Monday, April 22, 2002

Sick and Tired but Kind of Lucky Anyway

Seems I finally got the first cold of the season. My nose has been running and I think I'm running a slight fever. I'm taking up my share of tissues at work while listening to Laurie Sargent. I was supposed to go to Fry's this weekend and get my hub, so I could setup my digital darkroom, but I wasn't feeling up to it, so instead I crashed at my folks house for most of the weekend. It was nice, and sunny, despite the cold. I will try to go to Fry's at some point soon.

I went to Tai Chi yesterday and had an OK workout. She worked us hard, for a Tai Chi class actually. We work up quite a sweat, which is surprising but good for us. I think Steve is enjoying the classes.

I can't believe they killed The Lone Gunman last night on the X Files. I missed the first part of it, but they ended up dead. Which, I suppose, is worse off than I have been feeling. I suppose I should feel lucky. Kind of like that old joke, "this is my dog. He has three legs, no tail, and one ear. We call him LUCKY...."

Ken, it seems had fun at the BBQ. That's good. Ken's blogger indicates that Ted is up to something. Hide your women and children, he's at his old tricks again.

Saw my cute neighbor yesterday. He was out doing his grass. And such nice grass it is too. He has a cute house. Not too big, but not too small. Probably the same size as mine, except that it has a gameroom and it's 2 story. I wish I had a gameroom. Then I could play pool. That's one of the things I miss the most about back east. The pool tables. Don't get me wrong, the ocean was kinda nice too.

But, I'm just happy to be LUCKY. Like the doggie. And the cigarettes. Without the strikes.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Thursday, April 18, 2002

More About HIM

A lot of people have been asking me about HIM. Who is HE? Why don't you just say who HE is?

I'm getting a lot of folks guessing or, even worse, thinking they know who HE is when they, in fact, have no clue. So, I thought I would write one entire blog on the subject of HIM. I guess you could call this a HE FAQ. Here goes.

1. Who is HE?
HE is somebody who shall remain nameless, probably because he sometimes reads this and mostly because I do not want folks teasing me about HIM. Or asking too many questions. HE is more a personae than you might think. Think of HIM as partly a guy I used to work with and partly the "Mr. Right" I want to meet and captivate someday.

2. Isn't HE just really ?
Most (all) of your guesses have been very inaccurate. I'm surprised at some of the folks you people think I'm carrying a torch for. Geesh. Above all, do you not think I have any taste?

3. Does HE really exist?
Yes. I worked with HIM in a prior job and we've kept in touch. Note that, YOU may not know everybody that I've worked with in the past, as I've had many jobs, some for a short time. So, drawing upon this logical conclusion, it's entirely possible that HE exists and is a real person while YOU have simply never met him. Sorry to break the bad news to you. :~)

4. What does HE look like?
Tall, sandy hair. Drives a sporty car. Clean shaven. Enough said.

5. Will you ever reveal HIS identity?
Perhaps someday, but not anytime soon. I prefer to write about HIM in the third person. Makes for a more interesting read. Don't you think? Plus I feel more free and anonymous this way. Just a personal preference, I suppose.

6. Are you trying to drive me crazy with this HIM and HE and HIS?
Sorry but, you're probably already there and I had nothing to do with it. Well, ok. Maybe just a little bit to do with it. But, c'mon, admit it. YOU can't pin most of IT on ME.

7. Can you tell me anything else about HIM?
Already have. Let's see....he's likes chess. Hangs out in Hyde Park. Has an X-girlfriend. Works for a big company in high-tech. He drinks tea (Earl Grey, in case you could not figure it out.) Is well traveled (been to every country on the globe.) He does Judo and practices some martial arts (actually he's pretty good from what I hear.) He's polite and soft-spoken. He's a more than adequate photographer and author. Gosh, what more do you want to know? (Sorry, I've never measured his penis size. And it's not like I'd care either.)

8. Why don't you just ask HIM out?
This one has several answers. Mostly because I do not ask men out. I'm too shy. But also because WE are mostly friends and it wouldn't be good (or healthy) to go out with such a good friend. It would be a great way to ruin an otherwise great relationship. Sorry, but I suppose the real answer lies somewhere between the "F" word and my shyness. :~)

9. If you won't ask him out and you won't tell who he is, why don't you shut up about HIM already?
Because you keep nagging me about HIM and HE makes for interesting blogs. Plus WE are friends. He is an integral part of Carol's Little World. In fact, HE's part of the reason I started blogging in the first place.

