Just a test post

Apparently landscape mode works with the Blogpress app now making it easier to type error free. Seems to work slick.

How about a random pic to even out the posting.


It’s a long way down from half way up Diedre

— Posted a la iPod

A New Year…

Carmen graced us with her presence as we rang in the new year. Pasta á la France, French wine, lots of conversation and Season Two of the Muppets were the highlights of the evening.

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Leslie points out that she has more books than anyone else in the room.

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After a few drinks Carmen started to get a bit fuzzy.

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We ended the eating portion of the evening with a cake that someone apparently made with no flour. Hmmmm, I guess she was too cheap to buy flour?

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Pedro, who by all accounts used to be a sweet and loving kitten, takes out her rage on innocent bystanders, tearing through their clothing to draw blood and feed her voracious appetite for mayhem because that is the only world she was ever exposed to.

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The holidays consisted of family feuds, a new 37″ Sharp Aquos, A repaired dishwasher, a broken (then replaced) garage door opener, some great company, a new lamp, being spoiled by family and friends, relaxing, just enough wine, and a fairly clean house. To quote someone often wiser than I: “It was gooood!”

Here’s wishing all a great year and hopefully plenty of love, life and laughter.

P.S. Carmen and Leslie want me to journal the Summer of 08 so that will have to be on my agenda for soon.

Quick Update

I think I will change the Twitter setting to weekly. Its still too much noise::content ratio. Xmas has come and gone and no new toys for the computer…yet. Zak made yakatori and chocolate paté with raspberry coulis:

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I scammed a bunch of new goblets (designed for cabernet and/or merlot) and an awesome thing called a vinturi to aerate my wine without having to let it stand. That and some few bottles of vino and I am set.

One of the bottles was actually a tetra pack called French Rabbit


Only time will tell…

Fading

Fading

Time fades
Memory fades
Thoughts fade

Clarity fades
Vision fades
Certainties fade

Your mind fades
Your view loses focus
Your connections unravel

Sometimes you wonder,
why

on occasion of realizing my brain is screwed and I can no longer type or write coherently

— Post From My iPod