Well, in today's N&O Lifestyles section, there is a long, very sad story about the family's experience.
I fixed a Sausage and Cheddar Omelet for us for breakfast this morning. Robert did the dishes. Sweet.
And speaking of sweet, afterwards we had sliced, fresh strawberries, with a little sugar sprinkled on them, and doused in Cool Whip.
A couple of the blurbs in the Noted feature of The Week:
This is one of the myriad of reasons that our U.S. elections appall me:
|Rudy Giuliani spent nearly $60 million on his presidential campaign, and won only one delegate. Newsweek|
I did not know this. I guess it's news in itself that such a thing could happen without my hearing about it:
|Oregon last week became the ninth state to recognize gay domestic partnerships. Connecticut, Vermont, New Hampshire, New Jersey, Maine, California, Washington, and Hawaii also recognize gay civil unions. USA Today|
In the annals of You might be gay if...
|You might be gay if in your on-line profile you describe your eye color as brown/mocha.|
I met Kevin (av8rdude) at the gym at 1:30, where he lifted and I did my usual cardio routine.
Today's workout statistics:
Over in bratman's blog, I saw this, and about came on the spot:
This afternoon, I added some cocktail sauce to my shrimp salad, and oh my god. It's delicious now! Yum. Yum. Yum.
The Mostly Social Book Club met tonight at the Barnes & Noble out at The Streets at Southpoint. It was a nice gathering, and we actually decided on our next book, The Shipping News, which I actually read in my other book club in 1995. It's by the same author who wrote Brokeback Mountain.
Since it was on the way home, I stopped by my IBM office to print a bunch of stuff. The last time I was actually in the office was January 24th—almost a month ago. It didn't appear as if it had missed me.
Back home, in bed, I listened to several chapters of In Cold Blood on my iPod. The perps have finally been captured.
Then, I fell asleep listening to some Nora Jones.