You may not realize this, but I did post something yesterday (Oct. 19). I went out and took a picture of the new chicken pen, and added it to Oct. 18's post.
I remembered last night after I'd gone to bed that I'd written no entry for the 19th. I turned on the light and checked the clock. Alas, it was exactly midnight.
Still, the picture counts. I decree it.
I know what I was GOING to write about yesterday. I woke up to an NPR announcer asking me, "Do you really want to know where airlines send their planes for maintenance?"
Since I am leaving on a jet plane Wednesday to fly over the Atlantic Ocean (where, incidentally, there are no emergency landing spots), the answer was "no." I shut the radio off. Ten minutes later, thinking I was safe, I turned it back on. The first words I hear are "El Salvador," so I hurriedly shut it off again.
Bad enough that I have to take a plane to get to England, but my husband has informed me that once there, I am not going to be allowed to dress in my usual slovenly manner. Believe it or not, Rex is actually famous in his little pond of tin-cans-turned-into-radio-transmitters aficionados, and he doesn't want me wandering around the conference looking like a bag lady.
Damn, damn, damn. Gonna be a fun vacation!
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