Road Trip
All of the dishes are finally washed.
The trash is taken out.1
The fish are in no danger of starving.
The legs are silky smooth.
The new iPod is filled with music and a few videos.2
The dog's toys are trapped in her kennel by the door.
The dog knows Something is UP.
I had hoped for dry roads at least most of the way to Anchorage, but it snowed last night and is still snowing as I type. This just means the trip will be slower and longer than I would like.
Even though the channel comes in pretty fuzzy, the Alaskan Bush does get the intarweb and I can check up on you. Everyone behave while I'm gone.
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1 Isn't this a boy job? Why didn't the boy do this before he left?
2 Anyone else have any trouble with converting .mov files to .mp4 with iTunes?3 The file works fine, but they are named all funky even if the filename is fine, and iTunes won't save any file information I change.
3 I'm not going to watch any movies while driving. No, not at all. I merely want a few movies for the 'Wow Valette Is So Cool I Want To Be Like Valette" factor4 with my family.
4 No one ever falls for this.
2006
1 Love Notes
At my house, the trash is a boy job, but this job does not, apparently, include replacing the lids on cans, bags inside cans, or emptying garbage cans that aren't "full".
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