The "take:"
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| The Fantasies of Robert A. Heinlein | Robert Heinlein's Shadow: "The Seven Starlings" and "How Aeneas Browning Got Rich" |
- Mood:
loved
My parents bought me [and Tumble Rock Farm] an Egg Washing kit for my birthday. The kit is a handy piece of "kitchen engineering." Essentially a plastic wash bucket with some vent holes, an egg carrying basket, with differently sized weighted disks to keep varying quantities of eggs from bouncing out, an air compressor with a hose attachment designed to discourage back-flow, a valve stem connected to a perforated metal pipe...oh, I could go on, but you get the idea. [Get your own at eggcartons.com :) ].
While my parents are very creative in their gift-giving, it's not too hard to figure out that
On the plus side, as soon as we can find an affordable refrigerator [which is to say "as close to free as possible consistent with being in working condition"] the entire egg processing operation can be conducted in the barn.
- Mood:
awake
Happy Birthday to
puzzledance's LJ-less husband, purveyor of XSL-y goodness. Between his solution and what I learned from
mnfiddledragon as she gnawed away on this with and for me until late-late-late last night, and some tips from my friends J & T in Eau Claire, and some tidbits from others of you, I learned enough XSL over the last two days to be dangerous...and my transform work to place the needed value in the correct place. Of course I found that I had over-simplified the problem statement, so
puzzledance's sweety's transform didn't work out of the box. It took me a while to learn the other techniques I needed. Unfortunately, I didn't get it finished fast enough to wrap it into our export-processing Perl script and test it, so, sadly, I'll probably still get paged at 0-dark-30 this morning.
I then spent this evening racing home to get Q fed, racing to swimming lesson, getting home, and paying bills and processing paperwork related to getting the vendors building our house paid out of the construction line. In the middle of this, I did get to talk to
prettypammie.
Pam's been up in New Jersey attending H's wake and funeral, and--along with
godfatherur--helping her friends M & G with IT support. There's not much you can do or say to console a person in this situation. M was the driver of the van, she was, herself, pretty badly injured, H was her friend, employee, and god-daughter all in one. Pam and
godfatherur figured that if they can at least help keep the business's computer infrastructure on an even keel, they're doing something practical to help our friends in a time of great grief.
I'm holding down the fort here at home.
- Mood:exhausted
- Music:Tori Amos - Hoochie Woman
Dad made Paparitas, Lasagna, mom made salad with a dressing made from fresh herbs from her garden, and yummy garlic bread fresh from the oven.
Now--tired. Tomorrow--horsing, and maybe roboting...
- Music:Tori Amos - Goodbye Pisces
Books..there are always books...
Or maybe a certificate redeemable for a Night Out At The Movies...we're down to pretty much one movie a year now--if it ain't Lord of the Rings or Star Wars, it pretty much doesn't make the cut--and we haven't gone to see Star Wars Ep3 together yet.
Okay, I'll now admit my movie larceny--I went to see ep3 with my coworker because he and I were bored and had to wait several hours for the database folks to finish their conversion before we could get back to work...I don't know how to break this to
I hope.
Maybe I should put "movie larceny amnesty" on my birthday list?
I could also try the "Puss (in Boots) Big Eye" trick--but somehow
* big eye * blink * blink *



