The cats are annoyed with each other again. I had to put an extra litter box downstairs because they’ve divided the house. Boo stays upstairs except to eat. Bo stays downstairs except to wake me up to eat. If history is any indication, this will last for about two weeks. It’s really much more fun when both of them just follow me around.
The temperature was in the mid-60’s when I went to work this morning. It’s in the mid-30’s now. There’s just no way to dress for this weather, much less for success. I’ve got a space heater running in my room tonight. Can’t bring myself to move the actual thermostat above 57, and I’m going to be asleep soon anyway.
I don’t like Newt Gingrich. I mean, I really don’t like Newt Gingrich. I liked him once in about 1993. It lasted about two days. Then I learned to despise him. It was not a difficult lesson.
The Animaniacs. Freakazoid. Pinky and the Brain. Earthworm Jim. Rescue Rovers. The Tick. Saturday morning cartoons were never as good when I was little as they were in the 1990’s. And they’ve never gotten back to the level of the WB since then.
Playing tuba in a couple of caroling gigs on Friday and Sunday. Looking forward to it. Should probably polish the tuba before I take it out in public, though. Sounds like a good project for tomorrow night. I hope I still know how to play the thing – and how to read bass clef.
It’s December 7th. Pearl Harbor Day. Also the day that my favorite cat died in 2001.
Got a new project at work today. It’s a good thing, because I’ll be able to put it on my year-end A&D (accomplishments and crap that must be discussed with the big boss). It’s also good because it’s one of those projects that looks really impressive and complex, but actually is rather mundane and simple. My favorite kind of project.
I went shopping at Target tonight because I needed some varied things. Mayonnaise. Bread. Graphite powder to lubricate a little box. Socks. While there, I decided to see if there were any old PS2 games that I could pick up for cheap. Hey, I don’t have to have the latest games. Turns out that I’m a total antique. They don’t even have any PS2 games. It’s all PS3 and X-box now. Screw it. I’ll just play NHL 2004 for a few more years.
The cost to register my car has decreased by $2.67 in the last year. I’m fairly certain that the resale value has taken a much bigger hit than that. Life isn’t fair.
TWD