On music, business, and gadgets
Fox News keeps recycling the music that they used for the week after September 11th, when they showed endless loops of the second plane hitting the WTC. Every time I hear it I flash back onto that period of time and snap my head to the TV expecting to see planes hitting buildings.
Once again I’ve gotten my days all jumbled and spent all day today thinking it was Tuesday. I realized around 9 pm that it was Thursday and my cruise leaves a week from today. It also means that I’m not going to get the quilt done on time, damnit, nor am I going to be able to make it to my nephew’s Eagle Scout ceremony. I’m bummed about missing it, but we’d have to corral the kids, drive to San Antonio (1.5 hours) for the ceremony, leave there around 10 pm then drive anouther 3.5-4 hours to Houston and show up on my in-laws’ doorstep in the wee small hours, then get the kids up at 7:30 the next morning to go to work with their grandparents and then us drive the 1.5 hours from Houston to Galveston that morning.
The good news is that we have a contract on our old house and closing is scheduled for 4/28. And it’s at a price we’re happy with. The bad news is that next weekend is the cruise, the weekend after we’re going back to Houston for Easter, so we’re going to have to leave the kids there again in order to come back and clean out the garage, which is filled with 10 metric assloads of junk. The buyers are being really weird and got upset when we said they couldn’t have the microwave, and they wanted us to drop the price on the house because they plan to add on another 1000 square feet or so and need the money (which is my problem because…?). They told their realtor to tell our realtor to make sure that we get the grass mowed before closing. Wonder if they want us to leave the lawnmower for them, too.
I got this adapter thingie for my GPS and some software called MacGPS Pro that lets me download just about any map, calibrate it, and do live tracking from my GPS to my laptop. I got this big old map of the Gulf of Mexico to use for the cruise. It only took me three hours to figure out how latitude and longitude works. Somewhat.
By the way, that dream I posted earlier? I really did dream that, this afternoon while I napped. The son was played by William Hurt, probably because I saw a production of him in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. The father was kind of like John Huston, and the kid was anonymous.
April 4th, 2003 at 1:55 am
I wonder if they can sneak in a cause saying you must come back to mow the lawn every week…