I just finished reading this touching sortaversary tribute with a tear in my eye. Then I switched back to this page with a semi-maniacal entry about MT 2.661. I think that pretty much explains our relationship, for anyone who didn't already understand.
So, I upgraded to MT 2.661 this evening. It is now pointless to post your silly comments to advertising web sites because Google won't recognize it as a link to your site. Take that you comment spammer.
All comments are welcome.
Felicia and Bethany stopped by for a visit on their way up to Massachusetts. We went to trivia, but it was not fun because the questions were way too difficult. Our team name: Bubble Bolts
My contract has been extended.
Kate is doing well.
The local Girl Scouts are selling their cookies for $3.50 a box. The first one is not free.
We launched our tree from the balcony last night. The 11 o' clock news promos featured our weatherman with the words "Arctic Chill" written over his head. It was very cold. After a general warning to anyone who happened to be outside, I tossed Mr. Evergreen "Ev" Tree over the railing. It took a lot longer than I expected for it to actually hit the ground. And then he looked just a little bit sad lying there, three floors down. He looked like the naked woman at the beginning of "Lethal Weapon" who falls down into the car, only not as sexy. The apartment immediately looked empty and we missed our tall green friend. We hadn't really thought to even say good-bye.