Spent my morning on support tickets. Got the queue down from 40 to 27 before noon, and then went to karate. Dan is making me re-learn all my techniques left handed. This isn’t so bad for the punch responses. However the “forms” (formal exercises) are a cast iron bitch. Left? Right? Block? Punch? Gah. Back to square one. Well, not quite … I’m two years stronger and more nimble … but I still have to re-learn everything well enough to know it backwards and forwards. “This is what I do to people like you,” he said. I think he meant it as a complement.
Installed a squirrel resistant birdfeeder. It’s got a little ledge that’s spring loaded, so that a one oz bird won’t close the feeder, but a multi pound squirrel will. Everything I’ve heard indicates that the rodents are *way* too smart to be stopped by this, but it’s an effort at least. I have to curtail the burn rate of 25lbs of sunflower seed per week.
The weekend was spent messing around. We had a nice date on Friday, saw “V for Vendetta,” which is remarkably good. Went to the zoo on Sunday to see the baby zebra and golden monkeys.
And now, a poetic interlude:
My life, it is lived in a haze of caffeine
I stutter awake to the call of the bean
Until I have brewed it and drunk it I’m mean
I cuss like a sailor, jen says it’s obscene
My lust for the bean, it leaves me no choice
As it shortens my life and it hoarsens my voice
My pancreas quivers, my eyelids they twitch
And on the worst days, well, it makes my bowels itch
My nerves they are shattered, my reflexes shot
But a strong cup of coffee’s the one thing I’ve got
So batten the hatches and pour me a cup
Of that marvelous beverage, before I throw up.
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