Yesterday I bore witness to one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen: a clerk at the supermarket actually asked someone to leave the “12 items or fewer” lane because they had more than 12 items. I shed a single tear.
What's been on my mind lately? Read on...
What’s with the pet names? I’ve had a few incidents recently, and am starting to wonder if there’s something about my voice or appearance that warrants the pet name calling.
In dealing with one of our electronics suppliers in New Jersey, my now good friend Mort called me both “Daveluh” (said in the finest NY/NJ jewish accent) and “bubbe” (pronounced “buh-bee”). Then, today at the pizza place near work, the woman who sold me my calzone called me “doll” not once, but twice! Yikes.
Our cross-country skiing expedition was a success, and I only fell over like eight times. Not bad for the first time out, and the number would’ve been much smaller had I remembered that cross-country skis don’t have edges.
I put up some pictures that Matty took in Florida. Check ’em out here.
I went shopping tonight at REI in Reading and got all outfitted for a cross-country ski trip in Weston. Among other things, I bought a good fleece and a shell to keep the wind out.
My mom and grandmother would be proud, as I made out like a bandit on the shell – marked down from $189 to $64.83. My initial reaction was not, however, “Wow, great deal!” It was instead, “Do they put gold in the pockets to make it worth $189 in the first place?” The one I got had no gold in the pockets. Bummer.
If you like Alexander Calder, check out his website, which has plenty of pictures and info to keep you occupied while you surf at work. You’re surfing at work, aren’t you. I knew it.
I posted some pictures from the frisbee tournament this weekend. Check ’em out here.