My mom’s birthday is coming up soonish and I’ve been trying to figure out what to get for her. I think I found what I’m going to get for her: reading glasses. Okay, that may not sound like a really good present to some people, but the designer reading glasses are so cool looking and I know that my mom loves to get glasses to match her outfits.
I am so tired… this kitten just screams and screams most of the time when anyone else holds it or tries to feed it… So I’m ending up with very little sleep at all. Every two, three hours I have to feed the kitten (sometimes more frequently). I also have to snuggle the kitten, while trying to type, as well as keep the kitten from crawling out of my lap.
Meanwhile, I’m getting almost no sleep. I swear, it’s worse than a human baby.
I really can’t wait until the kitten grows up enough that I don’t have to do this anymore.
Unlike eBay, where the highest bidder wins a prize, at bid4prizes it is the lowest bidder that wins. More correctly, it is the lowest unique bid that wins.
So let’s say that there’s something really cool that you want and you bid one cent on it. Then a bunch of other people come in and bid one cent, so you don’t have a unique low bid anymore and so you wouldn’t win. But if there was only one bidder on, say, ten cents and a bunch for nine and below, then the bidder who bid ten cents would win.
Right now, there are three auctions up to win. There is an Apple iPhone, a Samsung Plasma TV and a Scion XB (Toyota? Honda? I’m really not sure…). Currently, the lowest bid that will win the Scion is between one and twenty one cents… can you imagine getting a $15,000 car for only twenty cents? That’d be so cool!
The only downside is that these really are prizes, so you’re going to end up having to pay any taxes on what you win. But it’d still be cheaper than going out and buying new. I’d totally take that car if I could, since I don’t even currently have my own car.
There are only 2 days left to save chocolate as we know it (I wish I’d heard about this earlier). What’s the danger, you ask? Various manufacturers associations have asked the FDA to change the definition of chocolate from what it is currently to include what is currently termed only ‘chocolate flavored’.
They think we won’t know the difference.
Right.
I posted a longer rant on my candy blog, but here’s the essential part:
You have until the 25th (of April) to send the FDA a comment regarding this proposal. Guittard Chocolate has set up a website with this chocolate proposal information, including a link to the FDA site where you can send them (the FDA) your thoughts on this matter.
Go now. Don’t let them take our delicious chocolate away.
I dreamed that, for some reason, I was climbing this tree structure. It was like a tree house… only there were bits that stuck out and swung around, faaaaar from the tree itself. It was like a giant upside-down mobile (the things you hang from your ceiling and they go ’round and ’round). Despite the fact that I really hate heights, I didn’t mind too much, actually.
So while I’m playing around on this thing, I realize that the clouds are going supersuper fast (like 100MPH), even though the wind on the surface is calm.
So I’m climbing around on this thing in the evening and it’s spinning and zooming me around like crazy… suddenly I realize it’s dark. But that’s right before a brief flash of light, like a camera going off. I look around… before finally looking up as the giant mobile comes to a halt… Odd, there’s a bright pink nebula I never noticed before. It’s a supernova! I point this out to someone (I think it’s my mother) and we ‘oooh’ and ‘ahhh’ over the pretty colors.
So as we’re watching, suddenly, three or four more stars in the same area of sky go supernova! The sky is lighting up as bright as day and everyone’s coming outside to look. Oooh! Pretty!
So suddenly somebody points out ‘Hey! It must be the end of the world! Eeek!’ and everyone starts singing hymns. Quick flash to what is, I guess, the afterlife. But it’s kind of pathetic. I mean, in order to get into heaven, I have to prove that I did not steal some painting just before the supernovas (wouldn’t God know if I had stolen it or not?). So the rest of my dream degenerates into a sort of detective series as I try to explain what, exactly, I was doing in the days leading up to the end of the world.
I was framed for this theft, but woke up before I could prove it. I had gone back in time with, what I guess was an angel of some sort to ‘replay’ the past couple days. In the days before the end of the world, I had been locked up with some Di Vinci painting, copying them on a canvas in (very cheap) acrylic paint. That painting, or one stored in the same room, was stolen as was my very cheap paint set. The cheap paint set was then planted somewhere to make it look like I had taken the painting. I was this close to proving that the supposedly paralyzed janitor had done it.
It was funny… because the (supposedly) paralyzed janitor went around sweeping and doing maintenance work in a power wheelchair. Nothing against paralyzed people… but, janitor!? Not only that, he wasn’t even the head janitor of a cleaning staff… he was the only janitor. He had one of those ‘powerchair’, scooter, type things for people who are generally not completely disabled. He’d drive up to a pile of dust and lean over to sweep it up.
The only thing was, he was only pretending to be disabled, so that he could steal the painting. It was an odd secret identity for him to assume, I think.
I have some pretty strange dreams…
My aunt owns her own business. She’s always prints things out: flyers, employee memos, gift certificates… Everything. As a result, she’s always running out of office supplies and, most especially, printer paper.
Luckily, with Rapid Supplies, she could order these things without leaving to go to the store. It’s cheaper than just running to the store and even has free shipping over $75 (easily doable with what my aunt orders). Not only that, she can order toner and all sorts of other supplies.
This site will definitely be able to save my aunt time and, of course, money (time is money, after all). The only problem is she’ll have to remember to order before she actually runs out, but I doubt that’ll be much of a problem at all.
Every couple years, there’s a stray mother cat around here (not the same one) that has kittens and then abandons them. So, of course, I end up having to rescue them. Two days ago, I heard mewing under my window and went out to look.
I found two brand new kittens and their mother in some tall weeds. Okay, well, maybe things will be okay? So I waited… and waited… and 3 hours later the kittens were still squealing. When I’d look, the mother cat wasn’t even near her babies… she just sat there with a ‘what do I do?!’ sort of look on her face.
So, finally, three hours later I went to go get them. The mother wasn’t nursing them or anything. There were two kittens there, both grey and one smaller than the other one. The smaller one was pretty soaking wet, since the weeds were growing there due to swamp cooler runoff. So I brought them inside, warmed them up and started trying to feed them some emergency formula (milk, egg & salad oil).
That evening, I got a bottle and cans of kitten milk (milk for kittens, not made of kittens!) and started trying to feed them that. The bigger one quickly realized that bottle = food = good. But the smaller one would only eat a little or not at all and then cry.
Unfortunately, the smaller kitten died this morning… I guess being in the water and starved for 3 hours was just too much for it. The larger kitten, however, is doing just fine. It eats and then sleeps… and is so very tiny.
I love kittens… but I don’t need any more cats! Oh well.
