Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Fall foliage

My sister & her hubby had a wedding to go to back home, a friend of Ditter's from high school. They swung through my town and picked me up on their way there. We also celebrated my dad's birthday while we were there--it was yesterday.

We drove up in the dark, got in around 1:00 a.m. and I spent the rest of the weekend hanging around the house, so I didn't get to see how gorgeous the countryside looked until we left Sunday afternoon. Up north, the leaves are already turning. Usually when I go to visit in the fall, things are either just about to turn or have already hit their peak. I lucked out this time, and even managed to bring my camera with me. Mind you, it was in the trunk for most of the ride home. I was kicking myself about that. Stretch offered to stop the car and get it out, but I didn't want to be a bother.

Then we went down Route 44. We got to a spot called Water Tank Hollow, and I said, "Aw, man!" Stretch offered again, and this time I took him up on it. We stopped at a little lookout spot and I took some pictures like this:

It is just begging to be run through a Photoshop filter, but I can't figure out which one I want to use.

Friday, September 19, 2008

I feel like he drew this one just for me


Yes indeed. I believe I've mentioned in my Tweets that I have an over-the-wall team mate who is extraordinarily noisy with her morning tea. Just the morning one, though. I think it has to do with the cup she buys it in. Her afternoon tea she makes herself, and it is had in a mug. I wish she'd transfer the morning tea into this same mug, because the noise she makes is driving...me...crazy! Not like it's a long trip. Some days I can see crazy from here.

Oh, there she goes. Ssssslluuurrrrp. It makes my toes curl.

And I can't tell her about it, because even though the noise will stop, it will hurt her feelings. I know this because I've seen the coldness with which she greets someone else who asked her to be quiet (on a completely unrelated matter).

It only lasts about an hour. I just wish I could remember to bring my headphones in to work.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Cliché buster

Hey, you know that saying, "Even a broken clock is right twice a day?" I just found a broken clock that's never right. Its hour hand is always stuck at four, and its minute hand is about twenty minutes fast. So even when the actual time is sometime after four, this clock isn't displaying the right sometime after four.

Just thought I'd share that.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

To the young lady on her cell phone in the public lavatory

You know the person in the next stall who kept flushing until you finally hung up? Yeah, that was me. And I'll do it again, so don't try calling someone else when it starts to get quiet over here.

[200th post! Woot!]