Monthly Archives: September 2003

So… How many people out there got hit in the head this weekend? And how many of us remember how it happened?

I’m on the first list, but gosh darn it if I failed to qualify for the second… All I know is that I’ve got a tender spot on the back of my head and a heck of a goose egg behind my right ear. My fiancee took a look at it last night and my scalp looks a bit abraded, so it must have been quite a whack. Pity that I don’t remember any of the details…
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I really really hate flies. And, unfortunately, the house has a minor plague of fruit flies. Little annoying buggers that you can barely see, but which drift into your eyes or up your nose. I think they can smell the sugar and the fruit in the gasses that the blueberry wine is giving off as it works. They tend to congregate around the carboy, even though they can’t get into it.
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At work this morning I took a picture of a bottle of some stuff called “Bone Wax.” Despite the name, it’s not actually a polishing compound… In fact, if you do a quick Google search, you’ll learn that Bone Wax is a sterile beeswax compound that is used for hemostasis of bone.

Which means practically nothing if you don’t speak medical.

Fortunately, you’ve got me here to provide a translation.

Basically, it’s skeleton spackle.
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