A Collection Of Miscellaneous Thoughts

Have Jazz-car back. The bumper looks better than when I bought the vehicle! Caliber Collision does good work. Next, Jazz-car gets to go in to my uncle/mechanic for an oil change on Monday. Next week's writing class has gotten switched to Monday again. Timing may be tight; dinner may not happen until after class.

Wonderful Husband mentioned he had seen a gray Pontiac Solstice with the "Solstice" decal removed and a "Jazz" decal in its place. (Win!) Thus, I am now pondering getting in touch with a Honda dealership in the UK and getting a "Jazz" decal from them and figuring out how to swap it out with the US-only "Fit" decal....

And, to end the TFs riff, happy birthday to Megan Fox! Love to Mikaela; BV Carly simply does not exist. (DotM, in its entirety, does not exist. Also, Michael Bay does not exist.)

Changing topic, I work in the funeral industry. I have a terrific sense of gallows humor. One has to, or at least one develops it. That said, there are two things I have trouble parsing. The decals in the back windows of vehicles, with "[name], [birthyear] - [deathyear]". Why do people get those? And, also, twice now I've passed carwashes being held "In Remembrance Of [deceased]". I'm assuming they're to defray funeral expenses, but, just... somehow it doesn't quite compute.

And I must be more careful about where I leave mostly-pinned petticoats. I may see the giant green amoeba on the floor; Wonderful Husband may not, and thus step on a pin.... :(

Words and Wants

Class meeting Monday next week means I need to get my editing done by tomorrow night, and my photocopying done on Friday, because if there's a decent copyshop in Anaheim, I've yet to find it.

Finally, FINALLY to the sisters-meeting-Terren scene! 281/617, and 124,385. Only managed to drop 149 words tonight. Still, every little bit helps.

Also, there's a very nice Singer 24 (chain stitch machine!) treadle on eBay, and I wants it, yes I do, Precious, for embroidery.... It's affordable, but my difficulties are twain: (1) where do I put it, and (2) it's about 200 miles away. I will probably not bid on it, but in the few days meantime, I'll enjoy self-torment.