The bird is free! He (she? How do you sex a chick, anyway? No, wait, smartasses – don’t answer that.) must have made his way out of the wall overnight. He was sitting on the floor in the basement this
Heartbreaking
A bird nest must have fallen from one of our eaves down into the wall near the front door. We can hear a bird trapped in the wall chirping repeatedly for help. I ache for that bird. We keep going
Except not the Ambien sex parties
Just got back from a Nashville Pride fundraiser where both mayoral candidate David Briley and Al Gore’s gay cousin Doug were in attendance. I guess maybe we’re finally getting established enough here to get invited to the interesting parties.
On a lighter note
I love this, but then, I would. Even as their music became increasingly bogged down by vintage cheesy synths, Sonar drums and other trendy production tricks of the time, the Philly soul element still managed to emerge from it —
Garden drama update
Fence dude says it’ll be six weeks before he can get started. Bleah. Anybody want to place bets on what’ll be the next plant to disappear? Daylilies? Wintercreeper? Lavender? I tell you what: it better not be the resurrection lilies
I can’t think of a subject stupid enough
I backed out of the backyard into the alley this morning — naturally, we’re parking out back these days — and was detoured when I got to the end of the alley by Morgan Park Place construction blocking my normal
Attention Nashville Bloggers:
I think we should pitch in and get this for Brittney.
Convergence-minded developers and engineers, now’s your chance!
See, this is exactly why I’ve said that Twitter is just a convergence generation ahead of its time.
Mac geeks?
I upgraded the RAM in my PowerBook from 512 MB to 2 GB last night but it’s still a bit sluggish. Must be a different problem. Hard drive, perhaps. Suggestions?
Missing Inaction
I’ve been chastised by multiple people in multiple circles within the past week for not posting enough. I think about it a lot, but I never seem to make the time. Part of it is I feel like I’m scrambling