10. If you carry such a torch for HIM, why don't you blog about HIM every day?
I blog about HIM when I see HIM or when HE crosses my mind. Note that, this sort of implies that you are privy to the inner workings of MY mind, which is a scary thought in and of itself (for YOU anyway.)

So now you know. Or don't know. Or don't care. Welcome to life in Carol's Little World. Enjoy the view.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Wednesday, April 17, 2002

Tuesday, April 16, 2002

Now that I'm Dead, I'm Feeling a Bit Better Today Thanks

Since I've re-attached my arm. Just kidding. (Actually just checking to see if you were reading carefully :~) Seriously, I want to find one of those "I'm feeling...." "today" graphics for my blogger. I've seen them out on the web so I know they exist. If anybody has any clues as to from what site I can blatently steal ^H^H^H^H^H download one from, that'd be great.

It's been a while since the Ci2i folding, so I'm starting to make plans for the reunion. Details to follow shortly.

I have to clean my house again. It gets dirty quickly and then it becomes difficult. I don't feel like inviting folks over for anything (like a reunion with 200 people!) when my place looks like a dump. I also need to get the fooz table. Maybe I can fit it in my new car, since it's a hatch. It's actually quite roomy inside. You can fit a LARGE BOX into the damn thing, which is nice.

Oh wait, I guess I just broke the first rule of blogging, "no cussing." Well, SHEEEEET. At least that's what they say in Texas when you've got no arms. Wasn't there a movie title along those lines? Things to do in Denver when you're Dead or some such thing? Apologies to the folks in Denver if I have the wrong city. I know it wasn't Peoria. Nothing ever happens in Peoria. Or Vermont. They should make a Peoria Vermont and call it Capitol of Nowhere. Yup. That's it. Nothing ever happens here. Could be the motto. Instead of "the lone star state" or "the empire state" or whatever. Kind of like Potsdam, where the unofficial motto was, it's not the end of the world but you can see it from here.

If they did this, I could make a move and sell postcards. Greetings from Peoria. We're all DEAD. And I could call the movie Things to do in Peoria Vermont when you're more dead than the next guy.
Hmm. Have to work on the title of the movie a bit.

Hey, don't laugh. It's a gig, right?

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

BTW, I'm tempted to just go with youngblood for the name of the car.

Monday, April 15, 2002

We had another layoff today at work. They let my manager go. I guess you could say, instead of,

"the beating will continue until morale improves"
"the layoffs will continue until the economy improves."

Either way, it sucks. I've got friends that have been out of work for a year. I hate it. You would have thought the war would have stimulated the economy, instead it seems to just hurt it more. I keep checking signs of The Street to see any improvement but there just simply aren't any. Damn, I hate living like this. It's the pits.

In other news, I'm glad Ken had a grand old time down in San Antonio. Good for him. He needs to party more. He's too much like an old fuddy-duddy and he's not even that old. Come to think of it, he's not that much of a fuddy-duddy either but I suppose the name just fit. I also need to call Kancher-oni to find out when she is coming down again. And when we will have the Ci2i reunion party. It'll probably be at my house, I suppose.

Well, my build is done and I want to get out of here, so more blogs later.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Thursday, April 11, 2002

Don't Push That Button

I have finally ordered some equipment so I can begin to do digital darkroom work. I'm excited about this. It should be showing up on or before April 16th, which is like next week (next Tuesday, I believe.) How fun. I look forward to setting this all up and playing with it. I can hardly wait to print out some of my 120 slides which I have never been able to print. That and, now I get to play with Photoshop. I don't know why I waited so long to order this stuff. I kept pulling it up on the screen and not pulling the trigger to order. I should have just clicked that old Submit button sooner.

Listening to Eric Clapton's Badge over lunch today. Great song. "You'd better pick yourself up off the ground before the pull the curtain down."

We had some customers in at work today so everybody looks so...presentable. Plus we all come in early and refrain from cursing too much in the office. It's kind of nice, actually. I can't believe that it's already Thursday. I have a lot of stuff I want to finish this week.

