Day 6 - July 1

Oh frabjous day!

Spent the day doing all kinds of fun stuff. Like what? Well, my skinny chum, like putting in a hardwood floor (pictures to follow when the trim has been put on), like getting rid of about half a ton of dirt that I dug out of the yard when I put in the raised beds, like...like...like getting the cat shorn, like...like...oh, I know...

Like weighing 229.7lbs.

Phase one complete, now to try for 220. When should I set a target for that? Hmmm. Let's say Labor Day, which is Monday September 7th. A little under ten weeks to lose ten pounds, do-able, I reckon.

So what have I eaten? Breakfast was...umm...skipped. Lunch was chicken salad (you know you love it) and some honey roasted peanuts. Then, as a reward for doing some excellent DIY, I bought myself a 32oz (that's about a litre for my fellow Europeans) of Sprite from the gas station fountain. Yes, my gas station has a fountain that sprays Sprite, what of it? No semi-naked redneck children running around and peeing their shorts in it, either.

Thankfully Jen came home and we had pork dumplings (not the suet things, my English friends, the Asian mini-pies), and teeny tiny spring roll-ettes. Which was just what I was in the mood for. Then a lovely cherry yogurt for dessert.

Some, or a lot, of you folks might not know that Jen and I keep all our music on hard-drives, and have done for about a decade. Back in 2004 we had a bit of bad luck with one of our drives and thought that we'd lost about 500 hours of music. We bought a hard drive recovery thing, and thought it would be fine, except about 50 hours of songs came back as "Unidentified MP3 0001" or some such other totally useless way of letting us know what we are listening to.

Reason I say that is: Jen has spent the last two hours identifying about 100 songs and renaming them appropriately.

The wiser of you out there might be saying "well, if you haven't missed the song for five years, how much do you really like it?", but that's not the point. No sir, so stop your foolishness. The point is that we had something disorganized, and it needed kicking into shape, which Jen is taking care of.

And seriously, how many of you have thought "Hey, what I want to listen to right now is Every Morning by Sugar Ray or Steal My Sunshine by Len or The Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang." No, probably none of you, but if they come on the radio don't you feel a little pang thinking about how cool it was to be in your 20s still? And maybe you turn the volume up a little. Well, that's why we still have them on a hard drive somewhere...so we can remember what it was like to be young and carefree.

And just for that you can have our favorite re-discovery of the evening.



Ah, Neil Tennant...NME's loss was that guy with the slung-around-his-neck-synth's gain...