I know…
that the bone-in pork loin roast I’m currently smoking in the back yard is going to taste good.
that my daughter is very happy because I forgave her debt.
forgiveness of debt causes thankfulness.
that, barring some unforseen cataclysm or the return of Christ, I’ll be working R7 tomorrow.
Uh… that’s about it I guess.
Hey everyone, want to fight hunger?
If you said, yes, then bless you.
But please, please, please, remember that there are better ways to exercise your desire to relieve the suffering of others than to leave food out at your mailbox tomorrow. One of those better ways is to take the food yourself to a service organization of your choice, which is what the USPS is going to do with it anyway.
Sure, as a substitute mail carrier I should probably be promoting Stamp Out Hunger day, the postal service’s annual food drive. And I would, too, if it was a good idea, which it isn’t.
It is one of the worst days of the year for your carrier. It promises to be especially bad here in the northeast as rain is in the forecast for today and tomorrow, and people generally do not think about the consequences of putting twenty cans of food in a paper bag and resting that bag in the rain on the already soggy ground around their mailbox, with a couple of cardboard boxes of macaroni and cheese on top, of course.
I’ll be on Route 7 tomorrow. Hopefully the weather will discourage people from being generous.
Yes, I know that I’m like the last person in the known universe to hear about this, but I’m catching up on episodes of The Guild, an web sitcom about gamers by gamers for gamers everyone. Each episode is three minutes long so catching up is quite easy.
I was hooked before the end of the first episode.
I’ve already learned new terms like
AFK (away from keyboard)
and also “doorstepped,” as in, I’ve doorstepped some of this blog’s readers.
So, like, watch the guild. Put down the controller, step away from the keyboard, and watch The Guild.
We’re just back from the spring band concert at the middle school. Both daughters were involved in it.
The seventh and eighth grade band played Ashokan Farewell as one of their numbers. It was pretty good, though the daughter who is in that band said it wasn’t their best of the night, an opinion shared by my wife as well, but not by me.
Here’s a sample of Ashokan Farewell, played by the Brass Works Band. It’s a nice piece of music.
 | Will on ouchie! |
 | Stephen on ouchie! |
 | Ron Wilkes on canlessness |
| Ron Wilkes on ouchie! |
 | Jim on r3 |
 | Denise on ‘it was pretty easy to t… |
 | Brian on r3 |
| Brian on r3 |
| Brian on r3 |
| Jim on stamp this! |
