Archive for September, 2002

Getting pretty nervous

Monday, September 9th, 2002

They’re cutting me tomorrow. I just took a big blue Valium because I’m so nervous about it that at dinner tonight my hands were shaking so badly that I literally couldn’t butter my bread properly. Hub has been so sweet, trying to jolly me out of my apprehension.
I hate hospitals, I hate [...]

Scenes from a restaurant

Monday, September 9th, 2002

Dumbass annoying lady at next table: No, no, Caro’s the one with the oxygen tank, Necie is the one who’s really sweet.
Dumbass #2: Oh, that’s me, that’s me!
DALANT: cell phone rings loudly and prolongedly.
DALANT: Yeah, you know, there were pregnant women on the plane and it was so sad it made me cry. You [...]

All right, okay…

Monday, September 9th, 2002

That maybe was a little mean. Here, look at this picture. Really, I promise, it’s safe. Cross my heart.
They’re mine. Aren’t they cute?

Forgot to mention

Sunday, September 8th, 2002

About that black widow thing. The day we left, the one in the cow skull on the table outside on the patio had had babies. There were literally hundreds of baby black widow spiders scuttling around in the skull.
And we didn’t just see one scorpion in the house - there was the (giant) [...]

A lesson about seasons

Sunday, September 8th, 2002

This is September. September is still considered in the summer season, at least until the 21st. Summer means hot. It means school starts and football season starts and Labor Day and the last swims in the lake. It is not even a little bit cold in September. Sometimes there are [...]

Oy

Sunday, September 8th, 2002

Haven’t had much to say lately. Last Thursday we went to Houston, dropped off the kids, drove 4 hours to south Texas Friday, stayed until Monday, went back to Houston, left back for Austin on Tuesday, then back to Houston for the baby’s first birthday yesterday, then back to Austin today. The kids [...]

Things that make you go hmm

Friday, September 6th, 2002

Is it just me, or does the American Idol single sound a lot like John Ashcroft’s “Let the Eagle Soar” song?

Brains!

Wednesday, September 4th, 2002

A beheaded body can take 32 steps, in case you were curious.
eBay spoof from one of those wacky politian guys.
One should not weightlift with one’s penis.
These games are amazing and provided hours of intelligent entertainment for me back in the early 90’s.

Did I invite you?

Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002

We spent this weekend at the ranch, doing general ranchy stuff like drinking (good lord, we played quarters, even - haven’t done that in 10 years), taking rides (one night we got very close to an alligator that was swimming in a tank), shooting lots of guns, fishing, eating good food, and basically unwinding.
We did [...]

I’m alive!

Monday, September 2nd, 2002

We’ve been out of town for a few days, hence the lack of updates. Right now I’m blogging from my Palm, which takes forever, so I won’t have much to say. I do have a couple of really cool pictures to post when we get home.