Random thoughts on a random day...

And the walls came tumbling down...

I remember the fall of the Berlin Wall -- but I don't remember it vividly. You know how some things seem like they happened yesterday? Well, this is one of those things that seems like it was much longer ago than twenty years. But there's nothing quite like witnessing folks experiencing freedom.

She's a very kinky girl...the kind you can't take home to mutha...

I can't get the song Superfreak out of my head. They were playing it the other day at Zaxby's (it's a restaurant -- fast-food but they take a little longer...). They must have had a 70s songs on a loop but, out of all the tunes, it had to be Superfreak which won't leave me alone.

Uneasy the head who wears the crown...

Okay, it's not my head, it's my tooth. Finally, the insurance company has okayed the crown and I'll start the process on Wednesday. I'm not sure what the process actually is but I have a feeling it's not a one-day thing. My tooth has started to bother me a little bit so I'm ready to get it over with but I'm not looking foward to it at all. But you can't have it both ways so come Wednesday, I'll be in the chair of torture...

Gotta' get through this...

I've been trying for several days now to get through the first chapter of Geraldine Brook's People of the Book. I'm afraid that lately I'm People of the Nap, which is not conducive to reading.

Fall is in the air...

Not around here, it isn't. We had a couple of chilly days a few weeks ago but, right now, the high has been in the 70s during the day. I will admit that that is much better than the 90s we have during the summer but I am ready for cold weather. Or at least cooler weather. Seriously, we're going to have to think about retiring north instead of south. Of course, there's not much farther south we can go.

Volleyball already...

Carrie tried out for the traveling team over the weekend -- try-outs are next weekend, too. She'll make the cut but we're both a little dismayed because there's a girl who wasn't supposed to be playing this year that will be after all. For those old enough to remember, the name Eddie Haskell says it all. And the apple didn't fall very far from the tree. Lord give me the ability to retain my usually pleasant demeanor...

There's always a first one...

I got a book today from Paperbackswap which was in poor condition. PBS has rules set up about what condition a book should be in -- common-sense things like no water damage, the cover can't be torn, no writing inside the book (other than on the inside cover). Anyway, this one looked to be water damaged and the front cover was about halfway off from the spine. I can't, in good conscience, put it back on the site to swap so it'll eventually go in a giveaway pile. It's still readable but that's about it. Anyway, after swapping a lot of books, this is the first one that's really been in less than stellar condition. It always makes me wonder why some people think that rules apply to everybody but themselves.

Just wondering...

Why didn't they call the H1N1 flu virus the H101G1?

But not funny...

The six year old niece of one of the regular posters on my forum is very sick, with what is probably H1N1, and is being transferred to Johns Hopkins. If you are a praying person, please add her to your prayers.

Also, I have an aunt who's not doing well. She's 89 and my mother's one remaining sibling. Hopefully, we'll be able to go for a visit in the next couple of weeks.

And, of course, keep those prayers coming for the folks at Fort Hood and while you're at it...

Call a jihad a jihad...

Political correctness has officially gone too far.