Email disclaimers: is there anything more ridiculous? By sending me an email with your “legal terms” stuck to the bottom, somehow that makes me bound by law to obey them? Whose law? What jurisdiction?
And another thing: what is your “property” doing in my inbox? You sent me the email: I didn’t ask for it! Even the U.S. Postal Service (and Federal Law) says that if someone mails you something by mistake, you are legally allowed to keep it.
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The other day I walked in the door to hear Kelly describing her hectic day spent driving to North Raleigh and back.
“I’m done with North Raleigh!” she declared with a grin.
Having made many trips myself driving up and down Capital Boulevard during the move, I knew what she meant. Our perspective on distances has really changed.
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I’ve been slack keeping y’all in the loop on the Raleigh Neighborhood College classes I’ve been taking. In a word, this program is terrific! I thought I knew my way around the city services, having been here for so long, but the resources available are truly impressive.
The class on communications and emergency services was memorable. We got a chance to tour the 911 center: a place I toured eight years prior as part of Garner’s police citizen’s academy. It didn’t seem to have changed too much, though I did notice the addition of multiple large, flat-panel TVs along the walls. Most of them were tuned to traffic cameras, though a few were tuned to the NCAA basketball tournament.
Hey, no sweat, as long as the phones aren’t ringing. And that’s one thing that wasn’t happening: there were few if any calls. I heard one dispatcher remark to another one “wouldn’t you know it. We get guests and there’s nothing going on.” Seems that people don’t hurt themselves or others when they’re glued to their televisions.
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I awoke to see a strange orb hanging in the eastern sky. It shone brightly and cast shadows all around our new neighborhood. It took me a while but I soon recognized it.
Hello, sun. Nice to see you after two weeks of clouds and rain. Now we get to see what our new home looks like in sunshine.
N&O columnist Ruth “I Love Jessie Taliaferro” Sheehan gets snippy with councilman Rodger Koopman in today’s column. The man must be doing something right. Perhaps she pines for the days of unresponsive, condescending council representation deep in the pocket of Big Real Estate.
I sure don’t. While I think the goals of the disposal ban were laudable, the people have spoken. Rodger is brave enough to admit he was wrong, and he listens to his constituents. Glory!
I’ve set up my Roomba in our new home and I have to say its doing a great job keeping our hardwood floors clean. It did a good job at our other home but there’s something nice about turning it loose on the floors here.
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I know the Carolina fan who reads the blog won’t be happy, but its gotta be said. While once I thought they were getting better, Carolina fans are still very much the “wine and cheese” crowd that Sam Cassell labeled them. Witness the response when the men’s basketball team returns to Chapel Hill Sunday afternoon following their Final Four loss to Kansas. News reports said “dozens” of UNC fans were there to greet the team as it returned home.
Dozens? UNC is the second-largest university in the state and was one game away from playing for the national championship and mere “dozens” of UNC fans were there to thank their team?
Only on the bandwagon when the team is winning. Pathetic. The river of Carolina fandom is miles wide and an inch deep.
Did I mention that Cannibal Sea is a phenomenal pop album? Here’s my guess on the lyrics to The Pride.
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The Pride
Essex Green
When The Pride left the cape
the winds swept the mains
and lines of geese saluted
this stick-and-tree parade
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I got the news Saturday that Falls Lake is now full again. In fact, its 1/10th of a foot above normal at 251.6 feet. The non-stop rain we got last week really pushed us over the top. Officials expect even more rain to trickle in and raise the level even further. We’ve sure come a long way from the Christmas Day reading ten feet lower than that.
Now we’re going back to the more lenient Stage 1 restrictions. It remains to be seen whether we’ve learned anything. Rampant development will continue again unabated and we’ll wind up facing the same dilemma again within three years. You watch.
After a busy week at work, I spent another busy weekend Gettin’ ‘Er Done at home. More unpacking Friday evening, and some time spent on top of a ladder cleaning out the first of our many clogged gutters.
Saturday I spent another 2 hours at the Hobhouse house packing up belongings in the garage. I spent the rest of the day unpacking that load and distributing it around the new home before getting ready for dinner. Satuday evening I joined the rest of the family for a surprise retirement party for my mom. We enjoyed a fun dinner at 18 Seaboard before returning back to our home to take a quick peek at the Kansas-UNC NCAA Final Four game.
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