Oh, I know - it's a car. Again again. However, it's not a car I was ever expecting to be in deep smit with.
The Acura ZDX crossover has me by the eyelashes. It's ravishing! It's well reviewed! The interior colors have luscious names like "Sumatra" leather!
Even though I was yesterday all about the Bentley line, an Acura is more pedestrian and achievable.
I started watching "Capitalism: A Love Story" today. That, and some articles I've been reading about the efforts to dismantle social security have given me some ideas. Yes, they have.
Watch this space for details.
Musings on personal growth, how people look at things, random observations and points of general interest all with a focus on having things work well.
DJHJD
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Stuff that's just kind of amazing, I guess.
Amazing to me, perhaps.
So, I live in an apartment that is nearly fifty years old. I haven't yet been able to persuade Wes to spend a few weeks here ripping out the kitchen and replacing it with a new, fabulous "WES-O-MATIC", but I love it nonetheless.
The bathroom mirrors displayed the years of unkempt residency - they resisted the best efforts I knew - straight ammonia, 10% bleach solution, 10% alcohol solution and Bon Ami cleanser.
Last night, I was thinking about cleaning the windows in the car - and grabbed my Meguire's Quik Mist and Wipe glass cleaner. Then, I thought .. naw, it's too bloody hot outside. But, the QM&W sat on the counter for a bit. And I began to think..
Naw, it just came in a gift box with the wax I wanted. It's just some schlock thing that won't .. naw.
It continued to taunt me. The Meguire's QM&W.
Finally, I broke down and took it and its companion microfibre cloth into the bathroom. Removed everything from the counter (the bathroom needing cleaned, after all) and turned off the halogen mini-spots. They don't respond really well to cool spray, I've heard.
I read the instructions, than quickly misted and wiped.
HOLY CRAP! The water marks on the side mirror that had resisted everything save for the Borg invasion were GONE!
(mist, mist, mist)
Lord have mercy.
It even pulled the schmutz off'n my ever-so-cute Marvin the Martian night light.
Astonished.
Still haven't been outside with it. Maybe tomorrow morning.
A few weekends ago, I was at the Ace Hardware (the good one in Tanglewilde) and I just love hanging out there. They are just so friendly and happy and thoughtful - I finally got the little butter thingie that I'd had my eye on, but I avoided the incredible Ninety Dollar wind chime that really wants to come live with me. I had paid, and was almost headed to the car when I remembered that I have been wanting to get an indoor clothes drying rack AND they sell'em at Ace.
And they had ONE.
Well, briefly, they had one. Then, they had NONE.
AND I LOVE THAT THING!
My apartment has a stacked Barbie Dream Washer/dryer - thus a full washer load goes right up on the rack. The clothes dry beautifully, and I am so pleased to NOT be running the dryer TWICE to dry a load of clothes.
Worked out my teaching schedule for Summer/Fall semesters today, and I *think* I'll be able to go to Oshkosh AND take a big-assed driving vacation for the month of August.
Buick go places.
The last few days, I've been wishing/hoping/praying for something to do when I'm not in front of a classroom and this afternoon - I think just that thing waltzed through the door! How cool is that?!
So, I'm sleepy and about to hit the sack for the night. Maybe I'll even go into the office in the MORNING.
So, I live in an apartment that is nearly fifty years old. I haven't yet been able to persuade Wes to spend a few weeks here ripping out the kitchen and replacing it with a new, fabulous "WES-O-MATIC", but I love it nonetheless.
The bathroom mirrors displayed the years of unkempt residency - they resisted the best efforts I knew - straight ammonia, 10% bleach solution, 10% alcohol solution and Bon Ami cleanser.
Last night, I was thinking about cleaning the windows in the car - and grabbed my Meguire's Quik Mist and Wipe glass cleaner. Then, I thought .. naw, it's too bloody hot outside. But, the QM&W sat on the counter for a bit. And I began to think..
Naw, it just came in a gift box with the wax I wanted. It's just some schlock thing that won't .. naw.
It continued to taunt me. The Meguire's QM&W.
Finally, I broke down and took it and its companion microfibre cloth into the bathroom. Removed everything from the counter (the bathroom needing cleaned, after all) and turned off the halogen mini-spots. They don't respond really well to cool spray, I've heard.
I read the instructions, than quickly misted and wiped.
HOLY CRAP! The water marks on the side mirror that had resisted everything save for the Borg invasion were GONE!
(mist, mist, mist)
Lord have mercy.
It even pulled the schmutz off'n my ever-so-cute Marvin the Martian night light.
Astonished.
Still haven't been outside with it. Maybe tomorrow morning.
A few weekends ago, I was at the Ace Hardware (the good one in Tanglewilde) and I just love hanging out there. They are just so friendly and happy and thoughtful - I finally got the little butter thingie that I'd had my eye on, but I avoided the incredible Ninety Dollar wind chime that really wants to come live with me. I had paid, and was almost headed to the car when I remembered that I have been wanting to get an indoor clothes drying rack AND they sell'em at Ace.
And they had ONE.
Well, briefly, they had one. Then, they had NONE.
AND I LOVE THAT THING!
My apartment has a stacked Barbie Dream Washer/dryer - thus a full washer load goes right up on the rack. The clothes dry beautifully, and I am so pleased to NOT be running the dryer TWICE to dry a load of clothes.
Worked out my teaching schedule for Summer/Fall semesters today, and I *think* I'll be able to go to Oshkosh AND take a big-assed driving vacation for the month of August.
Buick go places.
The last few days, I've been wishing/hoping/praying for something to do when I'm not in front of a classroom and this afternoon - I think just that thing waltzed through the door! How cool is that?!
So, I'm sleepy and about to hit the sack for the night. Maybe I'll even go into the office in the MORNING.
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