||Warped and weary
Posted on August 30th, 2007
|I mustn't be getting enough sleep. My brain is once again quitting before I do.
I spent the day working on Fur and Faith. Very late in the day we went on an errand to get cat litter and came home with chocolate, cheese snacks and pizza in addition to the litter. The local geese were being fed by someone on the second floor of the apartment, and this made getting to the door a bit tricky. The geese's sentry was watching us very closely, but ultimately we made it in unpecked.
The bad news:
I'm weighing in at 245 pounds right now. Too much carryout and salty foods I think. And we're close to maxing out the credit cards, so the "destitute phase" of the move officially begins. That just might help my diet out. Can't afford carryout, can't eat as much salt. Less salt means there's less water weight.
I've been thinking of this song lately, so I looked up the lyrics.
According to this page the companies getting paid to develop hydrogen cars have no reason to give a damn about the technology. Who's surprised?
A bunch of clowns steal thunder from the KKK's rally attempt.
Is there too much violence on television? These stills from 1940-1950s cartoons attest that yes, there is too much graphic violence on television.
And for real nightmare material here's a spider web that covers several trees and some bushes. They make 'em big in Texas.