I'm seriously considering buy the new Tae Bo routines on DVD, which would force me to go and get a DVD player. I am getting really bored doing the basic Tae Bo tape and the advanced is too long. After riding the bike for 20 minutes, I cannot handle 56 minutes of work out. They have some new ones which basically replace the beginner one I have. I may just spring for them. We'll see.

I heard from Kancher-oni yesterday but only briefly. She just stopped in to AIM me and say Hello and see how things were going. I told her a bit about what has been happening. Nothing interesting. I suppose the biggest news is no news at all. It could be worse. We could all live in Israel and be fighting off crazed Palistinians. Now, that would really suck. Talk about pushing the wrong buttons.

Apologies for the boring blogger today but I'm just not into it right now. Perhaps latter on I will think of something better to say. That usually happens. Right after I click the big, honking, post and publish button. Something supendiously funny and infinitely interesting will flow from my head as soon as I push that button. Dang. Makes me want to leave the screen up all day. Oh wait, you can't tell if I've already done that or not. Well, you'll just have to take my word for it. Carol's Little World gets so much more, ahem, interestingwhen I push the wrong buttons. Kind of like that old Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times." I should probably add, "and may you never push the wrong buttons."

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off and pushing the wrong buttons for all the right reasons.

Wednesday, April 10, 2002

Greetings from the Devil Duck

Still trying to get over the fact that I'm a DEVIL Duck. Wow. Little ole' me. What a surprise. Who would have guessed it? I suppose all the smooth jazz in the world cannot make up for some things. Speaking of smooth jazz, I'm listening to that again. Go figure. Last week P.O.D. and NIN and this week Warren Hill. And I still have the Kip Winger photo as my background. I really should be a COMPLICATED Duckie but they don't have a test for one of those. Or so it would seem.

I ordered my digital darkroom equipment last night. I'm so excited. I didn't spend all that much money and I've going to have a nice little setup. The only gotcha (there's always a catch, right?) is that I will not be able to do 11x14 prints for a while. I will have to limit myself to 8x10s or smaller, until I shell out the $900 for the good printer. But, the equipment that I have will be just as archival, providing I use the correct inks/paper and all, plus it will allow me instant gratification, much like doing Polaroids had in the past. The thing I loved about doing the Polaroids is that I did not have to include the lab in my work, except for the final printing. I was free from their spell, their hassle, and their high cost (and everything else that goes along with using a professional lab, which is not very "professional" and really ends up being a pain in the neck.) This will be even better, as I will have no lab no more, except for running film, which I can pretty much either do myself (for b&w) or do through the Fuji lab in Arizona. Maybe choose to go local if there's something I really want quick turn-around time on and it's hot outside. But, for the most part, I will be lab free.

I also investigated putting some images up on the web. Yes, it's true. Carol's Little World may shortly go "visual." How will you possibly contain yourselves? All three of you who regularly read my on-line diary will now have a picture to look at, to go along with the verbiage. All that and a devil duck. What more could you possibly ask for?

Until next time, this is Carol, the DEVIL in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Tuesday, April 09, 2002

Oh this is too good....

BTW....I'm a

All ducks aren't sweet and innocent and you prove that. You have a nasty streak.

Find your inner rubber ducky.

Famous Geeks and Stately Funerals

I saw some old DEC friends on the web yesterday. Seems Jon "Maddog" Hall (the fellow who tought me UNIX, really) now works for ThinkGeek/Slashdot. How cool is that? I know a couple of computer "geek" Gods besides Jon actually, although I used to work closely with him. I used to sit across a visiting "consultant" type at DEC who was never around, whom I never actually got the chance to meet. Why am I telling you this, you ask? Because his name was Bill Gates (yes, THAT Bill Gates) He had a cube in Nashua (rather large one actually) but I doubt he ever showed up to work in it. He was, at the time, trying to convince DEC to open a plant in Seattle. They didn't, but he did and the rest, as they say, is HISstory.

Oh, and I once had lunch with Ritchie (the C guy). He was cool. Although I always got him confused with Kernigan, however you spell that. I used to date the guy who wrote Kerberos. I know nothing about Kerberos (not even how to spell it really) but that doesn't stop folks from asking me. I suppose I could always call Bill and say, "Hi! How are ya? BTW, I need to ask you....." but I absolutely HATE getting those phone calls myself, so I will refrain. Lucky me, it's been a while since DEC had to decipher the netsetup code I wrote.

