I’m watching the 49ers and a commentator (or whatever you call them) was talking about how coach Mike Nolan and some other guy (sorry, don’t know these players well) went to Afghanistan recently. She said they even had to wear bullet proof vests. But they way she pronounced it … well … it sounded more like “pullet proof vests”.
Heh. I guess those vests aren’t for chickens, are they?
Just go look at the slide show Kelsey’s photographer put up. It’s a guaranteed to make you smile sort of thing. Really.
Of course it also kind of makes me weepy. :-)
I’m so anxious to get the full CD of the pictures. (Well, Kelsey & Mel will get it, but I’ll get to see it too!) There are some pictures I really, really want. I also would like to order an album, but Katy is pregnant with twins and is probably a bit busy so can’t answer emails I guess. Or something.
I have now received our “It’s time to renew your membership” letters from Nature Conservancy and Wilderness Society. It is August. I renewed last time on December 6, 2007. It is not time to renew. It is August. I’m going to keep track of just how many times both groups send more US mail, using both postage and paper that is entirely unnecessary. It is August. The count has begun.
There have been years when I believed them, and renewed early. They would then send another letter saying “It’s time to renew” (with, of course the disclaimer, “If you have already renewed please disregard this notice) and I, having OldBoeBrain, thought I hadn’t renewed yet so I sent them another check. Never have they offered to send that back. Go figure.
So take note, conservation groups! It is August, and you are on alert. If you keep sending me mail, and if you hound me too much, I just might have to rethink my donations.
UPDATE
I have been contacted by The Nature Conservancy and they are going to change the number of mailings I receive. Read the comment below! :-)
I wonder if I’m back to low iron. I’m gonna guess yes, but I just had a blood test that came out fine. Barely, but fine. Sill, this sure feels like what I had before.
And I’m extremely tiried of the ringing in my ears, but I suspect that one is merely tinnitus. Can’t do much about that!
I realize I have no right to complain; too many people have it a lot worse than I. But I want to sleep!
As I walked into the family room this morning, at around 8:55, I heard that Joe Biden had been selected as Obama’s running mate.
I received my email notice that he was selected at 9:02.
So much for getting the news first.
But I’m glad Biden is the running mate. I think he’s an excellent choice. I have always thought of Biden as honest and trustworthy. Even though he’s a politician. (Of course just watch — they’ll dig something up and destroy my image of the man.)
Clayton Mayor Gregg Manning disagrees. And wonders what Katie and Sabrina might do with that produce stand if the zoning laws weren’t enforced.
“They may start out with a little card-table and selling a couple of things, but then who is to say what else they have. Is all the produce made there, do they make it themselves? Are they going to have eggs and chickens for sale next,” said Manning.
I’m especially worried about the eggs. Good thing the mayor closed this illegal vegetable stand down. And you never know where it might lead if it continued. I suspect that, eventually, they may have started a casino next door. Or a house of ill repute. You know where one vegetable crime leads. Whew.
The sellers are two girls, age eleven and three. Yes. Three.
MY NAME IS NICOLE JOHNSON, I AND MY HUSBAND ARE ON A CHRISTIAN MISSION TO
AFRICA AND I CAME ALONG WITH MY PUPPY.
AFTER A WHILE I NOTICE THAT THE AFRICAN WEATHER IS NOT GOOD FOR THE PUPPY AND I
HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM THE WAY I ALWAYS DO BECAUSE OF MY
JOB.
I NEED A SOMEONE TO ADOPT HIM AND TAKE CARE OF HIM THE WAY I ALWAYS DO. IF
YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF HIM DO SEND A REPLY AND I WILL EMAIL YOU HIS PICTURES.
I HOPE TO READ FROM YOU.
REGARDS,
NICOLE.
So what am I to do? Poor puppy. Bad African weather. Oh dear ….
Oh. Wait. I know! I think I’ll just ignore this message, aside from entertaining readers with it.
I just read that John McCain owns ten homes. Wow. So now I’m trying to find out how many homes Obama owns. Because maybe we should vote for the person with the most homes. In case we need a place to stay.
Okay. I’m just kidding. But who needs ten homes? I guess maybe some folks do. I just don’t understand.
I don’t expect presidential nominees to be poor, or even middle class. But I just think ten houses is a bit excessive. Still, maybe this is an error. And maybe I’m wrong; maybe it’s not at all excessive. Is there a list somewhere that tells us about all past presidents and how many homes they’ve owned. (I’m sure the Clintons have the money to buy a ton of homes as well.) Okay … I guess I’m just catty. So sorry. (Sort of.)
Moving on to more important things … I wonder what it would look like to spray our entire family room white, ceiling included. I’m just pondering. I despise the grasscloth, but putting wallboard up would be mighty costly. Spraying the thing while might not be. (I doubt we could roll it … seems like we’d need to hire someone to spray it.) Not yet, of course; we need to start making some money. But still, maybe having it all one solid color, and then replacing the carpet, would turn this place into something better. Ya think?
I mean .. who said Bigfoot can’t be some sort of gigantic oppossum, huh?
One of the two samples of DNA said to prove the existence of the Bigfoot came from a human and the other was 96 percent from an opossum, according to Curt Nelson, a scientist at the University of Minnesota who performed the DNA analysis.
Bigfoot creatures are said to live in the forests of the U.S. Pacific Northwest. An opossum is a marsupial about the size of a house cat.
Results of the DNA tests were revealed in an e-mail from Nelson and distributed at the Palo Alto, California, news conference held by Tom Biscardi, host of a weekly online radio show about the Bigfoot.
Also present were Matthew Whitton and Rick Dyer, the two who say they discovered the Bigfoot corpse while hiking in the woods of northern Georgia. They also are co-owners of a company that offers Bigfoot merchandise.
I’m simply shocked … shocked, I tell ya … that these two are co-owners of a company that offers Bigfoot merchandise. What an amazing coincidence that they were the ones to locate the huge oppossum creature.
Guess they’ll have to start a new company to specialize in oppossum stuff. Ya think? Maybe Awesome Possum?
Yeah, I’m done teaching and have time on my hands.