Month: April 2003

Okay, I don’t know why it was an error but it was and it’s fixed. I like the old “well, you don’t need this anyway so we’ll just delete it” solution to error-fixing. Dave from Davezilla can visit here safe in the knowledge that it is fixed. Taa-daa!

Dang. Not yet.

Okay, maybe now. Well, if not, I’ll have to look at it later.

Oh man, I am running on 1 cylinder today. I don’t even know how to spell the word. In the Mousetrix Redux, something “mouse-like” ended up trapped in the wall between my bedroom and the bathroom. It sounded to be the size of a squirrel, but I’m sure that was just acoustics. The bugger spent the whole night, and I do mean the whole night, trying to escape. He would be flung back down against the wall or into the pipes, because you see, this is the wall were the sink and toilet pipes are. There was not a THING I could do to drown out all the thumping and banging sounds this damned creature made last night. It finally got quiet around 6:15 am, which is, of course, when it’s time to wake up. I was ready to rip the drywall down with my bare hands and squeeze the life out of the little beast, but I was too tired to make myself move.

Actually, I think I can hear it banging around even now. So pleasant. The call is in to my mouse guy. I cannot do anything about a mouse trapped in a wall. And yes, I know if I don’t do anything, it will soon die and the problem will be solved, but I need to deal with the fact that he might not be the only one up there. Again.

Thanks to S.G. at http://www.staceygeorge.com/blog/index.php for pointing me to Steve’s Web Page: The Main Central Page With All the Doings. If you thought Steve Burns from Blues Clues was lame, go to his page and see how wrong you were.

It looks like Davezilla.com is back online, and just in time with a really funny “terror alert” chart.

I was over at jodiverse.com reading Flip Flop Flap and I’m so glad she took on this tough subject. I don’t understand the draw of flip flops, the only shoe you can buy at the Dollar Store. Maybe that’s it, they’re cheap, but whenever I blow through the National Enquirer or People, invariable some dripping in dough celeb is wearing Capri pants and flip flops. In public.

The last time I owned a pair was when I belonged to a gym and they told us we might get foot rot from other people using the same showers. Obviously that was enough to make me run screaming from the gym, never to return. Or at least that’s the story I’m using.

Also, was it only in my little corner of the universe (not the jodiverse, but the jodyverse), Leominster, that called them “thongs”? This was way before crack floss had moved from the pages of the Adam and Eve catalog* into Kmart.

*Ya, ya, I know, but I didn’t ask to receive it in the mail. That’s what you get when you order cheap crap from the Harriet Carter (?) catalog. They sold my address, I swear!

Hello, is this thing on? *tap tap tap*. Yes, are you there God, it’s me Jody. I was thinking that maybe, just maybe, we could stop with the snow already and have a nice, warm, dry weekend. See, I bought some sidewalk chalk the other day and we want to give it a try. Also, Junior will never learn to ride without training wheels if he goes weeks between rides. So I know Yahoo says it’s going to rain over the next few days, but let’s see what we can do to make them be wrong!