Got a nice, long sleep, didn't get up until 20:45... about ten hours. I like it when that happens.
I'm spending the night reading on the About Atheist/Agnostic forum. It's interesting, every time that I get interested in it there's a new bunch of people there... then I get bored with it and come back weeks or months later, and another new bunch! Of course, there are the few that are always there, setting people straight...
O'yeah, and playing freecell. As usual.
09:35...
I cleaned up the kitchen and discovered... well, not really discovered, but faced the reality... mice. I went to get a dishtowel and one fell out of the drawer onto my foot. My bare foot. Well, my foot wasn't bare but he fell on the bare part that wasn't covered up by my houseshoe.
So I opened some more drawers and found a bunch more, and lots of evidence of their being there.
I decided to first, clean out the cabinets and not keep foodstuffs in them, and second, figger out how to keep the mousies out of the kitchen.
See, when I built the kitchen, I didn't really seal the crawl space very well, figgering that I'd go do it later. And the backs of the lower cabinets were loose, I figgered that I'd do them later too. Neither of which I actually ever did. And both of which will now be infinitely more difficult.
Well, infinitely isn't really a good word... way too strong, involking infinity on such a small, mundane problem.
And of course I decide to do all of this on the last day of my rotation off. Three days ago would have been much better. But now I'm stuck with just finishing what I started... cleaning out the drawers and cabinets, throwing away a lot of damaged stuff and junk. Junk really accumulates in kitchen drawers if you're not careful about things like that, And I've never been accused of being that way at all... and neither is Karen, dammit.
One of us should have been born with a "neat" gene, or at least accumulated it somewhere along the line, but no. At least, I don't understand the reason why she collects such peculiar junk... nor does she understand my eclectic collections. If we understood each other, we could throw each others junk away and not have to worry about it. But she has no idea of the value of my junk, nor I hers, and either of us will kill if our junk is touched.
Anyway, I digress. One of my favorite things to do, digression. It keeps me from getting bored.
I heard a good one about baby bush... he has Reagans' brains and Nixons' integrity.
One of the reasons given for the partnership with "faith-based" organizations is that religion may be used to heal (I assume that they're talking about alcoholism and dope addiction... I hope that they don't mean cancer and heart disease). But these organizations are not supposed to preach along with their good deeds if they're getting government money. So how is that gonna work?
And who, pray tell, is going to make sure that they do what they're supposed to do? Why, that would be the government... under the direction of baby bush.
And so, if the churches are getting tax money, how 'about they start paying taxes, huh?
Huh? Huh?
Not likely, that.
Again, changing the subject... I shouldn't get riled up before going to sleep...
Beautiful weather here right now. Cold front coming in, though... low down around 5F tonight, they say. And maybe a little snow, too. Then some rain, then some more snow, then some sunshine, then some more snow, and before you know it, it'll be summertime.
And I'm gonna get some fishing done this year, I am. I am, I am, I really really am.
And some sleeping done right now, I am.
So... it's later now.