No Celery Please

I want to get my hair cut.

I am terribly afraid.

I have had the same pulled back in a clip on top, hang down in the back hair cut for years.

Sometimes it has been long, sometimes short.

but the same, none the less.

So I want to make an appointment at a salon… an actual salon, not the great clips where I usually go.

I want to let someone whom you might term a stylist go at my head with some clippers.

But…  if I get it all cut off – and it looks like crap… what then?  My hair does not grow quickly.  Hats?  Head scarves?

Here is what my hair always looks like…  About the best picture I could yank off my web site.

Here are some pictures of haircuts I like.  I will continue to contemplate and waffle.

Yesterday afternoon I had pretty much decided that I was going to have to work from home today because I had been entirely unsuccessful in finding any gas.

As luck would have it – the station on the corner down from work had gas at 5pm.  I got some (regular, though… and my baby takes premium)

That station had no gas this morning.

Here’s hoping my tank is gonna last through until we get gas a-flowing here again!

The ability of human beings to behave like complete morons never ceases to amaze me.  Which is pretty impressive, considering the feats that morons have accomplished in the past.

Our fair city has now, through blind panic and greed, managed to run pretty much EVERY STATION IN THE CITY out of gas.

As you may know… there was a hurricane in the gulf of Mexico.

This caused the refineries to shut down.  Then the power was out.  Now they are coming back online, but slowly…

In response, gas deliveries to NC have dropped 30%.

However, also in response to this… people have be running to the gas station like lunatics, hoarding gas, filling up their giant SUVs AND all the red plastic gas cans they happen to have.

And now there is no gas for the rest of us.

People, seeing that gas was running out… then joined giant gas lines to further drain the stations EVEN THOUGH THEY ADMIT THEY HAVE PLENTY OF GAS IN THEIR CARS!!!  They are waiting in ridiculous lines and probably idling through a gallon or so of the stuff they are after JUST TO TOP UP THEIR TANKS!!!!!

SIgh.

I have close to half a tank.  So I oughta be OK… “they” say that there should be more gas this weekend.  Whoever “They” are.

I have derby practice tonight in Gastonia.  I’ll see if there’s any gas there.  It will be ironic if there is… as people in Charlotte usually hold themselves to be so smugly superior and more intelligent than the rednecks in Gastonia.  But if they have gas there, I guess that means they were smart enough to resist a panicked run on the gas stations.

Then my question becomes… if they do have gas… do I join the panic stampede and buy gas tonight… when normally I would buy gas on a Saturday morning?

The Saturday morning fillups are usually 100% necessary, because I am on EMPTY by then.  But if there’s no gas still on Saturday morning, then that leaves me stuck at home all weekend.  Of course – that could be a good thing!  A nice, relaxing weekend with nothing to do. 

This could all have been avoided if the stations had jacked the prices up to $5 a gallon last week.  Sure, people (including me) would have been pissed, but they wouldn’t have been getting those extra gas cans filled up, I bet you.  But when the stations did jack up the prices after the hurricane, they were threated by the governor with “price gouging” actions… and they backed the prices off – thus allowing morons to hoard all the gas.

Isn’t supply and demand great?!

OK… I admit it – they got me pegged…  I am signing up for their reincarnation plan!

Your result for Reincarnation Placement Exam…

Garden of Eden

43% Intrigue, 49% Civilization, 40% Humanity, 30% Urbanization.

Well, this is about as cozy and simple as life can get. We hope you like it here. The real estate is not well developed, but the garden is top-flight.

Your answers indicate that you basically want to just coast through life. You don’t want any trouble, and you don’t want any special privileges either. That’s fine with us. It’s entirely possible to live a pleasant life without trouble or strife, and Eden is the perfect spot for it, as long as you don’t… well…

Just try to behave better than the previous tenants. Evictions can be rough.

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OK – I totally admit I did this to myself.

I was practicing baseball slides.

My left leg did the right thing and tucked up under my right leg.  My right leg completely failed to do the right thing.  The sides of my wheels stuck to the floor, and my skate whanged around and my properly sliding left leg ran right into it.

If you look closely, you can see the separate imprints of three wheels. (but you may not want to look that closely…

The department provides breakfast on Friday mornings for the floor I work on.

I do not eat it, because it’s always tasty and extremely bad for you.  But most of the folks on the floor do.

This morning it is late.

I went to the break room to get my morning cup of tea and I noticed that NOBODY is working.

They are all standing around in little knots within site of the breakroom waiting for the breakfast to arrive.

If you want to bring a major American corporation to its knees… forget about hacking the network… just stop the catering deliveries on Friday morning and see the productivity plummet!!

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Update – 9:03 am

Just heard a voice call out over the cube-tops “Breakfast is here” – whew… But stay away from the breakroom for the next half hour – it’s gonna be a madhouse of starving savages!

Saturday – Mostly Sunny.  76.

Sunday – Partly Cloudy. 77.

There will be hiking.  Oh yes, there will be.

Woods and outdoorsness and so much wonderful exercise and I AM SO HAPPY!

Welcome fall!

(I know, it’s gonna get hot again, but I’m enjoying this while it lasts!)

I suppose so.

I had Campbell’s Select teriyaki chicken noodle soup for lunch today.  I was going to come out here and gush about how tasy it was and whatnot and provide a link and a picture and all that.

But the fine people at Campbells do not consider it necessary to give more than a cursory mention of the different varieties of soup they have.  They only have a couple of pictures on the “selects” site… and don’t mention the teriyaki chicken at all! (well, maybe I am in a test market).  Poor product description on web sites drives me insane.

So – I guess you’ll just have to believe me.  It was tasty – and only 220 calories in the whole can!

This compare to yesterday’s soup fiasco… Also Campbells select, but it was “light Maryland Style Crab” which was, upon a day’s reflection… gross.  Now -  I knew going in that there was celery in this soup.  Not too much, though, it only took me a few minutes to pick it all out.  But there was something else in that soup, and I have no idea what it was, because I did not recognize the taste, but it just cast a pall over the entire soupal experience.  A yucky, yucky pall.  I do not recommend it.  AT ALL.  I guess the ohly thing I can say about it was… it’s only 160 calories for the can, and I was hungry enough that I was able to fool myself into believing it was better than nothing.  The after-taste after eating this soup kinda made me think that perhaps I should have gone with the nothing.

So… new soups for the week.  Teriyaki chicken – yummy!  Maryland Style Crab – Yucky! Tomorrow will be new chicken and something something vegetable… I can’t remember.  Hopefully it’s better than the crab stuff (no celery in the ingredient list, anyway).

If I manage to survive and do this roller derby thing… my skater name is going to have to be “whiny-ass-whiner”

Seriously… I’ve been refraining from posting because the only thing that’s going through my head ALL THE TIME is: Ow. Ow. Ow, my legs hurt. OW. Ow that hurts.

Now… for the MOST part, except for last Sunday… I have managed to keep all this inside my head.  But even I am sick of hearing myself complain about being stiff and sore.

On the up-side.  I am much less sore after last night’s practice that I have been after the previous two.  Still… I feel like a whiny baby and I need to just suck it up and do this thing.

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In completely unrelated news… an update on the purple violin situation.  I can now play, with some fair degree of it sounding like music… “Boil them cabbage down” and “Shortnin Bread” 

TWO SONGS!

And, I can manage to kinda-sorta muddle my way through “cripple creek”.

I believe it’s gonna be quite some time before anyone is going to want to hear me play (after all, the songs I can play are not what people really want to sit down and listen to)… but – making progress!!

Seven years on and this day still baffles me at the depths human beings are capable of stooping to.