Can you dejumble these? HINT: If you get one you will quickly get the others.
1. TICKLISHLY ENABLE HAZE
2. SHOD IN JAIL CHEAPENS
3. ANARCHICAL MISERY
4. JAUNTIER, CLASHING
5. RICH ANATHEMA CLINGS
6. IRON-JAWED CHAP SHEDS
7. HIS ILL-CONCEALED INANE
8. REJOICE! LUSH ON TALENT
9. I’M AN ETHICAL HEN HECKLES
10. JAIL NICE SHAME
Called home on my drive back from work and Danny answered. He had a long day at his new job. He was tired and his feet hurt. He wasn’t used to being on his feet all day. He said that he mainly set up the weapon section and the pimp section.
(Can you guess his new job?)
Just pulled a receipt out of my pocket with quotes written on the back:
Ted’s Montana Grill
16oz Sweetwater 420 (2 @ 4.25)
“I’ve never put a razor to my face.” – MCC
“This tastes like a dirty hippy.” — DC
“Some beer dripped in my water.” – MCC
“Nice. I won’t tell anybody.” — The waiter
(Note: Dirty Hippy = a variation of a black & tan. Guinness and something else. Maybe DC remembers.)
I signed up to get a beta invite for Google Voice a couple of weeks ago. I got the invite today, and set up my account. In the setup process I was able to choose my area code and look for a mix of numbers and letters to be my phone. I ended up getting one that was a combination of my first name and birth year. Makes it easy for me to remember, anyway.
This one number can ring multiple phones at once. I was able to set up my office, cell, and home number. You can decide what rings when (weekends, nights, days, however.) While testing, Kathy immediately objected and told me to get google off our home phone.
Grant called me right away and tested it. The Google lady on the phone acts as an operator and screens the calls. She asked me if I wanted to take the call or not from “brothu Grant” which was what he said when she asked his name.
What is amazing is that someone can leave a voicemail message, and a text transcript of the voicemail message goes to youre e-mail and is text messaged to your cell phone. You can also see your voicemails over the web, like an e-mail box. In the attached snapshot you can see where Google Voice did a pretty good job of translating two messages. The little button above each message lets me listen to the original over the PC.
Look in the lower left corner. I’m accumulating credits that can be used for international long distance. I’ve already earned 10 cents.
This is extraordinary. I assume I will see and hear some ads along the way that funds all of this.
Thanks to Danny, Facebook, and Beth, we have some photos of Nicole and Beth in London and Amsterdam. Will add to this collection as they come in.
I messed up. In an attempt to kill tough winter weeds that seem to enjoy Weed-B-Gone, I used Round-Up in January. It did a pretty good job on the weeds, but it was risky, because unless the Bermuda grass is completely dormant, Round-Up will kill/damage unseen green under the brown. This tactic had worked the prior year, but I don’t think this past winter got cold enough to make the Bermuda go totally dormant. Result? I ended up with a bunch of spots where weeds once had been that did not green up.
But, the Bermuda is tough, and filling in the bare spots. I’m hoping to have the entire yard as nice as the pictured section by October. Won’t do the Round-Up thing again.
Spare feet by Claire.
Danny has been helping repair and repaint Gramalie’s deck over the past week. That got Kathy inspired. This is the second time we’ve stained the deck since Grant built it. Seems to hold up ok for about three years, but our dogs’ nails scratching off the red/brown stain make us wish we had gone with a lighter color. But it looks good for now, and the dogs are currently banned from the deck.
My only contribution was these photographs and helping Danny move the grill. I didn’t want to get in the way of the fine job the two of them were doing.
A photo gallery from the Michael Jackson tribute at the Apollo.
Two of our favorite photos:
Now Playing in the kitchen: ABC
Kathy was working in the front yard when she spotted what she thought was a dead mouse in the yard. She yelled for Danny to come handle the situation. When Danny picked it up with gloves, it wriggled and squealed. Turns out it was a baby bunny.
After further investigation (following Stout), it turns out our little killer had found six baby bunnies in the shade garden. He dug all six out, and in the process killed 5 out of 6. The 5 around the hole were all dead, but for some reason he had carried the sixth one, without harming it, to the front yard. Maybe he was feeling guilty?
Stout is a terrier, and his instincts are to dig under ground and kill varmints. This is all a repeat of a previous event a few weeks earlier where Stout found another nest and wiped it out.
To quote Kathy, Clyde has not been involved in any of this, just “aware.”
Kathy, Kelly, and Claire researched bunny care on the internet and found out that with special care, it is possible to raise and release a wild cotton tail. So for the past several days the baby bunny has been getting two feedings of kitten formula with simulated “lickings” (q-tip) to stimulate growth and digestive processes (pooping.)
If all goes well, within a few weeks, we can release the bunny into the woods… away from killer Stout.
Kathy, Kelly, Claire and I drove to Spring Hill friday in time for a mini tour of Danny’s place and the Baccalaureate mass. St. Joseph’s chapel was packed, but we were lucky to get some seats next to the choir. The setting sun made the chapel glow golden as you can see in the gallery under Stonegate.
We had a nice dinner out and attended the party on the lawn. The next morning, we got up and made it back to campus in plenty of time to witness the procession through the avenue of the oaks. The proceedings were very nice. “Like something out of the movies,” Kathy said. Terrific weather.
Danny landed a front row seat. Nicole called him from Armenia in the middle of the ceremonies to sing him “Happy Graduation Day.” After the class photos were finished, Danny declared he was ready to go home. So instead of staying for the extra day as originally planned, we all dove into our cars, got packed, and headed home. The dogs were glad to have us all back early.
That meant Kathy got to have her usual breakfast in bed for mother’s day. Claire and Kelly cooked many fruity pancakes using blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, bananas, apples, and blackberries. Gramalie went up to Athens to celebrate mother’s day and Grant’s birthday. On the way back she stopped by to see the photos of graduation, and sit on the porch for a glass of wine. We then all went out for a delicious mother’s day dinner.
A packed weekend.
