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And a Happy New Year to all! I tried to type this out at home yesterday, but the screen kept nervously spitting out letters like a junkie in need of a fix. I type at work and it's silk smooth. Maybe the beauty of a network enabled PC running XP on the QT, maybe there wasn't enough coal in the boiler of my modem at home, who's to say. Too many typos to speak of, so I waited to punch it out at lunchtime.
And what a fine lunch it is. Broiled salmon (fresh caught by my in-laws in Alaska, no less), a small side of grilled veggies mixed with some tortellini and a wonderful slab of Panera french bread, given to me by a carb-conscious co-worker. This is actually a huge meal for me. Last year I resolved to lose weight and add some muscle, but only managed to pull off the second item. So this year is the Year of the Small Gut. No specific diets (Garfield said it best: diet is spelled "DIE" with a T), but a definite increase in fruits and vegetables and a decrease in refined sugar, fat, and portion sizes. The last part is always the stickler. Until you read the nutrition labels, you don't realize you likely consume 3 to 4 times the portions they talk about. It's not as bad as it seems though. I eat about five meals a day (two snacks) and, although I haven't dropped an ounce, the energy level is a huge change. Like running a car for ten years on the cheapest gas you can buy then treating it to a tank full of premium.
Let's play Catch Up then, shall we? Surely. Christmas came and went with the usual flurry of gifts and jokes. Two really great gifts: a tool set from Crescent and a Nikon digital camera. The tools are first rate (already changed out my brakes using them) and the camera is beyond description. When the instruction book is bigger than the camera itself, you know you're dealing with something good. I'm still reading it and can't believe all the functions crammed into it.
New Year's resolution is, of course, to burn off the pounds. But at least I have something else to look forward to besides seeing my feet:

This was what I wanted to talk about way back in October. Yes, there will be a little monkey coming around some time in June if all goes well. Suggestions on equipment and names are always welcome.
