Monday, May 28, 2007

How I spent my weekend

I've been in dog agilty land. The crappy Durham paper ran an article Sunday about what I did over my three-day weekend (click the link soon because the Herald-Sun expires its links ... probably just as well). Really kind of a sucky article, but that's what we expect from the Herald-Sun. Their website is a clunky piece of crap, too.

Can you tell I'm really, really tired?

Monday, May 21, 2007


Thanks be to Scott, aka Mr. Garlic, who gave me a bunch of plants out of his garden. (Poor things are probably so disappointed at where they've ended up.) I'm really impressed because he actually knows the names of eveything that's growing in his yard, and even seems to have planted most of it on purpose. At any rate, I spent most of yesterday planting things, got really tired and decided that aside from routine-maintenance stuff I'm satiated as far as yard work goes. I'm good for the rest of the season. Weeds love me.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

The five Ws

Who: Me
What: Radio
Where: WXDU, 88.7 FM or
Why: Because we like you
When: Tonight, 8-10 pm eastern time

Go, speed pace car

Whilst returning from a weekend agility trial out in the wild wild west (Fletcher, NC), Mr. Pants and I espied a car sporting a Durham Pace Car bumper sticker on I-85. It was speeding.

In all fairness, we were not in Durham, but somewhere near Haw River. Maybe it was enjoying a pace car holiday, feeling the wind in its grill and stretching its tires a bit before coming back to calm the mean streets of Durham.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Torn and conflicted ....

On one hand, I'm disgusted by Paris Hilton; on the other hand, I hate The Man and instinctively want to free whomever he wants to jail. I don't know what to do. Advice?

Tuesday, May 08, 2007


Originally uploaded by Mr. Gomez.

I only wrote this entry because I wanted to show off this fab shot of bluebirds taken by Mr. Pants. I may as well toss in a link to more info about bluebirds while I'm at it.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Hello, I'm from the government and I'm here to help you

So yesterday a couple of trucks full of guys in bright orange vests showed up in front of our house, and they spent the day digging a big hole in the middle of our street, covering it with two massive steel plates when quitting time came. The plates are similar in color to the street and not readily visible from afar, and the guys in orange vests didn't leave any cones or signs saying "Slow! Massive steel plates ahead!" So now, if I get bored, I can go sit on my porch and watch the people speeding down my street (speed limit 25 mph) get a look of terror on their face and hit the brakes as they try to avoid hitting the approximately 3-inch thick plate at 45 mph. I actually did the Nelson Laugh to one guy, but his windows were up and he didn't hear me.

I'll be very sad when they take my massive steel plates away.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

bunch of lunch

grilled swiss on rye with sauerkraut

A few months ago a co-worker brought a George Foreman grill into the office because she didn't want it anymore and she thought perhaps someone might want to make grilled cheese sandwiches on it. So yesterday I forgot the frozen burrito that was to become my lunch, and I figured it was an opportunity to put ol' George Foreman to the test. So I went to store and bought some fixings, and now I can say that George makes a damn fine grilled cheese. But it wasn't just any old grilled cheese, it was a grilled swiss on rye with sauerkraut. Did I invent a new sandwich, or has this been done before? It's sort of like a Reuben without the corned beef and that awful thousand island dressing. Damn tasty. It's my new favorite sandwich.

if it is a new sandwich, I need to give it a name. Any suggestions?

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

And the band goes with rhythm like hell!

My things are plural; my stuff is singular. Thanks, England, for giving us such a nifty language!

I'll be polluting the airwaves (and webstreams) tonight from 8-10 pm. Eighty-eight point seven eff em if you're local, like really local; if you're not so much local. I wish that I would be able to mix the explosive mixture with the necessary degree of healthy aggression, but alas, neither wxdu nor I own a copy of Romano Hip Hop just yet. I'm working to alleviate that problem.

Also, go buy your ticket to the Preservation Durham 11th Annual Old Durham Tour this Saturday. You get to go inside people's houses, which is always fun. Plus, you will get a copy of the gorgeous 68-page tour booklet which, I happen to know for a fact, kicks ass. If you discover any typos or other errors in it I don't want to know about them.