Sandwiches and Shelves
Nat, Elle and I went to a sandwich place for dinner. The food was
great. We ran in to another family. Their little boy named Zachary was
flirting with Elle big time. She was flirting right back. It was so
cute. I wish I had a video camera. They had a pickup. We left in our
Carola. So unfair.
Nat went to Wal-Mart for a set of shelves. She is going to use the
shelves for her books. I think she should use a couple of plastic bins.
How often is she going to want to go find one of her books? That isn't
how book worm brains work. I remember the Vincin's place. It was wall
to wall shelves with novels three deep and a couple high. If their
house ever catches fire, it will burn for a month.
I'm the metal shelf kind of guy. I've blogged about building the
shelves in the garage. I have another set right next to my computer
desk. Adam says my corner of the dining room is very dense. I buy that.
Fire Alarm
There was a fire alarm at work. It happened right before I left.
There were a couple of people there. Lance was busy tapping away trying
to "get something out for Brian" so I left him to burn and fled the
scene. I did take the time to kick off some tests. I also stopped to
make an audio recording
of the fire alarm as I left. Walking past the huge lobby gives the
disembodied voice an ere echo. The phone did not do it justice.
The strobe lights were going off. I'm not sure how they get them all
to blink in unison. As Nat drove up to the building to pick me up she
remarked that you could tell something was going on from a block away.
There were no fire trucks. There was no announcement of a test like
normal. I have no idea what the hell was up. Blog it and move on I
guess.
Attire
Adam said I looked like one of the characters from Leave it to
Beaver. I had a sweater ans slacks on. I had the slacks on because I do
not have may clean cloths. I'm very lazy. I was waring the sweater
because It was freezing this morning. Someone said the temp dipped to
27 f This morning at Intercontinental. I believe it.
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