Osmosis

The hubby called a bit ago, exclaiming that there had been "a catastrophe." The story finally emerged that Hobbs had come in from the backyard, bleeding like mad all over the house. Apparently, he lost one of his ailing nails (long story) while doing his usual figure 8s at full speed out back.




So, I instructed my frantic hubby on what to gather for a bandage, and while he was on the phone, told him how to apply it all.






He sent me pics of his handiwork, and I say - what a fabulous job he did!!! You can't be married to a CVT for as long as he has and not have some of the skills rub off, eh?

Well done, hubby!

This Changes EVERYTHING

Things just got a LOT more exciting at The Firm. The Truth IS Out There.

(Oh, yes. Actual attorney time entry.)

The Eyes Have It

At least when it came to my recently buying a product based solely upon the packaging.

Perhaps I was seduced by this pair of bedroom eyes, cuz I am usually immune to marketing (with the occasional exception). I found myself almost involuntarily tossing a can of this coffee into my cart. I just HAD to know if "Serious Java with Attitude" was better than/as good as my usual fare of French or Italian Roast.

And was it?

Hmmm, not really. It was strong, yes, but to my palate lacked the depth and richness of flavor I look for in a coffee. Warn't bad tho.

Bonus: I can use the cool can to store . . . well, something . . . when it's empty. Not eyeballs, I promise.

Ski Withdrawal

(Taken at William O'Brien State Park on New Year's Day. A wonderful day of sking - enjoyed the best conditions yet this season.)

I'm in ski withdrawal and having the ski-lerium tremens after failing to get my Tuesday night fix. Mother Nature played one of her favorite jokes: delivering a fresh batch of white stuff concurrently with plunging the temperatures into the negative digits BEFORE windchill. Some may go ski anyway, but me - nooo, thank you.

If the weatherman is right, things will warm up for some fine weekend sking. For now, at least I have some of my recent photos to gaze upon while dreaming of gliding over good track. Hope you like them.

Christmas Eve provided a lovely day for getting out on skis at Lake Elmo Park Reserve. Bonus - it's relatively close to home.







William O'Brien again.









Got out last Tuesday in the sunshine for another nice ski at Lake Elmo. I love that place, a classic skier's paradise with only one loop for skaters. Only problem is its being adjacent to a shootin' range. Somewhat destroys the ambience. These scary signs are everywhere at Lake Elmo. I eventually figured out that they're simply a type of "one way" sign. This one was the first I came across. It cracked me up because of all the ski tracks beyond it. Hardly needed a sign here, what with all the gunfire coming from that direction. Argh.



A lovely spot beckons at Lake Elmo.

Lake Elmo, once again. In time I might get weary of the blue effect my camera phone lends to a lot of pictures like this one. For now, I love the evocative effect. Is it the sun? Or is it the moon?

Lake Elmo - twin picnic tables with identical "frosting."

Heh - this was at William O'Brien. You can't tell here, but I'm at the top of a substantial and long downhill, with a lovely view of the surrounding area. I found myself on a very difficult loop, purely by accident. Everything was fine until I tried to get down from here. There's quite a drop after this gradual downhill! I was a superdork and ended up swallowing my pride, taking off my skis and walking down. I already had a slightly sprained ankle/foot from wiping out a few days earlier, so why be stupid(er)? The learning to be smart has taken awhile, but I'm finally getting passing grades.

Thassall for now! Hope you're staying warm, wherever you are. :-)

Reavers in the Workplace!!!!

That's what this makes me think of, anyway. Hmm, attorneys vs. reavers? Now there's an interesting thought.

Employee Happiness Kit

Each employee will be supplied 2 paper clips and rubber bands. (See Fig 1.)

Figure 1









Assemble items as shown in Fig 2.

Figure 2.








Apply as shown in Fig 3.

Figure 3.

Enjoy your day. This new office equipment will help you to reach the end of a productive work day with a smile on your face!

The Management

Spycam: The Terminator Was Here

Spycam is used to spotting various evidence of unsavory goings on when arriving at the downtown Minneapolis ramp in the morning. We're talking garden variety stuff like broken liquor bottles, urine puddles, nice stuff like that.

This abused elevator, however, might seem to indicate there's even wilder stuff happening overnight. Here there be monsters.

I am Insane - Are You?

By this definition, anyway - as concerns my "career," anyway.

Now, if only I could find that damn key . . ..

“Insanity is coasting through life in a miserable existence when you have a caged lion locked inside and the key to release it.”

Wanted (2008)
Sloan(Morgan Freeman)