Friday, July 27, 2007

Commercial Guys I'm Totally Crushing On

1) The young William Shatner look-a-like waxing poetic about the Coors widemouth can.

2) The Holiday Inn guys--I'm such a sucker for dorks.

3) The fellows who gather together to jump in unison to help the the other fellow get that laast drop of A1 Steak Sauce from the bottle-a totally guy thing to do.

4) Of course, Mr. Priceline himself, Shatner original version.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007


was spent at a 'Grammar & Proofreading' workshop.

While I learned & re-learned plenty, there's one thing the instructor* covered that was worth the price of admission.

Ever been confused about when to use who/whom?:

Who = he; Whom = him.

*Turns out the instructor's husband passed away about two weeks before mine did. I think she's still having a tough time of it. I gave her my email** address. I hope she uses it.

**By the way, either email or Email is correct & it no longer takes a hyphen. You're welcome.

Monday, July 23, 2007

The week

looks an awful lot like a work week for someone who's supposed to be off in July.

I need to go in today and Thursday (and likely a few hours Friday) to work on a grant proposal that's due on the 30th; I'm off to a workshop tomorrow to refresh my grammar & proofreading skills & have a technical assistance meeting on Wednesday.

I see it as a blessing. If I'm off doing this, then I have a legitimate reason to avoid the housework*. Not that I can't create what I consider to be legitimate reasons anyway--'Ooh, I need to finish this book; Hey, there's a baseball game tonight. You get the picture.

*Although I was right productive with it this weekend: cleaned out two kitchen drawers, switched out the bed linens, scrubbed down the shower and washed the shower curtain & put up a new liner.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Internet Dating

is not for sissies. May I also add that if I send you my photo, for you to just fall off the face of the earth without ever responding, makes you appear to be quite the dick.

Just sayin'.

Monday, July 16, 2007

It is

definitely the dog days of summer here. It's so hot, I could melt. But I will not sweat while doing it. Because we all know, belles do not sweat, we...glisten.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

A Heckuva

storm just blew through here; knocked out the satellite, then the power. Windy enough to blow over my rollcart & I had to make a dash through the rain to keep it from drifting into the street. Fun times.

Friday, July 6, 2007


frosty mug + 3 scoops of Haagen Daz Vanilla Bean ice cream + 1 can of ice-cold A&W Root Beer = the best damn root beer float evah.

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Reading List

I'm on the fence about this one. On the one hand, it's incredibly well written. Moehringer has a wonderful way with words and vividly evokes a sense of place and the characters in it when he discusses Publicans, the bar and its patrons he says taught him how to be a man.

But there's this undercurrent of...glossing over that reminds me, and not in a good way, of James Frey's Million Little Pieces*. This feeling comes on in two places in particular in the book; early on, when he introduces us to two fellows who run a bookstore and take him under their wing, thus almost magically ensuring his entrance into Yale and later, when he reconnects with his dad, long absent from Moehringer's life. There's a particularly uncomfortable passage where Moehringer, knowing full well his dad is a raging alcoholic, almost pours the liquor down the man's throat because they're getting along so well and he doesn't want it to end.

*Which was so obviously fake I gave it a violent throw into the 'books that are dead to me' corner, which also includes 'The English Patient' and 'The Hours'.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Dinner on the 4th

A perfectly grilled burger & an ice-cold Yuengling. Hit the spot, I'm telling you.

I'm home from Daniel Island, appeased Mrs. VanAstorButt (aka the kittie) with a can of Fancy Feast and now I'm piled up on my sofa contemplating an afternoon nap.

Later today I'll probably roam about two blocks over to the sports complex for the town's annual 4th celebration. There'll be some pickin' & singin', boiled peanuts, a concert by The Tams and a jim-crack dandy fireworks show to top it all off.

Y'all stay cool and give thanks and offer up a prayer for the members of our volunteer military serving across the globe.

Sunday, July 1, 2007

The plan

for burgers and corn-on-the-cob cooked up on the grill has been shelved, due to the big ole storm cloud hovering. Instead, I found a nice piece of salmon at the Pig that I'll put under the broiler, the corn will be nuked for about six minutes and I have a nice tomato to slice.

The burgers will save until tomorrow.

The birthday party yesterday was exactly perfect; the grown-ups sat by the pool and watched all the fearless 'tweens leap off the diving board; we chowed down on hot dogs, chips and a scrumptious birthday pound cake and the little lady we were honoring zonked out during the present-opening. I did the same as soon as I got home and hit my couch.

Best time I've had in I can't say when.