by wrinkler on September 2, 2010
That’s a terrible title, isn’t it? And it lets you know that this post isn’t about fun stuff.
At least, not fun stuff for Buster.
I’ve mentioned before that he’s a little territorial about the front door. Also, very barky, which is a colossal pain in the area. Especially when what he’s barking at is a dog [...]
by wrinkler on September 1, 2010
I’ve mentioned that I have Danish clients. Usually, their emails are in Daneglish. But here’s a copy of an email I received this morning:
This clearly meant one of two things.
1. Someone sent or received an e-mail about something that might have something to do with something I wrote.
2. The sender included my email address by [...]
by wrinkler on August 18, 2010
I occasionally think about being a food blogger for no particular reason.
One of the problems with me being a food blogger is that I would have to apply heat to food. I rarely do this. But, yesterday, I did.
So I made a practice food blog.
I’m not going to tell you what I made. I’ll tell [...]
by wrinkler on August 10, 2010
Then:
Now:
I want to care. I should care.
But I’m ignoring the call light and going out for a cigarette.
by wrinkler on July 9, 2010
I want to show you something. But I don’t want you to actually be able to see it because it’s disgusting. So here it is, small version:
This is the remains of breakfast. Except for the cherry tomato, which went through the dishwasher last night.
This week, our garbage company started curbside composting. We can now dump [...]
by wrinkler on June 21, 2010
Yesterday afternoon, I heard music outside. I thought it was our new neighbors.
It got louder. And it had a ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ beat. I thought that was pretty cool of our neighbors, because they look like more of an alternative crowd. I like raagas a lot.
The music got louder. And LOUDER. It sounded like our neighbors [...]
by wrinkler on June 3, 2010
Not me.
I will not whine about the weather. Even though the last sunny day was on May 16. Even though the weatherman keeps using the word ‘unseasonable’ in relationship to things like temperatures, precipitation, and wind.
No, I will not whine.
I will let my tomato do it for both of us.
by wrinkler on June 1, 2010
We’ve already established that I’m a technology slut.
(Yes, spammers, I used the word “slut” in this post. The spam filter on the Wrinklecomments awaits your onslaught of offers for Cialis. Knock yourselves out.)
I love finding new ways to play with technology. This weekend, I figured out how to:
1. Make stuff on my Macbook play on [...]
by wrinkler on May 25, 2010
About a week ago, I was whining about not getting peas into the garden on time. One of the points I made was that there aren’t any do-overs in gardening; I missed prime pea-planting season. Ergo, no peas.
Ha.
Double ha.
Since I wrote that, it’s been pea season around here. Pure March weather. Gray, cool, and wet. [...]
by wrinkler on May 17, 2010
Here’s our garden so far this year:
By this time last year, I had already planted artichokes, asparagus, quinoa, wheat, corn, coffee, and soybeans.
Not really.
But I had planted peas, lettuce, arugula, and spinach well before now. On Saturday, I stuck some peas and lettuce in the ground and wished them well. I found a couple of [...]