Listening to Keb' Mo' at work and really enjoying it. It's a nice sunny day today. I want to go sit outside somewhere and eat. I packed a lunch, but don't really want to eat it. But, I've a new house, new car, and the economy is sucky, so I probably will. Another cheese sandwich in a purple lunchbox done me wrong. I should write a blues song.

I watched the funeral for the Queen Mum this morning. It was elegant and stately. Just the way she was. If that royal family had any brains, they would drag her around the street for another six months, as she was the only respectable member of the entire family. It's all downhill from here, folks. And I hope I'm not the first one to point this out to you. Charles should be re-named Chuck but than that would be an insult to famous Chucks throughout history. Wait a minute, are there any famous Chucks? I suppose if I think really hard, I will come up with one or two. I think Chuck Woolry is famous, even though I do not know how to spell his name. But, he is a Chuck for you. My dog would be insulted and he's a Chuck. Sort of. Charlie is close enough, I suppose.

Hey Ken, if you are reading this, we need to figure out how to add graphics into this thing. To make it more complete. But then, I suppose I'd have to get a REAL web site, with a REAL website host and all, and I'm too cheap to pay for this.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

PS If you read this, please either sign the guest book or send me a note, so I've a count of how many folks are reading. I want to start keeping track of these things, you know. And, do let me know if you would be totally pissed off if I moved the site to someplace where I can have pics. Some of mine, in fact. Thanks!

Monday, April 08, 2002

Weekends' Happenings

It was quite a weekend. First there was a tornado in West Texas. Glad it missed Cedar Park and South Austin.

Ken sent me an email telling me he was in a car wreck on Saturday, down in San Antonio. Apparantly, the roads were slick and he fishtailed and hit a guard rail. Luckily, there were no serious injuries, but he's driving a rental now and hoping they will fix his truck.

I signed up for Tai Chi classes at the Buddhist Temple on Loop 360. Check out the web site here for more details. I attended my first class. It was fun, very relaxing. The temple is beautiful. I took some photographs, but I will have to go back and re-photograph it again when the weather is nice. I hope my picture of the golden Buddha comes out at least.

I got my tax refund and I'll be buying some digital darkroom equipment shortly. I have to get photo mailers too, as I've been shooting a bit. I went down south on Saturday, even though the weather was crappy. I got to use a friend's darkroom and enjoy some time in the dark with her work.

I saw HIM yesterday, for a short time. HE's doing well. Enjoying life as a single person and happy they are not laying off at the place where HE works. They had some massive layoffs there this time last year and HE's just happy he survived the cut. HE said HE got moved around and re-org'ed a bit but HIS job is still in tact. We were checking out and several other job-related web sites and were both happy to find that there were some job postings. It seems a lot of places are hiring temporary help, so they do not have to turn around and layoff again, but they have started hiring, slowly but surely.

Listening to Dire Straits at work. Good for a Monday morning. "Once upon a time in the west" could have been written about Austin, many years ago, I suppose.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Friday, April 05, 2002

Hardcore for a Friday Afternoon

It's happy Friday again. This past week really felt like a long one. I have decided that my new buggy needs a new name. I think I am going to name it something with a reference to "youth" because of the fact that I keep hearing P.O.D.'s Youth of the Nation on the radio and because a lot of folks have commented that it "makes me look young" (whatever this means, I dunno). Perhaps it's a nice way of saying I'm getting too old to drive a sporty car. So, for names, I'm thinking something along the lines of youngblood or lil' coupe. Something like that. I will think of something final and post it here.

I was going to rip Ken for mailing me the answers to the questions below and not actually blogging them, but then I realized I never answered them myself. HA! So much for making fun of Ken. In other news, Ken would be proud of me today. I'm listening to some hardcore music. The P.O.D. thing had me wanting to download the song and then, being the artiste that I am, I had to make a playlist for my winamp at work that included nothing but hardcore stuff. At least it's hardcore by my stands, which are, admittedly, quite wimpy.

