Filled the note page today!
I jot a little note whenever I think of something I want to blog about (elsewise I will forget) and today I filled my little page. Get a life Me!
Started the day at 50 degrees so we went for a walk. At the end of the street I saw something in the middle of the road, looked kind of like a rock. It wasn't. It was a big mouse. It was alive but not moving. Figured it was stunned by a car or something. I picked it up with Rythter's glove and put it in the bushes to recover. On the way back, it still had not moved and was breathing heavily. Probably wont make it, but that was the best I could do to give it a chance. Poor thing.
Yesterday while getting the papers, Himself and I both spotted a 20 dollar bill on the ground. Since it was in front of one of our customer's houses where they park their cars, so I said we should ask them if they lost it. They didn't think they did, but were going to ask the grandmother. (God forbid I steal her Bingo money). I didn't hear from them today, so I assume it's ours. I said we could split it. He had it spent in his head before we got home.
I also spotted an anemometer from the end of my street! That's the thing they measure wind speed with. That means I may, in some not to distance future, have a wind turbine close to home! YAY! May I have some more please!
Got the sticker on the Jetta. Yay team. Don't know what they fudged to do it. There is no 'pass' where it says something about the engine light, but so what? I know and you know that this is as good as it gets. Funny thing is, the frigging car was skippy today. No light went on, but it was a bit rough, though not as bad as before. What a frigging pain. Oh, and make that $2500. for repairs. I just found two bills that were not with the car.
My Obama buttons finally showed up. I don't know if it was coincidence or that I emailed the Obama people, but here they are. Hope he doesn't run the country like that.
Since Rythter has been bringing home the plastic from his office to be recycled at our dump (rather than thrown out) I have been horrified at the amount of water bottles his office goes through. I am dumping big trash bags of empty bottles every other week, and I am waiting for someone to question me on it. What really bothered me is that they have a water bubbler but instead they grab a new bottle every time. So I came up with an idea to hopefully cut down on the use of new water bottles. I had Rythter bring in a bucket of quarters with a cute sign telling people to take a quarter for each time they refill the bottle (rather than breaking out a new one). So far the response has been good. I'm hoping by the time I run out of quarters, it will have become habit. Now all I have to do is cash in all those cans on my porch to get my money back. Easier to write it off my taxes I think. (I wonder if I can do that?) It does go to prove that money talks. (So Senator, if you do read this, raise the freaking deposit on the bottle bill! It will promote recycling and increase monetary gains by the state and local non profits that collect cans.)
Speaking of raising funds, the state of MA, who's governor has based his entire budget on casinos that are not yet built, is going to try to raise the cigarette tax again. Milk that cow! State taxes (or maybe it's total taxes) are $1.51 a pack now. 18 percent residents smoke. Gee, is this money going to go for their healthcare, like the windfall from the lawsuits against the tobacco companies were going to? Nope, it's into the General Fund it goes, like all other monies. Tax soft drinks. You'd make a fortune.
Yet another writer of a 'biography' has been outed. "Love and Consequences" a story about a mixed race girl who ran drugs in the gang infested streets of LA will have to face the consequences of lies. "She attended an exclusive religious private school and was never fostered or ran drugs. The deception was exposed by Setlzer's older sister, Cyndi Hoffman, " See Mrs. Moose, it all comes out in the end. The sad thing I guess is that these seem like good books based on how well they did, but only as non-fiction. If they were billed as the fiction that they are, I guess people wouldn't purchase them. Maybe people should realize that they want to read fiction. But this is the "Big Brother" "Survivor" generation I guess. They cant tell reality from fantasy, staged from spontaneous.
SHHHH.... Don't mention Columbia vs. Venezuela.
I worked on my painting last night in oils. The teacher left me alone which was good. I'll try to post some pictures tomorrow.
That's it I think. Got to check out "New Amsterdam".