the pattyo

I was trying to get out of my driveway, but there is a marathon going on and between that lane being closed to cars and the inner one (yes, we live on a FOUR lane street. Sigh.) I finally gave up. I had hoped to go see what’s happening with my father, who has been taken to Kaiser emergency. No one has called here, so I’m hoping “no news is good news” but still, I will leave for the hospital as soon as it looks possible. (The cops are at the corner and they were eyeing me and there was no way I was going to try and do anything and find myself with a ticket!)

I hate this annual marathon. I hate being trapped. I hate that the city has the power to tell me I can’t leave my house. It just bugs me. I know that it isn’t as bad as the car race that goes on downtown, though; people who live in that area were told they couldn’t even park in front of their houses, and some were told they had to move out for the weekend.

We own houses, but we don’t own the roads. So there you go.
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IF I had no blogs would anyone miss them? IF I didn’t blog would I feel as if something was missing? IF I didn’t spend time on blogging would I get more done around the house, be a better person, do the yard!?

I’m just pondering IFs this morning.

I find it difficult to imagine dumping the oboe blog in particular. But still ….

We are a house falling apart. We are a yard already fallen apart.

And, in case you couldn’t tell, I’m worried and I couldn’t sleep last night.

I suppose that IF I had slept better last night I wouldn’t be writing this at all!
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On a bike. At the velodrome!
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Carrie Fisher, of Star Wars fame, turns 50 today. When I was younger—which means she was younger too—someone said I looked like her. I was very flattered for the brief time that I bought into the comparison. (That didn’t last long!) But in any case, she is now older (and yes, she is older than I, although I’m not far behind) and if someone said I looked like her now I wouldn’t take it in quite the same way. I mean … she looks so … old. Like middle aged, even.

Go figure.
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“Be Like a Normal Man”

Or so the spam I was sent suggests.

Um. Ain’t gonna happen.
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Heh.

I just received something from the “microsoft award team”. Yeah. Right.

Dear Lucky Winner,
WINNING NOTIFICATION
The prestigious Micrsoft and aol has set out and sucessfully organised a Sweepstakes marking the year 2006 anniversary we rolled out over #10,000.000.00 (Ten million Great Britain Pounds) for our end of year Anniversary Draws. Participants for the draws were randomly selected and drawn from a wide range of web hosts which we enjoy their patronage.

The selection was made through a computer draw system attaching personalised email addresses to ticket numbers. If you ignore this, you will regret it later. Microsoft and AOL are now the largest Internet companies and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the most widely used program, Microsoft and Aol are running an e-mail beta test.

Your email address as indicated was drawn and attached to ticket number 008795727498 with serial numbers BTD/9080648302/06 and drew the lucky numbers 14-21-25-39-40-47(20) which subsequently won you #1,000,000.00 (One million Great Britain Pounds) as one of the 10 jackpot winners in this draw. You have therefore won the entire winning sum of #1,000,000.00 (One million Great Britain Pounds). The draws registered as Draw number one was conducted in Brockley, London United Kingdom on the 31th of August 2006. These Draws are commemorative and as such special.

… and of course it went on and I need to contact them.

Nope. I won’t bite.
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I’m in HeadacheLand™.

This means I can’t really sit with my MacBook because the computer makes it worse. This means that every little noise hurts my head. This means I’m feeling a bit nauseous. And this means I’m gonna be doing a whole lotta nothing today.

I took some meds, so we’ll see if they help, but they sure haven’t in the past.

The good news is that I have no work for today. If it lasts only that long I’ll be fine.

But no church, that’s for sure.
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Putting a glass full of milk on a couch is an incredibly stupid thing to do.
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I just had a wonderful dinner with Jameson; he goes to see an AMT production tonight, so I suggested we go out to dinner somewhere downtown before his 6:00 meeting time. I have to say I just love my kids like crazy! (Yes, you too, Brandon & Kelsey!)

Now I’m back home, and it’s “get that laundry done” time. Along with “rest up for near nothingness” time … I have NO performances for a few weeks here. (Okay, okay, I DO teach still, so it’s not like I’m not working!) It’s not a bad time to have some free time, though, since Jameson has Our Town performances for the next two weekends. (Anyone wanna go?)

I really enjoyed playing this weekend. I think I played well.

Notice I write “think”?

That’s how insecure I am! I don’t KNOW for sure, unless enough people reassure me.

Sigh. Pretty darn sad, eh?
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