life in the old lane

News Flash: It did not rain today.

I made my biennial visit to the Solar Decathlon. The houses keep getting better. I would be happy to live in at least half of them. But, my favorite was the City College of NY entry. It is a city house. Designed to be taken up the freight elevator and constructed on an urban roof top.

And, I checked out the engineers/climbers working on the Monument.

Maybe the rain will stop tomorrow. The last day of September. The last day of the monsoon. Works for me.

I am afraid to even consider the Kindle Fire. It looks like a shopping machine to me. But the Kindle Touch seems pretty sweet.

Sometimes the Eat Half as Much diet is pretty silly. This morning I decided that a Luna Bar was what I wanted for breakfast. Eat Half as Much means I got half a Luna Bar. I guess I’ll have the other half tomorrow. Or – do I only get half of the half.

Lots of fun watching the climbers on the Monument. They are easy to see with my spotting scope, but 300 mm lens is not long enough to show  the climbers. Do I need a 600 mm lens? Well, I’d have to take the scope off the tripod – so I don’t think a need 600 mm. I am way too old to hand hold 600 mm.

Fun fact – there are 4 climbers and 2 are women. In the last century, I posted this story about women climbers on “the world wide web”. MANLESS ASCENT OF DEVILS TOWER   The candy bars are a little cheesy – but – that was pretty cool in 1998.

Now on the mental/moral/physical funk.

 

Don’t understand this funk. I think these might be contributing problems.

1. I really need to get an appointment to get more blood pressure drugs. I ran out of drugs about July 4th. Wait, what if I ran out of illegal drugs? Wouldn’t I get them going again. But I am stuck. Everyday that I don’t do something it gets harder to pick up the phone and make the appointment and then go endure the grief about not taking the drugs and not getting my mammogram and not taking statins. Last time I went to the doctor, I ending up going thru a bunch of tests – both painful and expensive – for nothing. Well, it was just to prevent me from suing the doctor if it had been something. And, all I wanted then was more BP drugs. Nope, I don’t know what my BP is. Been afraid to check it. Don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to.
2. I must lose 10 pounds. Or, I will not fit into my wetsuit. Now, this is serious. I will not buy I new wetsuit.
3. The economy and my equity portfolio is going south again.
4. And the leaky apartment didn’t help anything.

I have been spending way to much money and time at Shutterfly. I don’t make cards very often. But, Mr C – who doesn’t do email – still uses cards and he is too cheap to buy them. Shutterfly said I could have 10 cards for free if I would post a link on my blog. So… here it is.

Today I am wanting to immigrate. Immigrate to anywhere. Hopefully anywhere short on religious zealots of any ilk. Anywhere that has a functional government. Anywhere where the dysfunctional government does not buy $16 muffins with my tax money. Now, I like muffins. But no muffin is worth $16.

But, alas, I am too old and/or too poor to immigrate to New Zealand. Canada and Australia are questionable. It has to be somewhere that will take Mr C. And it has to be somewhere he would be willing to go. NZ would be his first choice. Followed by Vancouver/Victoria Canada.

Tomorrow is my day off from “work”. I was thinking about upgrading to OS/X Lion. But, I decided that what I have works great. And, I have snail internet. So, I’ll operate in “Don’t Fix What Ain’t Broke” mode.

Tuesday is my afternoon off. Carlton doesn’t require lunch and he volunteers at the hospital. “They” have been drilling and chipping the bricks outside our apartment. But, it was raining this afternoon. So, I had a really fine lazy afternoon.

I am in a rut. Not bored. Just in a rut. That is sort of Carlton-like. Better do something about this.

My computer time today was spent ripping a 30 CD Stephen King audiobook into iTunes. I like to have lots of audiobooks for my listening pleasure while in Hawaii.

OOPS, I messed up my wordpress theme again. I’ll fix it next week. For now – I’ll just use this one.

I spent much to much time farting around online today. Online is an addiction for me. Like caffeine. Hello my name is Peg and I am powerless over my internet usage.  I guess there is a 12 step program somewhere for the problem. But are the meetings online?

Six weeks from now – I’ll be back in Kona. We will be getting a different room. No view. But a kitchenette. Wonder what a kitchenette is?

This isn’t exactly a part of my online addiction – but wouldn’t it be cool to get EVERYTHING on your iTunes or Amazon wish list?

Well, I set my timer and snooped around the internet a little today. Facebook leads me to believe that my son-in-law got a nice promotion. A good thing. And my oldest grand kid does not seem to be spending all of her time studying at college. In fact I don’t think she has time to study. What with Facebook and Skype and so on and so forth. Not a good thing.

I also checked in online CNN (we don’t have cable). Found this superior quote from James Carville:

I sit in front of the television and shudder at the thought of one of these creationism-loving, global-warming-denying, immigration-bashing, Social-Security-cutting, clean-air-hating, mortality-fascinated, Wall-Street-protecting Republicans running my country.

Note to Obama: Hire that Cajun boy and do what he says.

Have been using the iPod Classic during my less tech diet. I think it is really just a less online diet. Whatever.

Made a great vat of veggie soup today. Expecting a cool spell starting tomorrow.

A little more technology today – a photo. I did read two dead tree books during my technology holiday.

Speaking of technology – my can opener fell apart this afternoon. We may starve. But, not to worry. My beer opener still works.

Yipes! The fat lady inside is sneaking out. I have two pair of skimpy size six shorts in Kona. These are my entire winter short collection. This could be an issue.

Eat 1/2 as much. Exercise twice as much. So boring.