Well, it was a fairly productive weekend. I did somehow manage to get up early-ish and dig the bed along the side of the garage. All the daylilies are packed in black plastic bags and will become compost. Most of the plants my TL gave me are planted in one of the front “hell beds.” Need to decide what to do/where to stick the lilies-of-the-valley tomorrow after work. Probably the shadier bed on the other side. All the tools and trash and things were put away just before the lawn guys came to mow. Napped most of afternoon and evening.…
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Kuri, aka Kristen at mediatinker.com, wondered about nicknames. What nicknames have you collected? “Collected” is right. Once someone’s given you a nickname, it tends to attach itself to you forever. For example, my given name is Virginia, and my hair is red. Those two facts generated a dizzying array of not-very-original nicknames (with one or two startling exceptions). Also, nicknames tend to be context-sensitive – family-childhood nicknames often don’t survive your childhood, but occasionally they do. Sometimes you find yourself saddled with (or stuck with) a new nickname when something about you changes, or when you make a change from…
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My team leader heard me blabbering yesterday about digging in the yard and sticking some new perennials in, and she realized she had a chance to foist some plants off on me rather than toss them in the compost (her yard is probably overgrown and in need of thinning). So I have a loverly box o’ dirt which happens to include one or two columbine plants, some dwarf hollyhock, and some lily of the valley (happy birthday, Timmy!). These will go in the front “hell beds,” which will get dug over and composted and mulched tomorrow. It’s not supposed to…
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It’s really bassackward of me, but I’ve never read Neil Gaiman’s fiction. I’ve only read his blog. I keep thinking that I need to rectify this sad lapse on my part, based on how he writes about his activities and the little things that make modern life bearable. Such as glow-in-the-dark 256MB rubber ducky USB storage devices. They exist; they are described as “somewhat less sinister ducks” in Mr. Gaiman’s blog entry. Somewhat less sinister than what? Mergansers? Canada geese? Hawaiian nene? There are always Canada geese lurking on the corporate parklands that dot my part of the Chicago suburbs.…
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Last night, I got a weird comment on the post about the woman who was fired for taking a picture of coffins in a cargo hold. The comment consisted of a link to a site called “thememoryhole.” I couldn’t figure out what it was about, because the site wouldn’t load (there was probably too much traffic on his site already. Anyway, it looked like a spam link, so I deleted it. Turns out The Memory Hole broke open a big story. Apparently, he or someone else posted links to a lot of blogs that had copies of the picture of…
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Via Boing Boing: Bill O’Reilly mistakes Globe and Mail for Socialist Worker Oopsie!1! Oh, I hope I’m the first Majority Reporter to post this in the comment thread. The Glob and Male as a communiss rag… this particular columnist, too. Oh, that’s rich. Al will get such a kick out of it, too. Better send it to his blog as well. I’ve never been called “a douche-nozzle” before. At least, not that I know about anyway. The insult came from one supporter of the Fox News Channel. But then I don’t think The Globe and Mail has ever been called…
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A military contractor has fired Tami Silicio, a Kuwait-based cargo worker whose photograph of flag-draped coffins of fallen U.S. soldiers was published in Sunday’s edition of The Seattle Times. Silicio was let go yesterday for violating U.S. government and company regulations, said William Silva, president of Maytag Aircraft, the contractor that employed Silicio at Kuwait International Airport. “I feel like I was hit in the chest with a steel bar and got my wind knocked out. I have to admit I liked my job, and I liked what I did,” Silicio said. Her photograph, taken earlier this month, shows more…
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I went to Ask Peeves today and found that my work firewall won’t let me access the site, probably because it has naughty langwidge. Langwidge!! Suffice to say, I’m peeved today. It’s Take Yer Sprog To Work Day The air conditioning is blowing Reekette’s stale tobacco funk in my face This makes my chest tight, my eyes water, and of course there’s coughing and sneezing too Didn’t bother to bring inhaler or nasey-poof spray because allergies had improved I forgot I was supposed to dress up today because of a visiting VIP I ran late Placeholder for a peeve to…
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There is no rest for the dead, and there is apparently no privacy for the dying – if you’re famous, that is. CBS: this is disgusting, shameful, and beneath the dignity of a Big Three network. Diana, Princess of Wales, has been dead nearly 7 years. She was literally hounded to death by the newsies, and they’re still picking her bones for a story. Yeah, I’m touchy on the subject of Diana. Like many women my age and thereabouts, I was a “fan” of sorts – I consumed stories about her like mad when she first showed up on the…
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Right. I’m disorganized and easily distracted. That much should be obvious to anyone that stumbles across this site looking for plumbing or flooring help. The design (or lack thereof) and scattershot categories speak volumes. So today I went looking for helpful websites, because in the last couple of years I’ve concluded that I probably have some form of ADD, which was never diagnosed when I was young. And I thought I might find some new information, because there aren’t that many studies or books published on ADD/ADHD in adult women or girls as of yet. And this is what I…