These are my pics so far:

P.O.D. - Youth of the Nation
Nelly - Take a Ride with me
Eminem - the real Slim Shady (X Rated Version)
Bush - Glycerine
NIN - several tracks including Sanctified and Head like a Hole
Perl Jam - Yellow Ledbetter
STP - Interstate Love Song

Granted these are not my final pics, as I'm still working on the list, but it's a start. I'd like to add some Alice Cooper, maybe Only Women Bleed, as I really like that song. I love it when folks get out of Dorian and Lydian modes and venture off into the great unknown, or less obvious musical realms. Oh wait, I can't really talk about this kind of music too seriously. It's kind of like punk. If you take it seriously, you don't get to take it with you. I suppose that's how it works. I was an ok guitar player, except for the fact that I cannot bang my head. It's a shame too, because I used to have a lot of hair. It would have looked good if I could ever figure out how to do it. But, at least I could play. That's all that's really supposed to matter anyway.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off, and feeling quite "un-Dorian" if that's even a word.

Thursday, April 04, 2002

More Questions

1. If you could kiss a famous person (any famous person living or dead) who would it be and why?

2. If you could travel to meet a famous person somewhere, where would you choose to go and who would you meet?

3. If you had the choice between being famous or having a great deal of wealth but never achieving fame, which path would you take? (Bascially fame or fortune which would you choose and why?)

4. If you could read any famous persons blogger (or personal diary) who would it be?

5. Are there any famous people you would NOT want to meet? Anybody in particular you would AVOID if given the opportunity?

OK Ken (and everybody else, actually) I want answers now!

BTW, I forgot to mention yesterday that I think Kip Winger is as cute as ADAM ANT and I have now replaced my windows screen with a picture of him. After two years of having the same pattern at my desk, despite having various jobs, I figured I was over due for a makeover and he just fit the bill. Dang, he's even cute today. I love a man who keeps his looks as he ages. And I love him even more when he can look "distinguished" (whatever that means.)

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off, waiting for folks to answer my Q's, and not looking very distinguished.

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

Ultimate Object of My Affections

Ken, you missed a couple. First off, I would definately put Sean Cassidy ABOVE David. Secondly, you forgot Andy Gibb. Also, I don't even know what Don Dokken looks like. Sorry to disappoint.

And, most importantly, I have two word for you:


Enough said.

Famous Footnotes

My friend, Ken, it seems has chastised me for not mentioning all of the famous people I've met. How could I forget. My most sincere apologies to all I have forgotten and Ken insists that I mention them, so here goes.

I worked on Eric Johnson's web site at one time, and we've practiced at the same house of worship, although I never really got to meet him more than in brief passing (hey, I don't like autographs in the first place. I'm surely not going to go up to some guy while he's worshiping and ask for a sig.) I also met Jimmy Vaughn briefly (very briefly.)

I met the Indigo Girls, the Allman Brothers, and Merl Saunders at the first Earth Day celebration in Boston. I got to spend some quality time with Merl and ended up calling him "Uncle Merl" by the end of the evening, despite the fact that I did not know who he was when I was initally told, "we'll get to meet Merl Saunders."

There is actually a (somewhat) funny store behind this. I didn't know who he was at first and somebody, my friend Tree (I believe,) said, "he does Bertha." I responded by saying, "yeah, so. The Dead do Bertha, the Indigo Girls do Bertha. I do Bertha. Every damn bar band in the country does Bertha. It's not like....." I started to say, "it's not like he wrote the damn song or anything" when Tree stopped me and said, "um, Carol. He wrote Bertha." GASP! A man who wrote one of my favorite songs and I didn't even know who he was. And I like to think I'm pretty up on things in the music department. So much for that.

I have also met some of the members of LA Guns and Slash from Guns and Roses.

I suppose, since I have met several famous people, I can add the following question to the list:

6. Which famous person surprised you the most?
Keith Richards for his work ethic (no kidding). Johnny Depp for his consideration and kindness. Bob Dylan for his moodiness and tempermental outbursts. They are, like the rest of us, all different, I suppose. Dylan was a really shocker though. And Keith does work very hard at what he does.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off and thanking her lucky stars she's "unfamous" like the rest of you.

Monday, April 01, 2002

Belated Five

Here are my answers to the five questions. I hope you enjoy.

1. If you could eat dinner with and "get to know" one famous person (living or dead), who would you choose?
Siddhartha Gautama without question. Although several others have peaked my interest, most recently the Dalai Lama and Maya Angelou.

