I've only heard cracker to mean poor. A guy I knew in college, in explaining why he wouldn't eat at Cracker Barrel, said, "There's a reason they call it Cracker Barrel." (He was from Georgia, if that adds anything to the geographical stuff.)

Damn it. Just went to the store to get taco fixings and when I got home, realized the shells didn't include taco seasoning. Grrrrr.

Taco seasonings the one thing I have at home for tacos!

::tries to stuff spice envelope through the interwebs::

It's almost Caturday!!!

In celebration, I present:

Cute/Ridiculous Animal Thing Of The Day: Kitten Vs. Fan (VIDEO)

An Interactive Map of Library Cats

Way back in the day when I was in library school in Ohio, there was a slowly dying tradition in rural libraries of hosting “library cats.” These were cats that lived full-time in libraries, most public. Well, Gary Roma of Iron Frog Productions has created a worldwide historical archive of library cats and organized them around an interactive map, giving the names, locations, and dates of residents for individual cats. It’s a work in progress, so if you know of a cat that isn’t mentioned, be sure to let him know.

Actual site: Library Cats Map

Isn't taco seasoning mostly just chili, cumin, and garlic?

bon bon, that's exactly what we did with the insurance company. They sent a letter to the insurer stating Owen needed the general anesthesia and the insurer decided to cover it after sending us a letter of denial.

Yay, so happy that Owen's surgery went so smoothly!!

I just had a huge clusterfuck trip home from Costco. I bought too much stuff to carry home, thinking that since I was using coupons, that would counteract the cab ride. So I get done, call my regular cab company, and they say 7 minutes, like they always do. I wait approx. 10000 minutes, during which time, the sky opens up. I finally call back, and she says, they are having some problem and no, they aren't coming for me. ?!?!?!?! It is pouring rain, so other cabs are dropping people off, but I can't seem to position myself to hail any of them. Finally I get a ride with the guy standing by the door, who is not actually a cab, just a guy with a truck. Good times. Well, his rate was reasonable, and he didn't do anything weird, but still. I have literally never gotten into the car of a guy standing somewhere offering rides before. Anyway, I'm home with mass quantities.

I'm glad he wasn't an axe murderer. But really how many axe murderers hang around Costco?

Glad to hear Owen's surgery went well.

I am heading home early. Gonna let the kids play at the school playground instead of subjecting Frances to the afterschool program.