Precipitation Participation

It's funny how a weekend away is more dependent on a sunny disposition than a rainy day.

You go away with a great bunch of people, and it may pour with rain the whole time but you remember having a blast huddling under the tent and listening to the music, the raindrops on the canvas and the laughter.

You go away with an unhappy camper, and it may be sunny and hot the whole time but you can only really remember that mini-hissy fit thrown, a hairy eyeball or two, or the snide remarks...

I like the former. That's a recipe for some fun times. :)

At A Loss For Words

I have a lost book milling about somewhere at the library.

I'm pretty sure I took it back a few months ago but I have a feeling they skipped it and put it straight on the shelf without scanning it in.

The annoying part is, I have no idea what the title is to remember what it is and what I did with it -- when I look it up online, it has some generic book name instead of a proper title and description.

The librarian clerks told me at the time that if it was at the library like I had said, then someone was bound to come by and check it out, so I would be cleared.

But sometimes I read obscure books...

And sometimes I forget to bring things back...

So which is it? ... And is it worth $8.95 and hassles to find out??

E-Computing

For all the information we save online, somewhere, somehow, someone is saving this information on a small chip. Millions of people are emailing and blogging and writing in forums and posting interesting items...

Does it all take up space?

How is this space impacting the environment?

Should we delete information we don't need anymore??

Enlist Me

I love lists. Things to do... Spreadsheets... Menus... Sets of numbers... They all have order and rightness in this world.

And hey, here's a nice big list.

Yeah, I found it in an email forward, of all places (insert squishy sounds of rolling eyes).

It does have a few good'uns though: store brands are good enough, talkers should ask more questions, talent is often just hard work, and lastly, I'm wasting my time by proclaiming what I find important -- I really should just be doing it.

Ilana Talk

Happy New Year, 2008! I'm hoping this year will provide a little more stability than last in terms of job stuff and life stuff, but hey, something good always comes from something bad, right? So to start things off again for this year, here's a little exchange I overheard at one of our recent family gatherings...

My almost-2-yr-old niece was "explaining" (in her 2-3 word sentence structure) what a few different animals sound like to her grandparents and parents:

"Ilana, what sound does a dog make?"
"Wuhh wuhh."
"Ilana, what sound does a monkey make?"
"Ooo Ooo."
"Ilana, what sound does Ilana make?"
<pause> "... Ilana talk?"

And then later that evening,
"Ilana, what sound does a duck make?"
"Wak wak."
"Ilana, what sound does a cow make?"
"Mooooooo."
"Ilana, what sound does Daddy make?"
<no pause, big grin> "Ooo Ooo!"