Playing On The Floor
She’s been big into rolling onto her tummy and flailing around on the floor while playing. It must add a new dimension to the whole playing thing.

The post tonight is going to be pretty straightforward. I’m not feeling particularly verbose, but that’s mostly because I spent about an hour and a half tonight finishing the ‘import’ of the old news system posts to the blog archive here.

So I’ve done enough posting tonight to get the ‘word verification’ box again. That likely won’t ever happen again, because I have no intention of entering another hundred posts in a day for as long as possible (read: ever).

Tonight when I fed the dogs, I put the lawnmower gas cans in my pickup so I don’t forget them again like I have the last two days. That will be Friday’s project (to mow the lawn). The entire lawn needs to be mowed this time, and I’m not particularly looking forward to it (because it’s nearing the ‘needs to be baled’ stage). But it should go fairly well overall. It just takes time.

I managed to spend some time just before I started writing this to clean off my desk a bit. File some things, etc. I can somewhat see parts of my desk that had been buried for some time. It felt a little bit like a cave. 🙂

I was a little disappointed in today’s Morris paper. We didn’t get the B section. We got everything else (the inserts and whatnot), but no B section. Honestly, I skim pretty much everything in that section of the paper, but not having it completely kinda throws me off a bit. So it messed with me enough where I’ll have to see about reading/skimming it tomorrow during morning coffee.

Man, I just ran into a block wall here with my thought process. I had something somewhat profound to write, but I completely lost it. Ah well, I’ll write it off to being a bit on the tired order. I’ll remember it about 3AM, then forget about it until next Tuesday or something.

Well, considering that I can’t recall what I was going to type and since it’s after 11PM, I’m heading for bed. So until next time…

“It is dangerous to be sincere unless you are also stupid.”
– George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

–MZ