9/6/08

Classic

9/6/08 07:23
madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
Last night, as I was taking down the compost (Monday is trash day hereabouts) I discovered that the old saw about banana peels is totally accurate: they are very slippery indeed. (No, I didn't fall down. But it was a close thing for a minute.)

Divers

9/6/08 13:48
madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
This is going to be a runnin' around summer.

• I'm going to Seattle next week for my brother's stepson's wedding.
• Avocado and her father go to NYC at the end of the month so she can head on out to Vermont for camp.
• Mid July, I'm heading east to visit my father, and then go visit Avocado at camp. Spouse may also be coming; the negotiations and scheduling for this event makes my head hurt.
• Then there's Denvention. Who-hoo. I'm going; who else will be there?
• Then, in August, Sarcasm Girl is heading off to visit one of her best friends in Indiana. Then she is going to NYC to pick Avocado up from the camp bus, and they're going down to Philadelphia to visit their grandparents.

In other news: I was given a gift certificate for my birthday for a class in cake decorating. I finally signed up for it, and will start next week. I will almost certainly report my failures and successes in this space.
madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
A piece of junk mail arrived for the former owner (or rather, her husband, long deceased) of our house. On the envelope the legend was printed: FREE PRE-PAID CREMATION!

Well, if that wasn't enticing! I had to open the envelope (former owner is now deceased, and we otherwise would have thrown the letter directly into the recycling). It's a fairly standard pitch for cremation; what made it wonderfully macabre was the note in the upper left corner of the letter:

WIN A PRE-PAID CREMATION
Complete all of the reply slip
information and you will be eligible
for a drawing each month.

The winner of last month's drawing was listed. Play your cards right and it could be your name in that upper left corner.

The rest of the copy was fairly reasonable, but interspersed with so many explanation marks that it was just a touch...disconcerting. Too upbeat. Too emphatic. Just...discrepant, somehow.