‘Cause my head can’t decide if it’s going to just keep throbbing endlessly or if it’s going to explode and scatter skull shards everywhere, that’s why.
- When did the California CHP start using radar on the freeways? I thought they couldn’t do that.
- I hate repairing toilets.
- Regardless of #1 above, have I mentioned more than a few hundred times how much I hate people who drive at 65 in the fast lane when it’s clear, dry, and otherwise wide open traffic?
- I thought that these Olympics we were supposed to have four or five cable channels going 24/7 with every event available live, or at least something close to that. We have one channel on about twelve hours a day (night) with live stuff, sometimes a second channel for four hours or so, then the prime time replay stuff for three or four hours. Did I get that wrong?
- No, I didn’t get a speeding ticket, nor did I get pulled over and then charm my way out of it
- Computers are wonderful — right up to the point where they totally suck.
- Speaking of NBC’s Olympics coverage (we were, weren’t we?), who is this guy they have doing color commentary on the biathlon and Nordic skiing events? Can we get this guy some decaf?
- You know that you’re STILL in love with the convertible when you drive with the top down even when it’s only 55 degrees and foggy.
- Spring training games start in eight days!
- Why does a computer that was working just fine yesterday suddenly not be able to connect on ANY web browser (IE, Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera) while still well connected to the internet and other programs (Skype, Norton) can connect just fine?
- I’m so glad that I can follow planetary scientists, astronauts, and other space and astronomy groups and individuals on Twitter.
- “Game Of Thrones” Season Three is out on DVD now — time for another binge watching day! This time we’ll be ready when the new season starts next month. (“You know nothing, Paul Willett!”)
Remember, if it weren’t for the last minute, there wouldn’t be time to get anything done at all.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 