Yesterday was one of those time-shifted days. I did some early-morning grocery shopping before the kids got up, and we didn’t get around to eating breakfast until almost noon, which is when Becky finally got up.
We went to the laundromat to wash the sleeping bag I loaned Becky three weeks ago (“Here’s the sleeping bag, Dad.. I accidentally left a wet towel in there”), and did some other household stuff. “Lunch” was at Subway at about 5:00 pm, followed by a stop at the new Ashby’s Sterling ice cream shop in downtown AH and a stroll through the new park.
The season finale of The Simpsons was great, with Bart and Homer converting to Catholicism.
Later in the evening, we watched the original Superman movie and pondered the age-old (well, since 1978 anyway) question of what would really happen if Superman were able to spin the earth in reverse on its axis. While we agreed that events wouldn’t happen in reverse (although how cool would that be?), the force of the earth losing its momentum, grinding to a halt, and turning the other way would cause everything to fly off the surface, the oceans would slosh over everything (a mega-seiche, if you will), and the reorientation of the planet’s gravitational forces would mess up our solar system bigtime.
Okay, it’s just a movie. Back to reality:
No squirrels as of Monday morning. I’m going to hold off on waving the victory sign for now.
My new living room window is supposed to be installed on Thursday (it was raining last Monday, the original scheduled date). I hope I don’t have to do too much drywall work afterwards.
I’m now in the process of loading up my web sites in FrontPage, which is running within VirtualPC on my Mac. We’ll see just how ridiculously slow this little setup works. I really hate FrontPage, but until I (a) have the time to recode things by hand (unlikely ever) or (2) can afford Dreamweaver or GoLive (someday), it’s gonna have to do.
Northern Exposure Volume Three is ready for pre-ordering. This was the first full season I watched when it first aired, and I associate most of these episodes with the days leading up to and through the arrival of Chick #1: I don’t think Becky remembers too much of those days, though.
The “Miscellaneous” file is now clean. Back to your regularly scheduled programming. (I feel like Paul Harvey right now.)
Good day.