One of the things I have to say today might upset some of my Utah readers. And I don’t mean it to. In no way do I want to imply by this post that I believe all people who live in Utah are like this. But many are. Like what? Well, let me tell you. I came to the conclusion today that one of the things that didn’t sit with me well in Utah was the fact that as a resident of the state–at least in Utah County (it might be better in Salt Lake, not sure) you’re not forced […]
I got sick this weekend. How about you? Want to know why I got sick? I’ll tell you anyway. As I might have already posted, the wood was running low, so we decided to order more. After much calling around, my wife found a place with green ash (better than other green hardwood due to its low moisture content, in case you wanted to know). We ordered up a cord of that to be delivered Saturday, along with a cord of seasoned wood to come next Saturday. And sure it was scheduled to snow Saturday, but what was the difference?
Everyone should have to sit at the reference desk from time to time. Especially in an academic library. People hurriedly scurrying around, tracking down information, while you sit in the middle of it all, soaking up all that accumulated knowledge that’s floating around you. Public libraries are fun, too, of course–but there’s a lot more public in them, and let’s face it, there are times when that’s not such a good thing. 🙂 It’s started to snow here again. The weather people are currently fighting about how much snow we’ll actually get. The Weather Channel likes to say 7-12, but
I woke up this morning to see a good half inch of ice coating the ten inches of snow that fell yesterday. If there’s one thing I like worse than shoveling, it’s chipping at ice. That’s why I didn’t shovel yesterday. Much easier to pry the ice off if it’s resting on a blanket of snow. I also went snow shoeing for the first time today as I traipsed around my house and got the snow off the roof with a roof rake. Snow shoeing could be quite fun once I figure it out. At first, I didn’t think the
I can no longer truthfully say I’ve never eaten lobster. That’s right. Last night, courtesy of some friends from my church, I had lobster for the first time. Boiled the little suckers alive and all. (As a side note, can I just say how pleased I am that we don’t kill cows inside our kitchen right before we eat them?) I’m not really a seafood kind of guy, but I figured when in Maine . . . What did I think about it? Not too fishy. Kind of meaty. I liked the claws and knuckles more than the tail, which
