I’m on my way, but I don’t know where I’m going.

i wish this person was mature enough to apologize (not that it would make it much better, i’m sure). It’s a pity that another person isn’t mature enough to swallow her pride, eh? *as The Salamander slithers back under her Rock to contemplate her reflection in the mirror*

Back on Monday, June 17th I stopped bringing the mail in. Nobody noticed. I gave up and brought it in the Sunday after. I became curious. The next week I didn’t bring the mail in. On Sunday I brought in five days worth of mail. The next week I didn’t bring the mail in. On…

Puxatawny Phil must be blind. That’s the only excuse I can come up with that he saw no shadow today. Who’d trust a groundhog as a weather forecaster anyhow? Still learning the ins and outs of my new MacBook. It came loaded with something called “Lion”, which I guess is an operating system. The Prof’s…

Frankly, a sleigh would have been a far more appropriate vehicle to use today than my trusty Escort. I’m not saying that the Escort didn’t do a yeoman’s job; indeed it met or beat expectations at every hairy intersection and daunting hill. But snow clean up is far from complete in my little corner of…

I have no idea how other players manage to rack up scores in excess of 60,000. Since downloading Snood the highest score I’ve been able to achieve is 34,685, and that is after 12,928 games. That’s been since June 17th, 2001. I’m thinking maybe I’ve just hit some sort of plateau, but at least I…

If anyone really, really, really wants to see my initial rant on this from last Friday, they can go to The Meaning of Words, which should open up in a separate window if I coded that correctly. Anyhow, a few more disjointed musing. A word of warning: do not presume by reading this that you…