Stuck at work today...Here's me sailing last weekend. Well sort of sailing. More like reclining. This picture does not capture the heel of the sailboat very well, probably because the photographer is also heeled. I'm actually leaning on the mast at pretty close to a 45 degree angle.
On a more somber note, both Red Fish II and Blue Fish are deceased. I was going to write, "My fish died"...leaving the reader to wonder which fish died...or did both fish die? But I thought that would be making light of this tragic situation. A coworker at the old building told me that the deaths were due to the high levels of clomiphene in the Costa Mesa water supply. I thought clomiphene would make them fertile, and give them strong fish bones, but I guess I was wrong.
In automobile news, the Cruiser received it's first dent a couple of weeks ago. I believe the dent may have occurred on my first day at work in Costa Mesa. Amongst the BMWs, Lexi, and Mercedes In Irvine, I had the crappiest car in the lot; no such luck here in Costa Mesa.
So I called Vince at Dents No More. Paintless dent removal seemed like a hoax, but for $75, why not give it a try? There's no point in posting the after pictures, as dents are very difficult to photograph well...but that dent is gone.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
This is not Red Fish II, though it looks so much like Red Fish II, you will not know the difference.
Nico bought me a pair of Bettas for Valentine's day (2005, I think I bought her a vacuum cleaner). Red Fish and Blue Fish...except I don't think their names are supposed to be capitalized. No matter. Red Fish (I) had a habit of jumping out of his bowl, and perhaps this contributed to his early demise. I recently replaced him with Red Fish II (not pictured above). The two fish are quite popular in my new department, as they are evidently the only fish in the building. Blue Fish did not appreciate all the visitors, and requested that I place a sign out front: "Kindly refrain from tapping on our home; we promise, we are not dead." Previously, I thought only 8 year olds tapped on fish bowls/aquariums. I guess I was wrong.
As an aside, naming fish is always a bad idea. You feel much worse when they die. Also, if they don't have names, you can replace them with identical looking fish, and after a couple of weeks you will forget that the new fish is not the original. I felt safe with Red Fish and Blue Fish, as the names were just descriptions...but it seemed wrong to give the new fish the same name...hence: Red Fish II.
Nico bought me a pair of Bettas for Valentine's day (2005, I think I bought her a vacuum cleaner). Red Fish and Blue Fish...except I don't think their names are supposed to be capitalized. No matter. Red Fish (I) had a habit of jumping out of his bowl, and perhaps this contributed to his early demise. I recently replaced him with Red Fish II (not pictured above). The two fish are quite popular in my new department, as they are evidently the only fish in the building. Blue Fish did not appreciate all the visitors, and requested that I place a sign out front: "Kindly refrain from tapping on our home; we promise, we are not dead." Previously, I thought only 8 year olds tapped on fish bowls/aquariums. I guess I was wrong.
As an aside, naming fish is always a bad idea. You feel much worse when they die. Also, if they don't have names, you can replace them with identical looking fish, and after a couple of weeks you will forget that the new fish is not the original. I felt safe with Red Fish and Blue Fish, as the names were just descriptions...but it seemed wrong to give the new fish the same name...hence: Red Fish II.
Monday, March 13, 2006
I bought this new bicycle earlier this year, and it has been hanging in the garage. All that changed today, when I officially became a commuter. Had I known I would be riding to work (as opposed to competing on the circuit) I might have bought a more practical bike...oh well. I've loaded it up pretty well. I'll post a picture when I have one...probably when those bastards at Amazon decide to send my camera.
In unrelated news: Does anybody have any guesses as to who will not be asking me to write a shopping list ever again?
P.S. To the best of my knowledge, I am not schizophrenic.
In unrelated news: Does anybody have any guesses as to who will not be asking me to write a shopping list ever again?
P.S. To the best of my knowledge, I am not schizophrenic.
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