I’ve been trying to come up with something wildly entertaining for you, the loyal viewer, but the well has run dry.

No pictures of me in drag, no wild antics, no witty observations about the mundane.

*sigh*

I haven’t taken a vacation since 2001 (unless you count the time I took off to recovery from my back surgery… and I don’t count that). Perhaps that would freshen things up a bit.

Time to check the calendar at work to see whats available.

We put the finishing touches on the central air install today (well… kinda).

I went home at lunch and we added a pound of freon to bring it back up to pressure (filling 30 feet of line and the summit kinda took the punch out of things). I did some tidying up on the outside too… tying things together and such. I still need to finish the duct work (cold air return, pillar, etc), so there’ll be no rest for me for a bit.

Are you excited yet? No! Well… neither am I.

Apparently I lead a pretty dull life…. but I’m willing to share it with you anyway.

In other news, I joined the MEDUSA Clan last week. They specialize in AA, but have reciently branched off to Battlefield 1942 (and as the archives show… I’m a big ass fan of that!). My son is a member of the clan, and had been bugging the crap outa me to join, so I finally gave in.

Link of the day: The Duc Pond Haiku Page

Example:

And that, my friends, is why crack is illegal in all 50 states.

Well, the Relay for Life’s “Mr. Relay” contest on Saturday was…. um… fun? (yeah… fun!)

Things didn’t go exactly like it was supposed to (the contest started 45 minutes late… at 12:45 am) and there was some confusion by the people doing it (it was the first time this event was held), but it was still a good time.

I managed to make it to the final 3 and I was the top money raiser (thank to the Pacing Angles for their generous donation!!). Here are a couple of images that should horrify:

      The judge and I (aren’t I sexy?)                   Steve and I, striking a pose

The final 3 (the guy in the middle won on the “I don’t want to be here” ticket).

I was able to raise over $500 with my abject humiliation, so life is good. There are mpg’s available, and I may post one or two of them if anyone cares to see them.

On Sunday, I ended up in the emergency room. I’ve been attempting to install central air in my house for a while now, and in my zeal to get the damn duct work built and installed, I cut the top of my hand pretty badly (about 2″ across). It didn’t bleed much, but I could totally see the tendons moving at the bottom of the wound when I wiggled my fingers. I ended up with a few stitches and some tape to hold it shut… should make for a dandy scar.

I did get the air conditioning all hooked up, but there’s a problem and things aren’t flowing quite like they should. I’ll be going over it again tonight (and every damn night…. for the rest of my life) until it’s fixed.

I got suckered into entering the “Mr. Relay” contest for the Relay for Life.

Apparently, it entails getting on a stage in drag and attempting to convince the judges and crowd that you are the hottest “woman” up there. The best part is: I was recruited by my company for the event.

It bothers me that when they decided they needed someone from the company to put on a dress and prance around in front of a crowd they immediately thought of me.

It happens tonight at Midnight in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. If you happen to be in the area, head to the track at Lake City High School… I’ll be the one in stiletto heels going by the name “Iva Dangly”.

I’ve already posted about the joys of the bachelor party over on my forum (click here to read it).

Sunday was spent cutting the crap out of my hands while attempting once again to attain mastery over my furnace. Oh yes… it WILL submit! The good news is: the cooling do-hickey thing-a-ma-jig is now installed on top of the damn thing and boxed in nicely in shiny new 24 gague steel and sealed with aluminum tape (not duct tape).

Now all I need is a whatcha-ma-callit that makes a 90° and connects my cold air return to the gaping maw I cut into the side of the furnace.

I really should be taking pictures and posting them while I do this. I know that several of you would have loved seing images of my hand with blood gushing in spurts from the center of the palm (mental note to self: sheet metal is sharp after you drill pilot holes for the jig saw).

Oh… and Eddie’s friend, Matt, killed a marmot at the golf course on Saturday (well… he thinks he did). It wasn’t on purpose… he tee’d up and wacked a “worm burner” (it flys about 4 inches off the ground at insane speed… no one EVER intends to do this). The rodent kinda got in the way…. and…… *WOOMP!*

Yeah… I took artistic license with the animation… but it’s better that way.