
1. Since posting the Colin Firth quote with the Colin Firth wet shirt picture, I've had more women than using doing double takes outside my cubicle to "look" at the quote. (I don't know how much reading is actually going on.)
2. My latest non-alcoholic cocktail: one-half POM pomegranate-cherry, one-half orange juice. DE-licious! The OJ sweetens the POM without making it gacky sweet. And so good for you. Yes, yes, I know, the current thinking is "Don't drink your calories." Fruit juice is high in calories, but I love it so. Sometimes you just have to do what you love and eschew the calories.
3. Today's horoscope from The Onion: "Your creativity will be at an all-time high today. Take advantage of this by purchasing a second, larger bag of Popsicle sticks."
Hmm. Maybe I should take a break from the Popsicle stick diorama and tackle chapter 11 while I'm at it.
4. I've put myself on a strict, cash-only credit card diet. The only time I'm allowed off this diet is for car service, medical costs, vet costs, medicines. I did this once before and managed to stick with it for about three and a half years. I brought my indebtedness down by a bucketful. I've been on the current regime about a half week. I just got a medical bill for $341 for blood tests for my thyroid (my portion after insurance), with a promise of another $400 on the way, plus Science knows how much more for a little test I had last week. And I'm in relatively good health! And glad, all in all, that I have medical insurance. Guess I'll be eating plastic.
But our health care costs in this country are not out of line—no, no, no. Silly plebeian! And the millions of uninsured don't need relief from he crushing burden of trying to stay healthy. Ask the insurance industry—they'll tell you that competition for their rapaciousness is a bad thing that will only hurt the American people. /irony
5. I probably won't stop buying books, though. Maybe not as many online, but I cannot give up this Jones. Don't really want to, anyway. There is no cure, no insurance.