The Big DumpTruck

The server that my site lives on bit the dust today, according to my ISP. This was just lovely news. No website, no email…I hear it might have actually been BOUNCING which freaking thrills me to no end. So just now, at 10:45, it looks like they’ve restored a backup….FROM OCTOBER 2ND!!!!! Are you telling me that’s the most recent stuff you’ve got? Allow me to be thrilled. It’s a damned good thing that my stuff is all secretly stored in underground caverns covered with fake plants. I think I can regenerate the missing stuff…I’ll have to look in my archives to see if anything was dated after October 3rd. Oh, and for the record, re-receiving two days worth of spam from October 2 and 3rd was a real treat.

Uh oh. The other sour milk smell is gone. I almost replaced it with something worse. Let me just say that if you buy deli meats, don’t leave them in the bag under the paper towels. They really do belong in the fridge. Man, I hate that I just wasted that meat and cheese. I’m just so angry with myself!

Additionally, I can’t get rid of all these stinking banana bugs. You know what I mean, the little tiny flies you sometimes get when your bananas get too ripe? Well I can’t get rid of them. Do I just have to not buy bananas for a week or two? Why should Junior suffer? But I’ve run out of ideas. I can’t keep the bananas in a container, can I? They’ll ripen too fast. I swear, I’m just going to lose it.

p.s. Sorry that the site has been unavailable this afternoon and evening. Apparently there was some really big boo-boo on the server where my site is hosted.

Finally back after having lunch with two ex-coworkers today. Oh man, I forgot how much we used to laugh together at work! It really does make me sad, to think about how much I adored that job, and how terrible it was when they laid me off. I wish I still there, but I’d want all my old co-workers to still be there. I know that won’t happen – couldn’t happen – so I suppose maybe I don’t wish I was still there.

Anyway, we have to do that more often.

The Banana Site has a link to the main Dump on it. Back in 1997 I talked about a banana I had eaten, and the sticker that was on it. I feel a part of a larger something with that link. I’m guessing if I talk about Dole Bananas here, and discuss how many of them my son has eaten since the day he was born (at least one each day for the past 3 or so years) he could be their poster boy.

I have bought more bananas than I care to count. And I’ve almost got it down now, how to buy them (how many, what color and when) so that we never waste any or have to make banana bread. Sure, I’m feeling cocky, but at least I’m a very efficient banana-buyer. And for the record, Shaws bananas are 100x better than Victory bananas…I think the Victory ones are often frozen before I buy them, because they turn odd colors MUCH faster. And their bananas seem to have more bruises. So Shaws it is.

At quarter of seven (while I was safely snuggled under the covers) I heard a truck pick up my recyclables. I am the man! Er, the woman! When I hopped out of bed a little later, I glanced out the window and saw at least two houses that didn’t have their rubbish out. Hmmmmm. (tee hee!) And that truck was early because I assume it was just flying around on its route without needing to do too much stopping.

But by 8:45, when I added a little more to my barrel and dragged up the recycle bin, I saw at least 3 houses now had barrels or bags out. So either they heard the truck this morning or they saw my empty recycle bin on the side of the road. There. At least I didn’t screw up. Today. I can’t vouch for tomorrow.