Archive for February 19, 2009

Back to my roots

I use a website called the daily plate to track food & exercise.  I think it’s a good reality check.  (If I ever convince you to use it, don’t tell me.  I will totally monitor what you eat and then make fun of you.  I’m very ruthless when it comes to stuff like that.) I noticed the other day that there was this twitter link on it and I was curious.  So last night I signed up for a twitter account and then used the link on my daily plate. It will send a twitter for each and every piece of food I record.  I find this especially funny because for the most part you record a meal like this;
1 Schwans Roasted Chicken Breast
1 Stove top Chicken Stuffing
1 Del Monte Green Beans

Every single thing I record sends a separate twitter.  I’m leaving it turned on because if someone accidentally stumbles across it, they are going to think I’m nuts and they’re going to be very sorry they subscribed. I will do my best to never ever twitter anything else but food.

Oh!  Now I found that I can add a gadget to my google that will give me an RSS Feed of twitters!  This twitter thing is the funniest thing I’ve run into in awhile.  You all are in trouble if I find a way to add it to my Xanga or facebook!

My sister made me read the Craigslist personal ads.   They’re really bad!  I don’t think Craigslist is a good way to find a relationship, permanent, casual or anything else.

When I got into work on Wednesday morning after my unexpected four day weekend, Matt said “you picked a really bad morning to come back to work”.  It wasn’t that there was a work crisis, it was that there was a smell.  It smelled without question like cat urine.  We thought maybe Mikes doggie had stopped by for a visit and had a little accident (we love our doggies) but then it started to seem like it was coming from the heating vent.  Then it stopped.  Then Mike came in and he smelled it to.  So I dropped the landlords a quick email letting them know that there may be a stowaway in the building.  Landlords showed up in the afternoon, and wouldn’t you know it, no smell to be found.  Bless his heart he showed up again this morning just to sniff.  No smell.

Beer Keyboard – I have a keyboard that I spent a bit of money on last year because I love it.  It’s mini & has a touchpad so perfect for home computing while sitting in an easy chair.  I had it for a couple of months and spilled a beer in it.  My daughter who works in a computer store told me they save about 40% of keyboards by throwing them in the dishwasher.  So, I couldn’t bring myself to do that but I did toss it into the sink and spray it with very hot water.  I then hung it up in my furnace room for three days to dry.  I plugged it in last night and it works perfectly!  Amazing!

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