The cat cam is on. Twopaws is trying to attack the swirling leaves through the glass.
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Night Cramps
Every now and then I get these killer leg cramps in my sleep. My calf muscle will tighten so much that I spring to wakefulness. The calf is so tight that you could break a board across it and feels like it wants to rip from my leg. It can hurt so bad as to bring tears to my eyes. The biggest challenge is riding it out without waking others in my bed. I am helpless to voluntarily relax the muscle. The only thing that can be done is grip it firmly, apply pressure and massage. Pointing the toes and relaxing the foot then repeating that motion sometimes helps. The calf will be tender all day.
According to the secondary causes, I appear to be in the late stages of pregnancy.
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Someone should class action Sear’s collections
So I was a Craftsman kid. Loved their tools! Bought my ladder and washer and dryer at Sears. I was well into paying off the Sears credit card when all hell broke lose. So, back in 2000, I had a little bit of a breakdown. Breakdowns come and breakdown go. What I did about it was quit reading my mail for the better part of a year. Your creditors really don’t like that. Since 2000, Sears has taken a $900 bill and increased it to over $4000 with not a single purchase. Since my home phone went away they have made at least two calls to my parents house. Now, these people have no business with Sears. They are in no way associated with my account. Such calls are harassment, an invasion of their privacy, and absolutely a total disrespect for my privacy.
I decided to call Sears and request the removal their number from the collection database. The response I received from the rude person on the phone was, "deal with it!" When I prompted for his employee id number and a way to file a complaint he hung up on me. My second attempt to call them from Skype failed (blocked?) There should be a way to counter this but that employee will go unchecked and frankly Sears doesn’t care. Really, the people this most directly affects are the least capable of bringing change. How can the working poor afford a class action suit against a giant?
One recourse, we all could quit shopping at Sears! Yeah boycott! Another might be that we all quit paying their bills but that’s as absurb as not buying gas for one day and thinking that gas prices would change. Here’s hoping karma comes into play.
Apparently the $165 million dollar punishment Sears received in 1997 has not been very effective in changing their collection practices.
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The Inheritance Books
Christopher Paolini began writing Eragon when he graduated from high school at the age of 15. Eragon
and the second book in the Inheritance series, Eldest
Eragon is an epic story of a farm boy’s travels in a land with dragons, elves, dwarves, and humans ruled by an all powerful overlord complete with allegiances, underground resistances, ancient broken promises, and magic. The book is riveting with unexpected plot twists that wrench at your sympathies. I must balance that statement by pointing out at times I felt the story was somewhat formulaic as attempted to guess its direction; however, it never failed to disappoint. I give it a high recommendation and suggest reading the book before seeing the movie.
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Over enthusiastic carpentry
You know that old adage about "measure twice, cut once?" Yeah, it’s like that.
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What home phone number?
Cingular won’t let me upgrade my phone online unless I tell them my home phone number. I guess they don’t get that they are in the middle of the cellular phone revolution and that line lands are dying. Update: Apparently entering my cell phone number as my home phone met their requirement.
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Breast Abuse
Yes, yesterday I selfishly used my wife’s boobies. You know how your SAM’s membership card has a picture on it? (Costco is the same I am sure) And they get a little particularly if you get to the checkout and the person pictured is not standing with you. Our SAM’s card has my wife’s beautiful picture on it. I wanted to do the world’s fastest SAM’s trip to get some ground beef and still make it out in time to pick Noah up from karate. To do this meant leaving Cathy, Amy and Evan in the van so I could run through the store. At the checkout I get quized, "Is she [pointing to Cathy’s picture] in the store?" I respond, "she is breastfeeding the baby in the car." They let me complete the purchase.
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I sing the body recess
This morning Noah explained told me he wondered if the school would have another chorus separate from the 5th grade chorus. I proceeded to ask if he liked singing and so forth and what came out was "I am not in fifth grade chorus because they practice during recess [the Friday recess] and we only get like two or three recesses a week." Sigh. He has to walk his own path and make his own choices.
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Wanna watch me pull a rabbit from my hat?
So this past weekend we got the Christmas tree up and I actually got all the lights working instead of taking a month to light the tree and finishing on Christmas Eve as has become our tradition. Of course, I had hoped to really impress the wife and kids by getting the lights on the house too. Now last year I bought three extra strands when they went on sale so we could do twice as much of the roof as we did last year but I could not break those open until I found the old lights…you know, on a matter of principle. I tore the garage apart and much of the rest of the house only to find them when I wasn’t looking. Apparently for an entire year, the outside lights have been sitting beside my desk.
I don my headlamp, you know, because it is 10pm at night, and after sweeping the leaves off the front half of the roof, I proceed to string the outside of the house. Half way through I have to start reattaching the clips that I halfway took down last year. After the first 3 strands of lights (3×300=900 lights) are up, the house is looking pretty good but I am not satisfied. A glass of wine later and I am back on the roof.
Now, we live in a split rancher. What that means is that our house is built into a hillside. The front of the house is 1 story tall. The sides and back are two stories tall but the hill continues downward giving the illusion that from the roof you are about 9 meters above the ground. Of course I started taking down the gutters years ago so while we still have gutters on the front of the house, the back has no gutters so the dark roof just blends nicely with the blackness of the night. One big lesson of the night is that as you back up on a roof, even if you are sitting on it, you are not necessarily backing up in a straight line and that vast emptiness you feel under your toes isn’t roof.
Now, running the next 3 strands of lights is a little more heart pounding and shortly after getting over the peak of the roof I hear a disturbing noise as if I were sliding down the roof just before dropping into the great abyss. But I am not moving so I quickly turn my head to see what I might have knocked down the roof. My eyes are just in time to see this gray blur of fur leap from the roof, missing anything resembling a branch, and get absorbed into the blackness. Seconds later I hear a resounding thud and rustling of leaves as the thing hits the ground. Apparently I scared the holy sh*t out of one of the squirrels living in our attic. I have to admit, I almost laughed myself off the roof as I watched it propel itself into nothingness. I have seen squirrels fall from trees, shake their head and run off; I am sure this one will be back in the attic shortly.
Did I mention that I only swept leaves from the front half of the roof. Man leaves are slippery! Being on the roof at night was very enlightening. I was able to listen to something large and not domesticated tromp through our backyard. The crisp air was exhilirating!