Jeff and I watched Juno last night and I loved it. The script, the acting – a wonderful movie, and Ellen Page and Michael Cera make my Canadian heart explode with pride. Also, it makes fun of Unitarianism.
Yesterday I prepped my MacBook for working with Windows software by installing a virtual machine. We’ll see how this plays out… Jeff’s going to help me with an XP install With any luck I won’t have to turn it into a Vista machine. The long term point of this is to allow me to work from home, as the contact management and call center software is all Windows and internet based.
My payroll problem has been straightened out.
Gizmo and the downstairs dog, Meadow, are getting to know each other. Meadow is so anxious for someone to play with that it’s very cute. Gizmo’s body language says it all. Scornful, not the slightest bit scared. Eddie made tracks like his little black tail was on fire as soon as he poked his head through the door and saw the dog.
I have now entirely s-canned my original homily, as well as the two subsequent attempts, and I’m staring at the screen with disbelieving horror… can my normal fluency have deserted me for this most important topic? Can I restrain my usual desire to turn everything into a gag? Will I find myself in the pulpit on Sunday next, eyes like dog’s balls, stammering, incoherent and bereft of a single cogent sentence? Stay tuned. On the plus side, there will be jazz at the service, most likely.
I would just like to tell the universe, briefly, that I’m tired of getting what I need and would like to get what I want for a change. Okay, back to the homily.
