Okay, I’ve uploaded some more Chicago Botanic Gardens pictures and jiggered things around. The main albums page is here, and the newest album is “Spring 2005.” It was a nice day that day, if a little cold, and windy on the southern exposures (Ooh! my Aunt Fanny!). Today, though, was a really nice, actually quite warm day. The tulips are coming up in the front yard, I can hardly believe it but it’s true. And only last week the whiskey barrel was full of ice. I’ll be doing more gardening this year than I did last year, that’s for sure.…
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That pretty much says it all for tonight’s double-barreled TAR7 episode – it turned out to be a non-elimination episode first, with an elimination second. Gretchen took a terrible spill and cut up her face something awful, plus they had wandered around looking for the clue before that, so they came in last. In yet another “new twist,” this time in addition to losing all their cash, they had to hand over their backpacks and all their possessions except for the clothes they were wearing. You can tell who the nice people were from the not-nice people at the beginning…
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The latest bizarre, yet strangely compelling must-have item chronicled at Boingboing: Pet pillows made from the fur of your very own very dead pet! Well, this option is no longer open to us. Which is an extremely good thing. Besides which, the cleaning ladies would be mystified by the extremely quiet, tidy, and square kitty on the couch.
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Now that I’m on the subject of British TV, I’ve recently gotten into watching “The Kumars at No. 42,” a wacky satire on chat shows set in the rec room of an East Indian family that live somewhere in British suburbia. The episode with Richard E. Grant (and Michael Parkinson) had me convulsed, but David didn’t really get what was so funny, and I couldn’t explain it. Comedy is haaaard.
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BBC NEWS | Entertainment | Doctor Who is Saturday night hit The reviews are good; I hope it shows up on BBC America soon. I’d love to watch Doctor Who again after all these years – I watched almost all of the Tom Baker episodes and quite a few of the Peter Davison ones, long ago and far away in another dimension. All the Doctors are gathered helpfully together here. There used to be a very, very active Chicago contingent of Who fans; I wonder what they’ll make of the new series? I’m subscribed to a local SF mailing list,…
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Oh boy! Tonight I get to go to traffic school! I’m going to learn how to traffic! For four whole hours! Oh boy oh boy! Dear all 3 of you who continue to read this blog in spite of incessant posts about TAR and Holy Moly: today is a special day. Today I actually have something different to blather about. They say that crime does not pay. They don’t say that crime actually turns out to be a major pain in the ass and an inconvenience, and the out of pocket expenses can be considerable. Some time ago now –…
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Ugh, this sign looks terrible. I took a picture of it so that I’d have an image handy on my phone to show to a signmaking place near us. We’ve changed service times so many times we just started writing it on vinyl tape with magic markers. There’s no way we can afford to get the entire sign replaced… and now the tape is totally peeling off. Lovely. Needless to say, I’ll be looking into getting either vinyl magnetic labels with the summer and winter service times, or maybe stick-on slides.
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You will simply not believe what an awesome job this screen cleaner (demo) will do. My screen is always getting spots and stuff on it, but I’m going to ask my husband David if we can get one of these pronto. via ***Dave
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I’ve got the music we’re singing for Good Friday here at work with me, just looking it over and humming long more or less at the right pitch. And I’ve got chocolate tempting me, though I’m going to try not to eat it until at least noon. David’s home today and I won’t get to see him again until probably 9pm. Last night, I got home from the Maundy Thursday service at… 1020pm or so. And then Saturday night, well it goes to 11. Though we don’t really sing that much louder. Anyway, the piece we’re singing tonight is called…
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We saw the ads for Sin City the other night – this article from Sci Fi Wire makes me interested in seeing it. Some movies adapted from comic books or that have a comic book sensibility are really cool or great (see The Matrix or Spiderman or Dark City). And sometimes comic-book movies just aren’t quite good enough (see or don’t see DareDevil, The Matrix sequels, and so on. (edited to add DVD links)