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Ahhhh, that’s better

Yes, it looks like our beloved blogger has had the appropriate sneaker to server kickage, and is once again alive. ALIVE!

I was going to complain about something but I don’t remember what it was. I could make up something to complain about, if you’d like. It will feel very real to you. Okay, here goes.

You know what really burns my butt? When people use the last of the salt in the shaker and don’t refill it. Man, if that isn’t the most insensitive thing you could do – leave a gal just sitting there, saltless. I don’t think it’s specifically my job to fill the salt shaker. You have two hands and two feet. And if you use the shaker and only a grain or two dribbles out, don’t just put the shaker down and walk away…either tell someone or fill it! There, thanks for letting me get that off my chest. It’s been bothering me for a long time.

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Why I Love James Lileks, part 449

Referring to the made-for-tv sort-of-kind-of Batman reunion movie that was on over the weekend, James Lileks writes:

“Adam West appears to be utterly mad, and Burt Ward looks like he’s auditioning to play Orson Welles in an all-munchkin production of “The Paul Masson Years.” Frank Gorshin, bless his soul, resembles old fruit at the back of an office refrigerator.”

God that’s good stuff. Utterly mad. I’ve read his book (Adam West’s, although I’ve read 3 of Lileks’) and he may be right. But that’s why I love Adam West – you couldn’t invent someone like him if you tried.

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More Tub Cleaning Tools

Had to go to the grocery store this morning to cash my unemployment check (yes, I bank at the grocery store. I believe in making as few trips as possible when it’s time to do errands.) I was picking up the few items I needed, and wandered up the cleaning “stuff” aisle on my way back to the front of the store. I pick this aisle because you just never know when the perfect dish scrubbie will appear on the rack, solving the problem is the Discontinued Dish Scrubbie. [Insert sound of weeping]

I was pricing 409 Glass Cleaner, when a new product in the tub section caught my eye. First, because the bottle is purple. Second, because of the name of the product. “Kaboom.” What an awesome name. I looked over the label, noting the “From the makers of Oxy-Clean” and the “Breath Easy” on the label. As I have mentioned here before, cleaning products do a number on my lungs. I can’t buy most of the stuff that’s out there, because I can’t handle the fumes. I normally use Scrub Free because of all the tub products, that one seems to have the least offensive fumes.

Well, I’ve found another. Kaboom has a kind of orange scent (you know, the Oxy-Clean people also make Orange Glow, the orange oil (?) cleaning products, so this doesn’t surprise me). Other than that, no fumes. You could spray it in the tub and lean right in close and not pass out. And it seems to have done a bang-up job. So I’m going to give Kaboom 4 tiles out of 5. (It loses a half a tile because it’s doesn’t magically do all the work for you, plus it does say on the bottle that you should rinse, and I hate that.

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Ready to Fly

I bought a box cutter at Staples today, to deal with recycling cardboard (which has to but cut down to a certain size or they won’t take it). I was thinking to myself “THIS is the weapon that they used to hijack planes?” That’s amazing. The cashier didn’t appear to be evaluate whether or not I should be allowed to purchase a box cutter. No paperwork was required. But I will keep it in a safe place so terrorists cannot hijack my junk drawer.

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A True New Englander

While I’m thinking about it, twice now (well, at least once but I think twice) Adam over at Boston Online has referred to me as “a true New Englander”. Well, I am. I’ve never lived outside of New England. I am 10th generation New Englander. But I think it’s funny that he’s referred to me this way twice. I need to start acting the part. Maybe I’ll grow cranberries in the backyard. It is pretty wet on the other side of the fence. I’d have to cut down a lot of trees, though, because most of the bogs I’ve seen were out in the open. The water levels may have had something to do with it, though.

So the true New Englander in me has to go put on her winter coat, scarf, hat and mittens on this the 10th day of March because with the wind chill it’s 8 degrees outside. Lovely. I swear, I’ve never seen a winter like this.

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