Call Me Any, Anytime

I keep forgetting my cell phone. The reason I'm forgetting it is that I can't put it in my back pocket anymore, as it tends to dial people when i sit down. Not horrible, unless it's 10 in the morning and the person it calls is in Seattle.

I guess it's time for a new phone.

Tastes Like Chicken

Made chicken last night; a package of drumsticks in my usual soy/oil/sugar sauce, stuffed with garlic cloves, and some cut up breast meat in a Trader Joe's marsala simmer sauce, to serve over rice for lunch at work today. Put each in a container and brought the chicken marsala/rice one to work.

So I'm having my late lunch, open the container -- it's a mess of drumsticks. I guess it's Atkins-friendly. It will work for a future lunch, but requires side dishes.

Discreet Discretion

Until fairly recently, I did not know that "discrete" and "discreet" were two separate words.

Discrete means "distinct or unconnected," as in separate: discrete definitions.

Discreet means "unobtrusive; able to keep things quiet," as in "MWM seeks same for discreet daytime play."

This knowledge came from a Craigslist personals flame to which I was an observer.

What'll Really Bake Your Noodle...

Galaxy Hut last night for Belgian beers, et al. Noticed a puddle on the table, so reached over to get a napkin to mop it up. In the process, I managed to jostle another beverage and cause a not-insignificant spill of my own. I believe this qualifies as irony.

March Insanity

I'm currently dead last in the office NCAA pool. This means that I am doing slightly better than random chance, and am barely edging out people who didn't get their brackets in on time.

Of course, I only spent about 5 minutes on the my bracket and there is no cash on the line. I also understand that my natural biases are to discount Big East teams and to favor ACC teams, which traditionally has not worked for me.

That's Not Oatmeal. Wait, Yes It Is.

Apparently, I spilled some oatmeal juice on my pants leg this morning. It dries hard. So it appears I have been very sloppy and/or naughty.

Dude, Where's My Car?

Dropped my car off this morning at the shop near the office, then went straight into a 5 hour meeting that fried my brain. Went back to work, as usual. 6:45 comes around, and suddenly I realize that my car is still at the shop, which closes at 7. Find a cow-orker who's leaving, bum a ride, and make it with a few minutes to spare.

Technology Strikes Back

The lack of entries in a while doesn't indicate that I haven't done anything dumb lately. Just nothing particularly noteworthy. Having said that:
* I let the batteries in my Handspring Visor die again. Worse, it won't sync with my PC.
* I've been playing with JAlbum, which is a cool and free photo album generator. However, in uploading to my Web directory, I somehow managed to wipe out my joelogon.com index.html page. Not that there's a lot there.