2. Has the death of a famous person ever had an effect on you? Who was it and how did you feel?
Yes. Oddly enough it was Jerry Garcia.

Before he died, I used to always think, "someday I'm going to travel to San Francisco and see the dead live. It'll be fun." After he passed, I realized that life is short, and sometimes boils down to a single moment in time, a wayward memory, that's fleeting at best. So, I packed up my bags and went to London for several weeks, even though I did not really have the money at the time. I don't know how or remember when but somehow I paid off the trip. And I had the best time. If given the chance to trade money for memories, you can keep the dough.

3. If you could BE a famous person for 24 hours, who would you choose?
Probably Eric Clapton, just so I could see his hands move up close and all.

4. Do people ever tell you that you look like someone famous? Who?
I once got into a restaurant and got a free meal because the guy thought I looked like Alanis Morisette. I had waist length hair at the time and suppose I looked a little like her.

5. Have you ever met anyone famous?
Yes. I have met the following people.

Music Type Folks
Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Eric Clapton (briefly). Cyndi Lauper is an old friend of my family. I once met Johnny Depp but did not know who he is. I got to know Miles Davis quite well over several recording sessions. I once met Keith Richards and Mick Jagger briefly. Keith said he would only let me take his picture if I accompanied him to the mens room so I did and now I have (somewhere) a pic of me and him in the john. When I was a kid, BB King bounced me on his lap, pulled my pigtails, and made me cry. I met Elvis Costello and he became friendly with my mother. They still keep in touch. I have a first cousin, Kathleen, who is an opera singer at the MET in NY and another who is a record producer in NYC.

Speaking of family, another first cousin is a baseball player (Calvin Schiraldi) who used to play for the Mets, Boston Red Socks, and several other teams. I met several baseball players, including Darryl Strawberry. I grew up in a house that was next door to several hockey players including Nick Fotiu, John Davidson, and Phil Esposito. I once met Carol Alt as she is married to a hockey player (believe she still is.)

When I was a small child, my uncle was big in construction in NYC. I once met Jimmy Hoffa (no kidding) but don't remember him (really). And some other folks like Ed Kotch and Donald Trump.

That's all I can think of but there's probably more.

I don't collect autographs or care much for being in the company of famous people. It's probably why I keep bumping into them. That and I grew up in NYC.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.

Wheels, Deals, and Steals

I got the car. Drove it to work this morning. It's great. It's more high-up than the car I had before, so I feel less like I am sitting on the ground with wheels tapped to my butt. It rides really well, although still getting used to it. This morning, on the way to work, I looked down and noticed I was doing 80. It really likes to go fast. I can say that because, after driving my prior car for 14 years, I know it's not me. It does, however, not get good gas mileage. I'm already low, down to a quarter of a tank. Hmmm. time to get gas.

In other news, I had a quiet Easter, except for the missing child. After 2 yesterday afternoon, I got a call from my Mother who told me she had been out looking for a missing child. Seems the tyke took off and wasn't heard from or seen for a while. The Cedar Park Police came in and were looking all around. The brought in the "big gus" including a copter, the K-9 unit (who barked at my doggie, Charlie), several detectives, and the Cedar Park Fire department. Everybody who was home turned out and started driving/walking around the neighborhood looking for the tyke. Turns out Mommy fell asleep and didn't know the kid went out. She was safely playing on the other side of the park with a friend. At least it was a nice day, we got out some, and we met a lot of our neighbors. I still have to do something about the folks parking in front of my door. With the new car and all, it's making it difficult to get in and out of the driveway. Besides, why do they not park in front of their own door? Geesh. How rude.

I should be getting tax refund this week. Possibly on Friday. I can hardly wait. It's a nice chunk of change. Time to call Fidelity and invest some. It should be a great time to invest, hopefully, I will get a nice deal on a mutual fund.

The bluebonnets are really coming up. "Bring all your cousins," I say. We sure could use some color around here. It's looking pretty on north Mopac, which is a refreshing change.

I wonder if my friend Craig has made it to San Fran. I have not gotten an AIM from him, so I can only hope he arrived safely and soundly. I'm sure he'll be ok though. SF is a great city. I wish I could visit more often. Enough blogging for one day. Time to go bug Ken about his.

Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in "Carol's Little World" signing off.