Good morning Purgies!
(((Lisa))) and (((KT))) for the pain issues and headache.
Clovia and K - safe travels!
WD - 8K in a day?
Damn, I average 10K a month, when I'm in the groove.
Dragon - Juice? (You are a bad, bad, Dragon. Ketchup, yes. Juice, no.)
lwalker - WOOT! for subconscious complex sentence structure. (Sounds kinda sexy, in a writerly sort of way.)
Lily - Yay! for world-building, and double-yay! for remembering when you woke up.
(((Rick))) Was a ticket issued? It should have been to the other guy for unsafe lane change.
I got out of the car after the accident and complained, and to his credit, the other guy admitted it was his fault. A cop showed up, but he said we were in a "no fault zone" (Washington D.C.) so he couldn't assign fault. And the only way he could write it up was to issue both of us tickets, so we both decided pfffft on that. We'll see if the guy changes his story when the insurance company contacts him.
My understanding is that the content of the page determines what ads are displayed by Google. What were we talking about?
rosie, craig does the brits pround, doesn't he?
Kiddo #2 (K-4 Education Major in college) was telling me last night there are different kinds of Dyslexia - letters, words, numbers, etc. Even one kind where the reader rearranges the words in a sentence. I must have several kinds, because I read Cindy's post as - "Rosie, craig pounds Brits, doesn't he?" That must be why I was getting single ads at the top of the page. (Now I'm getting a pick-up truck ad.)
Aside: why must the children jump off the furniture upstairs? It sounds like the sky is falling.
They've been watching the new Bond movie commercials.
Last night I had the wrestling match from Hell. We're getting rid of all the stuff in the Rec Room. (It's still decked out for a toddler and Kiddo #3 is embarrassed, now that she's in middle school.) So all the Bitty Baby and American Girl Doll stuff got put away, as well as her kitchen and other "let's play house" stuff. I had to fold up one of those 4-by-6 foot Playhut tents that fold down into a flat 2-foot circular arrangement, and it was like wrestling with an octopus. I hate being outsmarted by a stoopid tent, and I had to resort to a Google search for YouTube videos on how to fold the damn thing up, and finally found one pretty close to our design and figured it out.
All right, coffee's gone. Time to get to work. First up is spackling, sanding, and painting the holes I cut in the dining room ceiling from the leak I got during Sandy. My outside repairs seem to have worked; no more leaks.
Rick, a whiz with caulk
ETA: After my "Craig pounds Brits" post above, the single ads are back.