I woke up to find one of our three foam pumpkin decorations had wandered off from the steps of our porch. Looking around I didn’t see any obvious place it could’ve rolled. It was just gone!
I stood there scratching my head, fuming that some neighborhood miscreant would walk off with my fake, two-dollar pumpkin. Then my neighbor walked by with her dog.
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We’ve entered prime harvest time for our tomato plants. I take a half-gallon of tomatoes off our plants every other day.
My plants would be over ten feet tall if I stood them up. They quickly outgrew the tomato cages. They’re monster plants.
I’ll miss having fresh tomatoes when the season’s over.
I had called the builder of our home, Kerr-Smith Homes and Land, a few weeks ago asking for the plans for our home so we could use them to finish a room in our upstairs. I called him again yesterday and left a message, but that was before I saw this:
Apex police charged John Banks Kerr, 35, of Raymond Street, with one count of felony worthless check, according to the warrant. The warrant says police think Kerr wrote a check for $137,963.32 to Guy C. Lee Building Materials on July 30, knowing that it would not clear.
Whoopsie. I suppose that’s why his website isn’t coming up now, either.
BlueNC calls out the News and Observer’s Dome reports for stretching truth about Bev Perdue’s willingness to debate.
While Bev Perdue doesn’t particularly excite me, I have to agree that the N&O headline is downright misleading.
This song makes me want to learn Swedish.
Sundance Kid (YouTube)
Kent
Det var en gång för så länge sen
Du och jag slogs mot dumheten
Vi följdes åt till våra drömmars stad
Vind i håret och vår sikt låg klar
Vi visste allt pojkars övermod
Ett farligt vapen var vår blinda tro
Det var en gång i ett annat liv
Ett annat dom mot ett annat vi och jag
Hör du mig
Hör du mig
Kan du höra mig
Hör du mig
Hör du mig
Allt det här är för dig
Hör du mig
Hör du mig
Kan du höra mig
Allt vi sagt allt vi gjort
Blev en sång för dig
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The paper tells me that North Carolina has the highest gas prices in the continental United States. Seems to me that this title is usually held by California, so something must really be amiss.
I’ll tell you what it is: North Carolina is being played. The oil companies are turning off the tap to bring us to our knees, either so we’ll cave and drill for oil along our beautiful, expansive coast or to help put oil-friendly politicians in the governor’s mansion and the Senate. Or it could be a way of striking back at Attorney General Roy Cooper for previous barking about price gouging after Tropical Storm Hanna (I say “barking” because I’ve seen no evidence of any bite). Somehow, some way, somebody is twisting the screws on us. I doubt its an accident.
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Since the tropical storm rolled through weeks ago I have not seen many if any finches at our bird feeder. Carolina chickadees, cardinals, and nuthatches still show up but the house finches are gone. I know they migrate but it seems they are gone earlier than normal.
Some right-wing group sent us mail trying to tie Kay Hagan’s energy polices to Jimmy Carter’s. I found it highly amusing. Just think where this country would be now if we had heeded Carter’s call to invest in renewable energy. We might have kicked our petroleum habit for good.
If this is Kay Hagan’s policy I want more of it!
Either the economic sky really isn’t falling or my credit is better than I think. The stream of credit-card offers sent to me has continued unabated. I got one yesterday and another today. Normally I’d find this annoying but it has now become strangely reassuring.
It was quite a busy day for me. I began the day by skipping breakfast and heading out at 7 AM to get my cholesterol checked. I had to drive to the Cary lab near my doctor and had an unwelcome reunion with the concept of rush-hour traffic. It didn’t take much staring at brake lights to make me so happy I don’t face that every day.
I got done with my appointment in time to park downtown and race to my office in time for a 9 AM conference call. This was followed by an 11 AM conference call, followed by a noon conference call.
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