure it wasn’t Nobel Prize-worthy.

I’m pretty sure I crabbed about how hot it is where I’m sitting in the building, but even as I type this I think the temperature is dropping from maybe 80 or so to something slightly more reasonable. I was feeling ill from the heat, and it was making me sleepy, but I feel better now. Oh, and I also got a good, full night’s sleep, and that helped. I haven’t been sleeping well at ALL lately, and I know that your body will only take that kind of abuse for so long.

Okay, so I’m done my lunch, and I have my huge cup of rootbeer…back to the grind!