Cover me, I'm going in!
Or rather, I'm going out... into the Saturday morning melee of holiday season traffic and shopping. Of course, I'm not able to go any gift shopping, since I live with Tubby, apparently the demon leader of the Scrooge Society. He doesn't really buy gifts for anyone, anytime, ever. (Well, maybe birthdays, but no one has a December birthday that I know of, so... maybe.) Rather, he's dragging me to such mind-tingling places like the home improvement store, Target, and the bank. Ooooooh! Fortunately for those on my holiday shopping list, I have a Visa card and an internet connection, so worry not -- I am still getting my holiday shopping done, and both the nice woman in the white Post Office truck, and the cheerful chap in the brown van, are ensuring you won't be left out in the cold this season.
    :::   12.04.04 @ 09:40 AM Pacific Time [link] [No Comments ]    :::

What the Freeze?
I just look up, and not only is it after midnight, it's December. The year is dang near gone, it's chilly outside (okay 28°F is cold, but... no, never mind... it's the same temperature in Anchorage... but Fairbanks, Alaska is 16°F, so there -- it's not Fairbanks). I'm all cozy, so worry not, writing a little novel of sorts about this and that. And why not? No movies for a few days with the Friday release, no travel plans for over a month, and no interest in having Jack Frost nipping at anything of mine.
    :::   12.01.04 @ 12:36 AM Pacific Time [link] [1 Comment ]    :::