Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
* I have figured out that Buddy is a European Starling, and about 10 days old. As luck would have it, the baby bird food I found the recipe for online is specifically designed for starlings.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
I was going to take tomorrow off, but I think I'll go into the office for half day, and then head over to the links for 9 holes with a friend. Too bad that I probably can't wear my new plaid golf shorts into the office. . . .
I had a golf lesson last Friday. I was knocking the snot out of the ball with my 7 iron. (Ok, relatively speaking). My driver? Not so much . . .
I'm still debating whether to take Monday off, since it is my birthday, and I will be really, really old . . . :-)
Today I ordered tickets to go see "Curtains" with my niece while we are in NYC in June. I wanted to see this show in October, but David Hyde Pierce was on vacation that week. Second show will be Gypsy!
But at least the Angels took 2 of 3 from the dreaded Red Sox - go Halos!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Sixty-Nine Dollars and Fifty Two Cents, baby! My check for payment for jury duty arrived today . . .
Suggestions for good ways to spend this money? And while I generally support saving money, not this $69.52.
And if you add in the $105 I spent at Barnes & Noble on books and magazines, I'm only 35.48 in the hole!
I'm happy with all three books I currently have going - The Book Thief in my car, A Dirty Job in my iPod, and Paula Spencer in actual book form.
The NY Times describes the Book Thief as: "Markus Zusak has not really written "Harry Potter and the Holocaust." It just feels that way. "The Book Thief" is perched on the cusp between grown-up and young-adult fiction, and it is loaded with librarian appeal. It deplores human misery. It celebrates the power of language. It may encourage adolescents to read. It has an element of the fanciful. And it's a book that bestows a self-congratulatory glow upon anyone willing to grapple with it."
Publishers Weekly describes A Dirty Job as: "Cult-hero Moore (The Stupidest Angel) tackles death—make that Death—in his latest wonderful, whacked-out yarn. For beta male Charlie Asher, proprietor of a [second hand] shop in San Francisco, life and death meet in a maternity ward recovery room where his wife, Rachel, dies shortly after giving birth. . . . When objects in his store begin glowing, strangers drop dead before him and man-sized ravens start attacking him, Charlie figures something's up. Along comes Minty Fresh . . . to enlighten him: turns out Charlie and Minty are Death Merchants, whose job (outlined in the Great Big Book of Death) is to gather up souls before the Forces of Darkness get to them. . . . If it sounds over the top, that's because it is—but Moore's enthusiasm and skill make it convincing, and his affection for the cast of weirdos gives the book an unexpected poignancy."
And Entertainment Weekly had this to say about Paula Spencer: "The heroine of Roddy Doyle's 1996 novel The Woman Who Walked Into Doors is back in Paula Spencer, widowed and newly sober but as endearing as she was a decade ago. Writing in Paula's voice with such assurance that there isn't a single dishonest word, Doyle reintroduces a woman who tends to her fractured extended family and troubled children while coming to terms with the fallout of her alcoholism and marital abuse. Doyle treats Paula and her pain with a tenderness that transforms what might be a bleak story of a working-class Dublin woman into a tale of triumph and great humor. It is, as Paula herself likes to say, ''just grand.'' "
And I would recommend all three books.
As to the primary . . .
Taking a page from Clinton, if the Tampa Bay Devil Rays beat the Red Sox in a late season game when the Sox have an insurmountable lead in the Division, The Rays should get on a soap box and scream about how momentum is in their favor, and ask that the Commissioner declare them the winners of the division.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Addendum - I'm adding Pennsylvania to the list of states I can do without. Now maybe Ohio and Florida won't feel lonely.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I would like to lose 8 - 10 lbs. in the intervening 5 1/2 weeks, and towards that end, I am considering signing up for Jenny Craig. I did Jenny before, and I will admit the food is pretty good, the plan is pretty easy to follow, and I did lose weight, some of which I have kept off.
What I HATED was having to sit down with some skinny, tweener, goth chick who was assigned to me as my consultant and answering stupid questions: "so what challenges did you face this week?" Real answer - "making it through the week withoug killing any skinny, tweener, goth chicks?". Answer I likely gave - "ummmm - going out for mexican food with friends?"
All I want is to go in, weigh myself, and get my food . . . if I wanted "support" I'd do Weight Watchers.
Serenity now . . . regardless of my weight when I get on that plane* I will enjoy my week of relaxation - walking, swimming, sunning, reading, snorkelling . . . did I mention eating and drinking?
*wow - have you booked a flight lately? The prices are twice as high as a year ago, and this year I will have to fly out of LAX, rather than the more convenient Orange County airport . . .
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
And in more good news, my Obama '08 stickers and lapel pin arrived!
