- Every weekday I spend here in my ancestral home, I can probably be found watching Little House on the Prairie from 1-2 p.m. I forgot how delightful that show is. Perhaps I have a newfound understanding of it all because my travels back to the homeland take me not so far from Walnut Grove, MN, where the show was ostensibly located.
- I caved and bought a GPS unit. My shiny new Garmin nüvi 200W will be arriving in the mail on Wednesday. Now, I will have a pretty box that tells me to drive straight for seven hours when I head back to Sioux Falls next week. This marks the first full-fledged gadget acquisition since the Nintendo Wii in October and prior to that, the Nintendo DS last March. For the record, replacement gadgets like the Treo 755p and the 42" LCD do not count, as prior ownership of their predecessors diminishes the fun factor. Acquisition is always more entertaining than reacquistion and deserves a separate category.
- I also caved and finally bought prescription sunglasses. Now I won't be forced to wear my contacts when I ride my bike or drive on sunny days. This is not exciting for you, but it is exciting for me. Perhaps I will post a photo with them on and subject myself to your opinions. After all, Lens Crafters lets you return stuff for 30 days, no questions asked.
- In high school and college, I went through six boxes of contacts in a year. Now, I go through six boxes in about six years.
- Santa was good to me, and as requested, did most of her shopping at home furnishings stores. I look forward to wielding my salad spinner and crock pot often.
- I forgot how much I dislike winter, but not enough to undo any of the decisions that put me back in the middle of it.
- A few days ago, I listened to Young M.C.'s magnum opus, Stone Cold Rhymin', in its entirety. Definitely dated, but still some brilliant stuff in there. Then again, he's got an econ degree from USC. Most rappers today can't even get into community college. Also, he is not to be confused with this guy, who showed up for years as "Young, M.C." on the office directory in North Hall:
Not that this Young, M.C. wasn't also cool. Some rockin' good times were had in the honors section of Poli Sci 230, Politics in Multicultural Societies. Not so much rhymin' - more like stone cold intellectual discoursin'. But together we slayed the beast that is UW-Madison's ethnic studies requirement. And he never sent me to the principal's office.
- For your feel-good holiday blurb, this article about my cousin ran just before Christmas in the closest thing Green Bay has to a paper of record. I've never held the Lombardi trophy and Brett Favre doesn't know me by name, so as Green Bay goes, my cousin's got way more street cred than I do.
- Watching Chris Hansen bust sex predators on Dateline will never stop being hilarious. Also, the college girl they hire to play the part of the victim is hot.
- I caved and bought a GPS unit. My shiny new Garmin nüvi 200W will be arriving in the mail on Wednesday. Now, I will have a pretty box that tells me to drive straight for seven hours when I head back to Sioux Falls next week. This marks the first full-fledged gadget acquisition since the Nintendo Wii in October and prior to that, the Nintendo DS last March. For the record, replacement gadgets like the Treo 755p and the 42" LCD do not count, as prior ownership of their predecessors diminishes the fun factor. Acquisition is always more entertaining than reacquistion and deserves a separate category.
- I also caved and finally bought prescription sunglasses. Now I won't be forced to wear my contacts when I ride my bike or drive on sunny days. This is not exciting for you, but it is exciting for me. Perhaps I will post a photo with them on and subject myself to your opinions. After all, Lens Crafters lets you return stuff for 30 days, no questions asked.
- In high school and college, I went through six boxes of contacts in a year. Now, I go through six boxes in about six years.
- Santa was good to me, and as requested, did most of her shopping at home furnishings stores. I look forward to wielding my salad spinner and crock pot often.
- I forgot how much I dislike winter, but not enough to undo any of the decisions that put me back in the middle of it.
- A few days ago, I listened to Young M.C.'s magnum opus, Stone Cold Rhymin', in its entirety. Definitely dated, but still some brilliant stuff in there. Then again, he's got an econ degree from USC. Most rappers today can't even get into community college. Also, he is not to be confused with this guy, who showed up for years as "Young, M.C." on the office directory in North Hall:
Not that this Young, M.C. wasn't also cool. Some rockin' good times were had in the honors section of Poli Sci 230, Politics in Multicultural Societies. Not so much rhymin' - more like stone cold intellectual discoursin'. But together we slayed the beast that is UW-Madison's ethnic studies requirement. And he never sent me to the principal's office.
- For your feel-good holiday blurb, this article about my cousin ran just before Christmas in the closest thing Green Bay has to a paper of record. I've never held the Lombardi trophy and Brett Favre doesn't know me by name, so as Green Bay goes, my cousin's got way more street cred than I do.
- Watching Chris Hansen bust sex predators on Dateline will never stop being hilarious. Also, the college girl they hire to play the part of the victim is hot.
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