Mortaine’s Blog

Chris and Ann came over last night to visit with the dog. Chris got Hammer to eat by hand-feeding him. We invited them to stay for dinner– we had a 2-lb. tritip that we could never have finished on our own. Thank goodness they dropped by! The tritip was amazing– John marinated it overnight, and it was absolutely perfect. Accompanied by organic salad, organic baked potatoes, and (frozen, non-organic) peas.

Hammer also got tritip last night. We watched The Wizard of Speed and Time, which I got on half.com recently (VHS– DVD is not available). Fortunately, I’d seen it before, so when Chris and Ann talked through the whole thing (which they did) it wasn’t quite as irritating. This time, anyway.
Anyway, Hammer is doing incrementally better this morning. He got up this morning and went in to John’s office to ask to go outside, and when I got up and called him to go out, he trotted into the bedroom to go out. His neck is less swollen today, too. It’s still red and purple, but at least it’s not big and swollen and stuff.

I’m going to embed into my Team in Training site (launch sometime next week). I found out that yes, paid comms can be embedded like any other journal. Yay.

I’m watching the AM news, and there’s this channel for the Honda Oddessy. I hate this commercial. It’s show-and-tell, and all the kids are doing show-and-tell with drawing, talking about where they went on vacation, the Grand Canyon, Disneyland, etc. Then the last kid says “We went on vacation in our Honda Oddessy…” and shows crayon drawings of the bucket seats and in-car entertainment system. So, the message of this commercial is that this car is so exciting and wonderful, your kids won’t even remember your family vacation. What kind of message is that?

Sigh. Anyway. I learned last night that one of my friends is going to Iraq soon; he’s going as a contractor for Haliburton.

Why, yes. I am pissed off at the Pres and Veep for this crap. It’s bullshit, thankyouverymuch. Depress the economy sufficiently, so that people have to take a job with a military sub-contractor in order to pay the bills.

I really hate GWB.