The stickers were described as being lapel stickers - I figured I could wear them on days when I didn't want to use the pin; however, they are a bit bigger than I expected. Whoever thought they were lapel size must be fond of zoot suits.
New episodes of old TV shows are trickling in after the writers' strike. The Thursday night NBC comedy line up returned with My Name is Earl, 30 Rock, The Office and Scrubs. I don't what the writers were doing during their time off besides whining alot, but they sure weren't honing their skills or brainstorming new ideas. All 4 shows were disappointments. Here's hoping they get back into stride soon.
I may have stumbled upon a gem of a book with "A Little Trouble With The Facts" by Nina Siegal. Publishers Weekly describes it as:
"Chick lit meets Raymond Chandler in this slick debut about a Gotham gossip girl's rise, fall and resurrection in New York circa 1999. Sassy, brassy journo Valerie Vane—née Sunburst Rhapsody Miller, born to a pair of hippies—wants to be famous and does so the old-fashioned way: by tossing gossip bricks. She's quickly scooped up by the style section of the Paper (a thinly veiled New York Times), but becomes undone by cocaine nights and her social-climbing no-good boyfriend. After a drug-fueled rage that gets her mug on all the trashy tabs, Val is relegated to the obits desk. There, the disgraced writer learns to be a real reporter, investigating the mysterious death of revered graffiti artist Malcolm Wallace. In the hunt for his killer, aided by her dark and handsome source, Cabeza, Val uncovers corruption that will put her name back on page one—and her life in danger. Siegal, a former journalist, blends glamour and gutter into a delicious cocktail, equal parts behind-the-scenes dish and crime novel. With a tantalizing if undeveloped side plot involving Val's long-lost relatives, a sequel would be both logical—and welcome."
I don't know where I first read about this, but I used my handy-dandy iPhone notes feature to write the name down . . . I'm about 60 pages into it, and loving every bit of it . . .
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Ok, so yesterday we reached a verdict, but let's go back to day one.
Tuesday, April1 - 8:30 am - I report to jury duty and find that every, single chair in the jury room is taken. Fortunately, they skipped the lame movie - "Jury duty is an honor" - and call the first group out to a court room. My name is not on this list.
10:45 am - it's hard for me to get all the details, what with my iPod in my ears, but it seems to me that one of the jurors called to the courtroom has somehow escaped. A string of Sheriff's deputies enter the jury room, looking for this woman, and they have a guard at the door making sure none of us leave.
Noon - we are excused until 1:30 p.m. Having completed the NY Times crossword and read the paper front to back, I decide I need more reading material. I head to Barnes and Noble and blow a hundred bucks on new books and magazines. That's right a 100 freakin' bucks - that's how desperate I was at that point. I did however, include in that purchase a book on NYC for my niece, so she can pick out some sights she'd like to visit in June.
2 pm - a group is called to a courtroom, and my name is on the list. When we get there, I'm among the first group of 12 put into the jury box. Bad feelings come streaming over me. We are told that the case involves 4 felony charges, robbery, burglary, assault with a deadly weapon and auto theft. Looking at the female defendant, I'm pretty sure methamphetamines will be an issue too.
2 pm to 4:30 pm - most of the afternoon is spent with every juror who emigrated from Vietnam - in some cases more than 35 years ago, transforming themselves into stereotypical characters more appropriate in a Vietnamese Charlie Chan movie. All claim not to understand English. One claims he was in a Viet Cong concentration camp, and is freaked out by the lights in the courtroom. That's right - John McCain claims he has no PTSD, but this guy thinks the bailiff is going to shoot him. He is excused.
4:30 - we are ordered to return the next morning.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Sunday, April 06, 2008
The girls and I went for a nice long walk this afternoon. Hanna is a firm believer that only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day sun, so we stopped for a nice long rest in the shade half way through.
A couple more days of jury duty, and then back to the office . . .
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Friday, April 04, 2008
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"I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word."
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"The time is always right to do what is right."
Thursday, April 03, 2008
I'm reading a funny book that my mom recommended - Hot Six by Janet Evanovich. It's one of her Stephanie Plum bounty hunter novels, and happens to involve a large, unruly retriever, so my mom thought I'd relate to it.
We had a long lunch break today from the trial, so I stopped at Dairy Queen and had a vanilla soft serve cone dipped in chocolate. I still believe that there may be nothing better on earth than ice cream.
All I can say for tomorrow is TGIF!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I'm taking my (will be 19 years old) niece to NYC in June . . . I have the feeling I'll be spending more time in Times Square, and less time drinking wine at the Boathouse in Central Park, but I refuse to eat more than once at TGI Fridays . . .
How's your week going?