My phone number spells what?!?

http://www.phonespell.org/

Until today I thought my number spelt nothing... I guess I was wrong.

This is very timely, since my roommate recently mentioned to me that his family number spells SEX-HELL.

Camera working again.

I got my camera working again... by buying a new flash card... look at how nicely my coach house is coming along.

Almost done.
Almost.

Firefox lost all my settings.

Okay, this sucks. All my firefox settings, including all of my bookmarks just disappeared. Of course my backups are like a year old. What a pain. I think it had something to do with trying to update my drivers for my flash card reader, but I can't exactly explain what happened. I guess even I'm not immune to computer problems. On a happier note, my Mom now has DSL, so I can fix her computer problems remotely.

Volleyball

Played volleyball on the beach today. Ran into Dan Kiernen, who was playing on another court. I should have signed up at the beginning of the season. It should be no problem getting there after work. Went out to Duffy's afterward. No word from Rami... I guess he's not in town.

Got harped on by Mark pretty bad: something about my best friend's girlfriend. Could be he's just jealous? :-) I wasn't expecting such an onslaught from him. I think he was trying to get a reaction. Years of training against my brother allows me to maintain a calm demeanor under such fire.

Duffy's was good. Three dollar plates of wings made up for six dollar Hacker Pschorr's.

Got a call from my Mom rather late. Talked on the phone and then stopped by her house and chatted till after 11pm. She's missing my Dad who is on vacation, and is getting bummed about the amount of work around the house she is doing.

Brats for breakfast.

Why am I up at midnight? Brats for dinner tonight. Brats too for breakfast tomorrow. Halibut for lunch... again. Too many left-overs. And what should I do with the pineapple on my kitchen table?

Went to dairy queen after work to meet up with Scott Schwemin and friends (Kelly, Jen, Liz K, and Trisha.)

I need more sleep.

Work update: Receiver boards should be built early next week. I've got a lot to do to prepare for them.

Coach House update: floors partially completed. Work is in Eric's court. Flooring looks great. Paint still not complete. Waiting for a cool spell, and some free time.

Volleyball starts tomorrow.

Happy Independence Day

I really enjoyed our party this Saturday. It turned out to be a wonderful experience. We ended up with more food than we started with, and lots of interesting drinks. Sunday morning we had barbecued chicken for breakfast on the grill. Nick Lesher was seen drinking directly out of a bottle of wine. (He said something like: this is just water right?)

It was suprisingly not very messy. I did not finish cleaning Sunday or today, so I've got some more cleaning work to do.

Today I grilled the extra Halibut, and I still have about sixteen brats. Anybody want to come over and eat brats with me?

Scott Schwemin made an appearance, and visited Vicky and Ian's 16 entry rib contest with us. It was good to see him back from the Navy, and in seemingly good shape.

Excellent spot to watch the fireworks downtown: NE corner of Buckingham fountain in the grass triangle surrounded by bushes.

I don't think I've been relaxed at all by this weekend.

Frustrated by closed bars this weekend: first, after the taste on Sunday, Manhattan's was closed. (Jen Steven's old Law School bar.) And tonight the Butcher's Dog was closed. (Luther's reportedly best pint of Guinness bar.) We'll try again some other time.

Saturday I got to play piano sitting next to an opera singer. Tonight I got to play piano with two four year olds. (One requested the ABC song, and I came through for him. I think he was impressed.) Zeke has good rythm, but needs a little work on hitting individual keys.

Maybe next week I'll figure out the meaning of life, but tonight I'll sleep and try not to think too hard.