My boss is buying his first HD TV with a Blu-ray player, and he's been seeking my advice. Called me at 7:00 from the store for advice on cables. I'll take the points, as he was right to do so. I know about the technology. I know who needs what, and why. I would've made a crappy salesman.
Toilet repairs. I'm going to do them myself. First time I will have attempted it, but it's just a toilet...how hard can it be? Nothing but mechanical parts, and those can usually be figured out with a few diagrams. And if I fail, I've got two perfectly functional toilets backing me up.
Also, I'm the type of Christian who occasionally likes to sing praises to the Lord, not just ask Him for stuff when I'm need. And so, let me say this.
1. I'm thankful I no longer have to rake leaves. I have only one house now, and the leaves in that house's backyard blow away on their own.
2. Because He sent his Son to Earth, I get to eat the Chex mix 'round Christmastime. People love to make their varying recipes of Chex mix (keep the friggin' Cheerios out, please), and I love to eat it. Ain't no atheist alive can have a handful of Chex mix and not at least think, "Right or wrong, the Christians at least gave us this, and that's not bad."
Unrelated, hot ham and cheese sandwiches last night for supper. Tieraney wanted to microwave them. See what I have to put up with?
Four yard pass.
My ball. 2nd and 6 on my own 16.
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I've broken the back of my term - 4 weeks from the end and I can see how it all will work out.
ReplyDeleteAnd I had a wall that needed painting, and it has been painted.
Plus I have a light weekend of work. And I don't have to lecture next week. A short week at that.
That's my stoning Life's attempt to run for the first down. They've got 4th and 2 at their 36 - I'd rather they went for it, but Life's gonna punt away. I have a nice easy weekend planned, that's not gonna get me back in this game - I might need some enormous crazy gambling win to be a big enough return on the punt to get me in this. Once again, do I let the game dictate my life?