Google is sucking these days….
A reason to go to Ottawa…. (I mean, what the hell kind of country pays for public art that will scare the bejasus outta small kids and arachnophobes).
In family news, the elephant has decided to sit on pOp’s chest again. This means medical attention, which entirely sucks. In further family news, the surgical drain has been removed from my mother, who’s damned happy about this improvement in her well being.
I watched Stargate Atlantis for the first time last night. The script had me pecking a bit, but the charm of the personalities shone through nevertheless. Finished up a re-rendered copy of Robinson Crusoe on Mars (does Paul Mantee EVER have nice body hair! Yowza!). Watched a Family Guy episode all the way through (1st time ever) and laughed my ass off. Hitler juggling three fish on a unicycle? Instant hysteria! Why? Mostly, says Jeff, it’s the snippet of music that goes with it.
We finished de junking the kitchen, dealt with the linen closet and itemized all the furniture for Geek House, as well as figuring out some stuff for storage, Craigslist, etc… I hardly took any cooking stuff when I left the Augur Inn, so I did grab a couple of small boxes of stuff – they will all get merged back into Geek House but I can use it in the meantime.
Today, we see Unca Barry and Auntie Mary and go for dinner with my parents – if they can lever themselves away from the emergency room. Yeah, I know I sound like I don’t give a shit. I am concerned and anxious, but how does that help?
The things I missed when I went to get my hair done. Jim and his Mom went to the National Museum of Art (glass building in the background in your link) while they waited for me. I kind of like the art work, especially knowing it’s not living!!
I loved it from the first time I saw it. I just assumed it was someplace in Europe because it was so cool, and then when I found out that it was in Canada I was quite amazed.
Well then, you can add that to your list of reasons to visit Ottawa AND maybe I’ll get to see you after all these years …