This is a cat toy. It may not realize that it’s a cat toy, but that is the eventual destiny of any winged flapping insect in a house with two cats.
Either that or someone in the neighborhood kidnapped a pair of tiny singing twins from a remote pacific island…
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Got some cool feedback on the old Pumpkin Wine entry from some folks at the University of Minnesota’s Enology program. I had no idea that there was a group out there with the daunting (but tasty!) task of trying to coax a viable wine grape industry out of the frozen Minnesota soil.
All kidding aside, I’d love to see how things go for them… Some of the Michigan wineries have had to overcome the poor weather conditions, and they produce some really good stuff.
Personally, I like the idea of having hundreds of locally brewed wines. It’s just really cool… I ran into that in Switzerland at the Transplant Games a couple of years ago. One of the hospitals cafeterias served wine from grapes grown on the premises…
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We’re sending out the last big batch of invitations! The only ones left are some stragglers that we have address questions about. The out of town guests got a quick little Survival Guide that should help them find their way around. It’s tough finding a good map of downtown Ann Arbor… The best one I was able to track down was from the Ann Arbor Visitor’s Bureau, and it’s got a fairly hideous selection of colors.
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Popped into my head this morning… I don’t know why.
“Spyder Spyder burning bright,
In the waterspout of night.
What itsy bitsy hand or eye,
Could frame thy washed-out symmetry?”
Sorry about that.
Tagged Personal Blather
The next batch of invitations should be heading out as soon as we’re done with the last insert… Y’see, we’re putting together an out-of-town wedding guest “Survival Guide” with information on hotels & such… It’ll also have a list of phone numbers to call if people get lost, and a list of planned events…
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Well, it took a lot of Friday and it’s left me in great pain, but the upstairs bathroom has a shiny new floor! That’s right, no more red rosin paper over tar glue… We’ve got lovely self-adhesive parquet wood over brand-spanking new plywood.
I actually started work on this quite a while ago. The upstairs bathroom had been carpeted, which is one of the stupidest things one can do to a place where water spills are a practical certainty. I yanked the carpet out, and discovered that it had been tacked down on top of linoleum tile. Said tile was in a sorry state – detaching from the plywood underneath – so up it came.
Once the tile was out of the way, I could see that the plywood had suffered some serious water damage. The wood was de-laminating where the glue had dissolved, mostly in front of the sink or around the toilet. Unfortunately, I hadn’t realized just how big a job I was letting myself in for at the time, so I covered the exposed plywood with red rosin paper and put the project on hold.
Fast forward to last Thursday. That’s when a leak developed around the base of the toilet. Since this is the only working bathroom in the house, it now became a serious issue. I’d been planning on spending Friday getting wedding stuff done, but it was time to put on my remodeling hat before we found ourselves, literally, without a pot to pee in.
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I’m taking a vacation day to get some work done.
That sounds very odd now that I think of it…
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Heading off to lunch today I saw someone who had made the mistake of wearing hip-hugger bell-bottom jeans and clogs. She probably didn’t realize it was a mistake until she stepped out of her clog. In her haste to put her clog back on, she trapped the bottom of her pants between her foot and her shoe, in such a way that the next step she took nearly yanked her pants down.
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Is there some rule, like the Five Second Rule that applies to clothing rather than food? At what point does a removed shirt change from a prop in a seductive striptease to a pile of dirty laundry?
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Driving in this morning I spotted something on a side street that freaked me out for a minute. It looked like a guy, in full motorbike gear, zipping along the sidewalk at roughly knee level. He was a block away and behind a row of parked cars, so I couldn’t see what he was riding, but he was nearly matching the speed of car traffic on Washtenaw. When it got to an intersection, I was able to spot that he was scooting along on a tiny racing motorcycle.
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