
★ I have an herb garden and periodically I gather herbs to hang them from the rafters so they can dry and I can bottle them. I usually hang these in the entryway to the house because that's the lowest part of the ceiling and, well, it does make for some interesting conversations when guests come over. I hung some dill weed quite some time ago and I've been trying to remember to take the durned thing down and bottle it, but yanno: lax.
I felt something brush my hair last night and realized one sprig had detached itself from the bunch and was hanging way down. "I should do something about that," I said, and promptly forgot about it. I had the same experience this morning with the same results. When it happened again as I was rushing to get out of the house, I didn't even bother to look up at it—just hurried out the door.
When I got to work my colleague asked, "What's that in your hair?" Yes, that's right: it was that selfsame piece of a dried dill weed. That last snag had detached it and I wore it like a jaunty beret in my hair. I walked through the corporate lobby like that. ::sigh::
★ And speaking of hopeless geeks crying in the wilderness, I've begun submitting corrections to thinkexist.com's quote collection when I find their errors. Like they're going to pay any attention! At least they have a corrections form. So called brainyquote.com didn't. Nor did the quotationspage.com. I was, however, gratified to see that the quotationspage had gotten the quote I was correcting correct. I don't recommend any of these pages, btw. They all have a tendency towards misquotes and rarely have sources.
★ All week Min has been coming into the bedroom at about 3:30 a.m. to meow loudly and insistently until I wake up. Once she sees I'm conscious, she lays down on top of me and starts purring loudly, ready for sleep. It's as if she's saying, "Hey, did you know that you were asleep? Just wondered." Fortunately, I'm able to go right back to sleep or she would be a deceased kitty by this time.
★ I am not in Montreal this week. I will, however, be going to lovely seaside San Pedro tomorrow evening for a picnic and Shakespeare in the park (Point Fermin). We're going to see As You Like It. Last year when we did this it was great fun. Ann is bringing a wee bit of champagne because all three of us have something to celebrate this year.
★ Since I gave up writing for publication, the writing is going much better.