by wrinkler on December 7, 2010
OK.
I just can’t take a picture of it. I don’t have mad photography skillz. I tried, and it turned out like this:
What I want to show you is what’s just around the corner from my house. I can see it from my office window.
It’s one of those Christmas lights extravaganzas: about a thousand per square [...]
by wrinkler on September 22, 2010
I have hay fever. I get it in June. Or May. Sometime in the spring. Regular old pollen time.
And, apparently, I also have hay fever in late September. I started sneezing and itching on Sunday. Yesterday and this morning, I used the steroid nasal spray that’s been sitting in the cupboard since June. Or May.
Ah, [...]
by wrinkler on May 26, 2010
Why does a perfectly good sock up and do this mid-way through a walk?
(Notice this PM is not about why I am wearing long running pants at the end of May. That mystery was unraveled yesterday. I have sworn off all pea-related whining.)
I start out, all energetic and ready to walk the dog. After about [...]
by wrinkler on April 7, 2010
When running eight miles on Sunday leaves me sore, why does running five miles on Tuesday make me feel all better?
C’mon all you smarty-pants science types. I’m counting on you.
by wrinkler on January 8, 2010
1/4 cup measures.
No matter how many sets of measuring cups I have, I never can find one.
Where do they go?
I know I put one in the putrid soy powder that I mix with juice and drink to stave off the ‘flinging the covers on and off in the middle of the night’ sleep deprivation syndrome.
But [...]
by wrinkler on December 3, 2009
I LOVE power tools.
My favorite power tool of all time was a forklift. It beeped when I drove in reverse. I never got very good at actually lifting things from one place to another, but, man, could I go backwards.
My current favorite is a drill. I bought it about six years ago, when I was [...]
by wrinkler on October 9, 2009
How does this work?
I swear to God I cannot figure out what it keeps track of. I want to think it’s the number of times I refill the Brita pitcher, but I suspect it’s just a really, really slow timer.
The kind of timer I’d need, say, if I were going to run a whole marathon. [...]
by wrinkler on October 5, 2009
I’m starting a new category of posts. Perpetual Mysteries are things that I wonder about all the time, even though I generally keep my wondering to myself.
Maybe you know the facts behind some of my Perpetual Mysteries. Then I could wonder about more useful things, like atomic fission and why so many people use ‘at’ with [...]