Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

24 February 2006

Enormous Questions

The biggest question confronting our times in a post-September-Eleventh world is...
"Why, God, didn't I make coffee this morning? What in the Hell was I thinking?"

After returning my rental car ($$) and getting my car back from the shop on Wednesday afternoon ($$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$), I drove myself to work in my newly fixed car Thursday morning. But after working ten hours at the airport, I went out to the parking lot and lo!, I realized I had a flat tire. (Good thing I had decided to wear an orange shirt that day.) So today's trek into work will be slowed down by the necessity of replacing one of my tires. Grrr.

Sorry I haven't posted in ten years. I've had car trouble. But I keep meaning to do a sort of countdown of posts about the OSCARS, which arrive on March the fifth. So, yeah, I'll get on that...