Wednesday, June 04, 2008
My thoughts on the upcoming election. It looks like Angelfood Cake is going to win, although supporters of yellow cake with chocolate frosting and of the coconut cake are still pressing their case. Cakes never like to lose.
In other news, I had a strange dream about my evil grandmother last night. I was at her house looking for pictures of my father as a child (evil grandmother destroyed most of those, so we only have a couple). Wasn't that a fascinating anecdote?
I awoke to the sound of the swamp cooler on Sandy's casita making a particularly annoying screechy noise so I had to get up at 4:00 AM, put the ladder up to the roof, climb up, and oil it. I didn't fall off and kill myself, which is fortunate.
Forrest brought over an office chair and it is now officially Joey's chair. She loves sitting on it so I guess it is hers until Forrest asks for it back.
Tomorrow I get to sit inside the nice air-conditioned office. It was very hot and noisy and windy and dusty at the dig site today, with the giant earthmovers roaring by (I look up every once in a while to see if the cute guy is driving by, and whenever he is I think about the two stories his co-worker shared with me about him).
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In other news, I had a strange dream about my evil grandmother last night. I was at her house looking for pictures of my father as a child (evil grandmother destroyed most of those, so we only have a couple). Wasn't that a fascinating anecdote?
I awoke to the sound of the swamp cooler on Sandy's casita making a particularly annoying screechy noise so I had to get up at 4:00 AM, put the ladder up to the roof, climb up, and oil it. I didn't fall off and kill myself, which is fortunate.
Forrest brought over an office chair and it is now officially Joey's chair. She loves sitting on it so I guess it is hers until Forrest asks for it back.
Tomorrow I get to sit inside the nice air-conditioned office. It was very hot and noisy and windy and dusty at the dig site today, with the giant earthmovers roaring by (I look up every once in a while to see if the cute guy is driving by, and whenever he is I think about the two stories his co-worker shared with me about him).
