Monthly Archive: May 2004

May 28

Things I’m thankful for

1) Friends and family who make sure I have crutches and food
2) a very good GP
3) Vioxx
4) My little red makeup stool with wheels, which, it turns out, is perfect for scooting around house
5) a first floor master bedroom (and bath)
6) a shower with a seat in it
7) a boss who understands why I can’t work sitting up for long stretches
8) insurance
9) a boyfriend who is coming home tonight

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May 27


Diagnosis: torn MCL (Medial Crucis Ligament).
Treatment:  RICE (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation)
Prescription:  Vioxx (anti-inflammatory.  Motrin x 10)
Prognosis:  Week (maybe more) on crutches.  Re-evaluation then.
Current Status:  Owie and chagrined.

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May 27

I’m broken

Last night at yoga I twisted my knee something fierce (nothing weird other than I didn’t get my balance well before I started a pose.  My stupidness.)  I can’t put any weight on my leg at all (thank heavens Mary, my roommate from high school, and Kim, another friend who happens to be the wife of a good friend from high school, brought me crutches)..on the way home last night I had visions of using my desk chair with wheels to try to scoot around the house.  I will be mostly in bed, with leg elevated, save for a Dr.’s appt. at 1:45. If you need me, call.

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May 26

Protected: It’s not just me

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May 25

This week’s True Value poem

Make A Key
Prune A Tree
Spray A Flea
Step In

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May 20

The fuzzlets that have nested at my house

These are the baby birdies (finchlets) that have nested in the glass Chinese latern (thanks, Pottery Barn — you are useful after all) that’s hanging on my porch.

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May 20

weird, even for me

I just finished an organic peanut butter and vanilla marshmallow sandwich on rye.

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May 18

My Very Own Meme

Via vvvexation

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May 17

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Following mckenzee‘s lead:

I’m listing the BBC’s top 100, since I do much better on it than I did the US list :)

I apparently don’t read enough of the Brontë girls…

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May 13

My very funny True Value

The True Value Hardware (Triangle True Value, as it were) has quite the sense of humor, it turns out, though I didn’t discover this until recently.

They have one of those tall lighted signs in front of the building with space on both sides for the stick-on lettering.  The one side I normally see (the sign you’d see if you were west-bound) always has some “normal” content like “Pansies: 6 for 2.00”.

Recently I’ve had occasion to see the other (eastbound traffic) side (which we see going from yoga to Chick-fil-a …yes, fast food is allowed — nay, even encouraged! (by me, anyway) — after yoga) and … it’s *hilarious*!

This week’s message:

miracle gro
clippers 4 your toe
garden hoe
step in

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May 11

My new favorite store:

I just placed an order with CD Baby, and received this confirmation email:

Your CDs have been gently taken from our CD Baby shelves with sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.

A team of 50 employees inspected your CDs and polished them to make sure they were in the best possible condition before mailing.

Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over the crowd as he put your CDs into the finest gold-lined box that money can buy.

We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of Portland waved ‘Bon Voyage!’ to your package, on its way to you, in our private CD Baby jet on this day, Tuesday, May 11th.

I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at CD Baby. We sure did.

Your picture is on our wall as “Customer of the Year”. We’re all exhausted but can’t wait for you to come back to CDBABY.COM!!

Thank you once again,

Derek Sivers, president, CD Baby

the little CD store with the best new independent music

phone: 1-800-448-6369 email:

They are my new favorite.

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May 11

Consolidated Theaters

For many years now, the closest major movie theaters to my house have been of the Consolidated variety. They’re pretty much interchangeable with any other mega-multi-plex and have their own little pre-show cartoon movie that reminds you to hush now, look for the exits (and remember that there’s one in the front of the theater too), and buy lots of candy and popcorn and soda.

Well, for the last several years the little pre-movie at Consolidated Theaters has, quite frankly, driven me batty, for several reasons:

  • The graphics were so, 1996! You could’ve gotten your average 14-year old to do something much *much* more professional
  • It featured a “space-age” (or vaguely futuristic-looking, I suppose) car zooming around a city full of snacks and trash cans and exit signs (think The Fifth Element, but much less well thought-out and with a strange Hershey’s obsession)

So none of that is particularly terrible, except for the fact that the zooming car made me dizzy! Now I love roller coasters, and tend to be unfazed by boats and other “seasickness”-inducing phenomena, so it’s not like it made me ill or anything …it was just a wee bit disorienting. And the decision to make things all swoopy (and potentially nauseating) always struck me as unwise, assuming you really did want people to go buy more popcorn or Twizzlers.

But now they’ve replaced the disorienting space chase by some sort of Battle of the Junk Foods, which, though uninspired (and not likely to cause hunger), at least looks like it was animated in the 21st century.

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May 08

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I am probably overly happy about this:
Grammar God!
You are a GRAMMAR GOD!

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May 07

A feedback we received today


We launched a new version of the search engine last week, and one of the features we implemented was Spell Check… the second block of text in the email below was in our Search Tips page. The bit that’s blue and underlined is a working link to a search-engine query (which, of course, won’t work when you’re not on the intranet).

This was the email we received:

Thought you would like to know there is a typo on your link when I clicked to get more info on your new search features. Your pages always look so professional it really stands out when there is a typo… :0)

“We noticed that several well-known internet search engines have spelling-correction features, which can be quite useful if you’re a poor typist. Inktomi, our search engine, has a spelling suggestion feature that we’ve implemented in the new search. Try searching on “documennt“, for example, to see how it works.”

Well, yeah. In order to show you how the spell check works, we sorta had to misspell a word. Sigh.

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May 06

Sad state of smoke detection

The smoke detector upstairs in my house is very “touchy.”  It’ll go off at the slightest provocation, like when I, for example, turn the oven on.  (And who can blame it really?  I mean, it’s the *oven*.  Anyway…)  I haven’t tried looking cross-eyed at it yet, but it wouldn’t surprise me if that set it off too.

This afternoon I was fixing myself a *very* belated lunch (or breakfast, depending on how you count it) of a BACT sandwich (Bacon, Avocado, Cheese & Tomato).  I have some of that Hormel-pre-cooked-in-a-bag-bacon, and it seemed a good opportunity to try it out.  Per instructions, I heated the bacon (though I think they said oven proper, and I used the toaster oven.  Oh well).  Well, bacon is a slippery beast, and one piece escaped through the toaster grate and landed on the …erm…hot thing (in an oven it’d be a coil, but this is straight, so that seems wrong, somehow).

Stinky pig-gone-way-too-far smoke poured out of the oven (causing me to panic and open the oven door *before* finding the tongs to remove the bacon.  Not, perhaps, my wisest choice ever, but the bacon deities were watching over me and the pig did not erupt into flames (which it would have had every right to do at that point).  While the voice of Bill Cosby (Bill Cosby Himself; watch it if you haven’t.  Tres funny) ran through my head, I grabbed the tongs and rescued (can you say rescue if it’s way too late for the rescuee?) or maybe just retrieved the bacon, and doused it in the sink.

Through all this, not a *peep* from the smoke alarm.

I should probably have that checked out, eh?

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