Time flies, huh? I get caught up in other stuff and forget all about updating this thing. Then, when I have some free time and remember that I’m supposed to be updating it, I can’t remember what I’ve done. Maybe I need to start using the iPhone/email procedure more often, huh?
Just read my last entry in the hopes that it would give me a jumping-off place for this one.
It didn’t.
I spent a lot of time at work this week trying to get a project to run using a great deal of javascript (which I’ve mentioned that I need to learn). On Wednesday and Thursday, I made some really nice strides and I was able to present a website, which is about half finished, to the client. So I’ve got that going for me. Still a great deal to learn, but at least I’m doing something different and the week was relatively interesting at work.
I took yesterday off with a semi-formed idea of going to Virginia for a few days. Chris had been talking about visiting her school and there was a tuba thing going on in DC. After a few hours of nail-biting on Thursday afternoon, she decided that she didn’t want to go and we went to dinner instead. Nice, much-needed time with her for me.
That didn’t rule *my* potential road trip, but I didn’t really get motivated to do anything yesterday and decided that I just didn’t feel like driving for 16 hours and spending money that I really don’t have to stay in a hotel last night. Besides, I’ve got a couple rehearsals tomorrow.
Instead, I went looking for a cemetery in Vinings, GA, yesterday, from which I’m told one can take great photographs of downtown Atlanta. I was unable to find the cemetery. Might try again today.
Or I might not. I’ve been invited by one of the tubists in the GBB to go to a woodworking exhibition in Norcross today. Have also been invited by Betsy to go hang out in Marietta with her and Rich, have dinner, and watch some blueray stuff (high def DVD’s for the non-geeks among you). I also could do some cleaning (fat chance) or painting (even less of a chance) or fix the hole in the roof (yeah…right).
I could also practice my horn. In fact, I probably should be right now, but Scott is still sleeping off whatever he did last night and I’m generally a considerate landlord. I had to explain to him last night, however, that if he doesn’t wash most of the crap off of his dirty dishes before he puts them in the dishwasher, they’re not going to get clean. I refer to my dishwasher as a dishsterilizer, actually. I generally hand-clean the stuff, then let the washer have a go at them and dry them for me. In the rare instances over the last 5 years or so when I haven’t had a renter, the dishwasher also served as a cabinet, since I don’t get a lot of dishes dirty at once anyway.
Actually, I would at least try to do something with the hole in the roof if it would ever stop raining on the weekend. In scanning my entries from the last month, I see the phrase, “it is dreary outside” far too much. Not just because it proves that I have a very limited vocabulary, but also because it’s just too freaking rainy all the time. What gives?
TWD