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wood-chipper-like aparatus
Saturday, November 22 2008
Gretchen spent the day at the Woodstock Animal Sanctuary preparing for their annual "ThanksLiving" event, wherein people eat vegan food with live turkeys as opposed to gathering to greedily devouring their corpses. For some seemingly-inexplicable reason, I've been more sympathetic to such vegan subversiveness since watching the now famous video clip of Sarah Palin whoring herself into a press availability, oblivious to the plight of turkeys being slaughtered over her shoulder. I don't know if it's the blood-spattered wood-chipper-like apparatus being used or Sarah Palin's empathy-free sing-song chirpiness, but this has to be one of the most disturbing things I've seen since a particularly gruesome decapitation website.
It was another cold mid-January-style day come two months too soon. At the greenhouse, it was one of those days where I couldn't seem to do anything right. I was distracted by the loss of a chisel (Had it fallen into the circumfoundational ditch? Or had it been buried beneath the leaves?), and I kept screwing things up. Part of the problem was that I had to keep marching up to the garage to make certain cuts with the mitre saw, and in one case I screwed up a measurement that I'd been reciting to myself. On another occasion I made the sort of error that happens when you plan as you go: I cut a roof support post too short, not considering the fact that some day I will be jacking the roof up and it will have to pivot wildly on that post and need clearance to avoid running into the south windows.
At some point this evening, I found myself over at Andrea's house yet again to fix her computer. Under her regime it's proving nearly as vulnerable to virii as it would be under the regime of a teenager. The thing I have to be careful about at Andrea's house is scope creep. I show up to do one little thing and the next thing you know... So today I finally had to say that I could no longer wait around any longer for her to crop and rotate pictures of her grandbaby in hopes of achieving the ideal grandmotherly desktop background. It's bad enough that I'm going to have to look at that picture every time I work on her computer from now into eternity.
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