September 01, 2003

Happy Labor Day

...to any and all of you out there who happen to be in labor today. Trust me, it's worth it - well, if you're the guy who just gets to watch. Even better for you if your partner/wife/alien hybrid/whatever is having a c-section as then you don't have to see them in pain (until the drugs wear off anyway).

How have I spent this Labor Day?

I slept in, laboriously, if my dreams were any indication.

Then lunch out with the family. After that, a trip out for some liquid sustenance and some much need automotive supplies. Much needed because of the cute, little beasty (owned by Vicky) to the right who - while spending the night in my garage during Vicky's final 24 hours in Denver - decided to perform Riverdance all over my car. While his dancing was admirable, I do wish he had chosen to wear some shoes. Ah well, they say scars give one character.

But no matter, as the scratch repair goo and my polish and wax have done a beautiful job of bringing my car back to its former glory. A glory which includes seven years of wear and tear, various dings and nicks, and a power antenna which grates on the ears as it grows erect upon insertion of the key. A couple of scratches here and there are the least of her worries.

In an unrelated story, I like Keller William's song "Love Handles" - kind of a funkier, more technically proficient Jack Johnson. Don't get me wrong, I love me some Jack, even if it took the rest of you a couple of years to catch up on his cool.

Now I take my leave, briefly, to see what is on the television. I'll be buying a new one this week or next, so any recommendations would be appreciated - looking to spend no more than $800 or so for a high quality 27" or greater screen. I could be swayed though.