I put my car in for the body work yesterday. So for two days, I have no car.

It's the repairs from the Diet Coke Boom 2 Incident. Procrastinator? Maybe. I prefer discriminating body repair afficionodic... procrastinator. It's more distinctive. :)

So I'm without my car for two days. And I gotta tell ya, I've got CABIN FEVER! Can't leave the House, left to watching the tube and surfing the net. It's almost like camping! :)


I did try to break out, on my sis-in-law's bicycle. It's a beautiful bike, a flyer/cruiser type, with one speed: peddle! The tires were flat. I tried to fill them, but the air compressor didn't work. Give me a regular manual air pump any day! One of those deals where you pump the handle down a long tube. It's as basic as the umbrella!

I really want to take this bike for a spin. It's like my jail break! This is where I announce Random Fact Number 8: I prefer girl bikes. The difference? Girl bikes lower that section between the handle bars and the seats. Why wouldn't guys want that feature? I know if I hit a big bump, I'd rather land on my feet than that bar between my legs! :)

Fever Pitch
There's so much I'd like to share with you! :) I've been stuck inside this House for over a day now, and a bored mind is a dangerous mind! :) I'll shoot some stuff out and call it a night!

Five Days A Week...
USA Network has announced it will be showing House episodes Monday through Friday this Fall! So take the Beatle's tune "Eight Days A Week," and change it to Five! :) Mondegreen on the fly! This is really going to influence my tv viewing habits!

My Obama Moment...
I don't talk politics here. But something happened at the office a few days ago, gotta share it. One of my closest coworkers was laughing in her office. She was reading an email. "He's such a liar!" she says. "Who?" another coworker asks. Barack Obama, of course. Then my coworker who asked "Who?" says, "And he talks all about diversity, but he's not really African American, he's Muslim."

I really do steer away from talking politics at the office. But, you know, it's a matter of setting the record straight. "Anyone can be a Muslim!" I said in a loud voice, "It's a religion. It has nothing to do with race!" Another coworker comes out of his office and says, "You can hate him because he's a Muslim, or you can hate him because of his crazy Christian preacher, but not both!" :) I said, "I try to hate everyone equally." :) True story. The subject is so sensitive, it's scintillating!

I'll try to put together a more visually aesthetic blog this weekend. I should have plenty of time to work on it tomorrow! Unless I can figure out how to fill those tires with some hot air!

:)
TG