Son of Mozilla meets pterodactyl-woman
Trish walked to work yesterday, as the Lutheran Church was holding a block party & she was afraid of losing her parking lot. I fixed the last of the Albertson's generic pancake batter yesterday, which means I have to start in on the stuff Karen bought us, & now I'm scared I'm going to dump it all over the floor. It's such a big bag.
I was in the bathroom when Trish called from Pizza Hut. Fortunately, I'd taken the phone with me & was able to flush (I must've used up all my $73 credit flushing the day before my colonoscopy). Once Trish was off I finished "Astronomy Domine", prined it up, then went online. I'd already researched Democritus & atomic theory that morning, I simply wanted to check my email. I got into a conversation with Ted on MSN, who recommended a free word-processor called OpenOffice.
I finally got off in time for the parish picnic, which was indoors & not in Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Park. I caught sight of my cousin Ted there, & went to sit with him & his daughter & grand-kid. I mostly just had a hot dogs, beans, jell-o, potato & macaroni salads, & a piece of Sister Judith's cake. She's leaving now. Tim Marone said that it was cool I was there when I got a pop, though it was too bad about Trish having to miss it, because of work.
When I returned, I found a message from Fred on my answering machine. I'd called earlier, about bringing in the a/c. Although the highs are supposed to reach up to almost 90 for the next couple days, it's supposed to turn cool & rainy, starting about the middle of the week. Fred said he'd be over around 2:00, so I took a bath while I waited. The doorbell rang just as I was getting out, & it turned out to be Kimothy, which made me leery. I'd already told her she can't always get what she wants, & I wouldn't have known how to explain her presence to Fred, let alone having to cope with how Trish would've felt: it only would've fueled Trish's anxiety.
So I chased Kim off, put on my watch, glasses, & shoes & socks & waited for Fred on the porch while Retro-Active played on my homemade speakers. When he got here, once the machines were in, we worked on Amazing Grace. When Trish called we drove straight out, & came home with a couple plates of veggies from the salad bar. Her eating is getting better & her appetite is returning, even though she claims that she still has days when she just wants to quit & can't live up to Joe's expectations of her. At least we haven't heard the term "suicide" in awhile, & fortunately are almost thru with our wait to see Doc Larocque.
When we were home, Trish took a shower while I called wako. She shaved her legs so that theyd be as soft as softy hair. We fixed our chicken downstairs, while watching our Pat Benatar DVD. It turned out well done, & we finished off the last of the macaroni salad.
While we were watching Buffy after dinner, I called my brother John about OpenOffice. Of course, he had to resort to his usual intellectual arrogance, this time defending the skinny dog, who'd mailed the RV keys to John & Dan. Other than that, he was fairly informative. He said that OpenOffice is a good program, but might be a little tricky to download without broadband. He had his qualms, though, about IE & suggested that I switch to Firefox, which you can buy at Mozilla.org -- which I googled this morning, & although it's cheap -- $6.00 -- you have to have a credit card. Seeing as how I don't have one, I'll stick to IE.
I woke up before 6:00 this morning, went to the bathroom, then crawled back in bed to be with my Beautiful Blonde Bumble Bee Girl. However, I soon had enough of listening to background music, & left bed at 6:00. This woke Trish up long enough for her to take her synthroid, & now she's napping until 8:00. I may try to hunt up OpenOffice, but mostly just long enough to see how long of a download it's going to be.
I was in the bathroom when Trish called from Pizza Hut. Fortunately, I'd taken the phone with me & was able to flush (I must've used up all my $73 credit flushing the day before my colonoscopy). Once Trish was off I finished "Astronomy Domine", prined it up, then went online. I'd already researched Democritus & atomic theory that morning, I simply wanted to check my email. I got into a conversation with Ted on MSN, who recommended a free word-processor called OpenOffice.
I finally got off in time for the parish picnic, which was indoors & not in Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Park. I caught sight of my cousin Ted there, & went to sit with him & his daughter & grand-kid. I mostly just had a hot dogs, beans, jell-o, potato & macaroni salads, & a piece of Sister Judith's cake. She's leaving now. Tim Marone said that it was cool I was there when I got a pop, though it was too bad about Trish having to miss it, because of work.
When I returned, I found a message from Fred on my answering machine. I'd called earlier, about bringing in the a/c. Although the highs are supposed to reach up to almost 90 for the next couple days, it's supposed to turn cool & rainy, starting about the middle of the week. Fred said he'd be over around 2:00, so I took a bath while I waited. The doorbell rang just as I was getting out, & it turned out to be Kimothy, which made me leery. I'd already told her she can't always get what she wants, & I wouldn't have known how to explain her presence to Fred, let alone having to cope with how Trish would've felt: it only would've fueled Trish's anxiety.
So I chased Kim off, put on my watch, glasses, & shoes & socks & waited for Fred on the porch while Retro-Active played on my homemade speakers. When he got here, once the machines were in, we worked on Amazing Grace. When Trish called we drove straight out, & came home with a couple plates of veggies from the salad bar. Her eating is getting better & her appetite is returning, even though she claims that she still has days when she just wants to quit & can't live up to Joe's expectations of her. At least we haven't heard the term "suicide" in awhile, & fortunately are almost thru with our wait to see Doc Larocque.
When we were home, Trish took a shower while I called wako. She shaved her legs so that theyd be as soft as softy hair. We fixed our chicken downstairs, while watching our Pat Benatar DVD. It turned out well done, & we finished off the last of the macaroni salad.
While we were watching Buffy after dinner, I called my brother John about OpenOffice. Of course, he had to resort to his usual intellectual arrogance, this time defending the skinny dog, who'd mailed the RV keys to John & Dan. Other than that, he was fairly informative. He said that OpenOffice is a good program, but might be a little tricky to download without broadband. He had his qualms, though, about IE & suggested that I switch to Firefox, which you can buy at Mozilla.org -- which I googled this morning, & although it's cheap -- $6.00 -- you have to have a credit card. Seeing as how I don't have one, I'll stick to IE.
I woke up before 6:00 this morning, went to the bathroom, then crawled back in bed to be with my Beautiful Blonde Bumble Bee Girl. However, I soon had enough of listening to background music, & left bed at 6:00. This woke Trish up long enough for her to take her synthroid, & now she's napping until 8:00. I may try to hunt up OpenOffice, but mostly just long enough to see how long of a download it's going to be.
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