Oy! mac crushing! Too adorable!

I have derby practice tonight. I should shave my legs. And take a picture of my awesome, greening bruise before it fades completely.

Ooh, Kathy, I hope you feel better soon!

I've cut down on paper bills to almost nothing. Everything gets paid automatically from my checking account by my bank's online pay system or by automatic draft from the company. Including credit cards, to which I make a modest-but-more-than-the-minimum regularly scheduled payment, and then at the end of the month I see how much more I can afford to feed them. This way, my bills are paid and I don't have to think about it, because if it's up to me remembering to pay on time, it won't get done. I check my bank account a couple times a week to make sure I'm not close to edge, and review the bills themselves every few months to make sure I didn't get charged extra for something. The only paper that comes to my mailbox is advertisements (thrown away before I get into the house), charitable contribution solicitations (thrown away unless the few I regularly contribute to), and catalogs (into the bathroom for later perusal). And bills from doctors/dentists/etc for amounts in excess of what my insurance will pay, which are about the only things I write checks for anymore.

Checked my Youtube account. Owen apparently plugged in the Flip this morning, uploaded an old video, titled it, typed a description and everything while I was in the shower.

I should know better by now, shouldn't I??

DJ, I am boggled that you have to use your marriage license as proof of identity. Did you have to show proof of ID when you applied for the license? We didn't (in MA) -- just had to swear that we were not related to each other. I think we probably did have to put down our SSNs, but at no point did we have to produce any form of ID. Which also seems weird, right? We could have said we were anyone! Or used someone else's SSN.

I can't remember. It's been nearly 14 years since I was married. I'm just not getting why I need proof of name change when I have my birth certificate, passport and ID in married name to get my SS card.

That is seriously SO exciting! Although now I wish I'd thought to ask about it years ago.

I think technically, it's better to tear it out, but recycling systems have gotten more sophisticated in recent years.

Checked my Youtube account. Owen apparently plugged in the Flip this morning, uploaded an old video, titled it, typed a description and everything while I was in the shower.

Owen knows how to do stuff I can't do.

I have derby practice tonight.

I had so much fun at the roller derby in Vermont. (Except for falling down the bleachers [true story], but we won't talk about that.) It amused me that in the program, where they explain how points are scored, etc., they included a line something like, "This is NOT staged -- we are not good enough to PLAN all the falls we make!" I didn't realize that some people thought that roller derby was all fakey and staged.

Some folks think it's like WWF wrestling. There are some theatrics, sure. But it's athletic as all get out.

So says my screaming thighs.

Yes.

Hee. So succinct. I had written this giant post about it, but of course smonster greens it up.

Anyway, I don't know why people keep calling me on my mp3 player/portable internet box. It's very annoying and interrupts me. Oh, it's a phone? Huh.

So! I was saying I thought it depended on the stream for your plastics, but it looks like it's okay. Mine it definitely is, because it's downcycling and gets combined with the local wastewater treatment and ends up as saleable compost. The digester can handle bits of plastic like those and packing tape and styrofoam. Although I try to keep stuff out of that since it's downcycling, and boxes & most styrofoam, packing peanuts and stuff goes to my local mail center where it's reused. Magazines and catalogs go to the VA where they end up in the local paper mill. But unusable cardboard or most generic paper does end up in the paper bins, because downcycling is better than the landfill.

I need to hit shredder hell today too. If I am successful, I will get a swim in too. But the last time I tried, this morning, I ended up spending a half an hour troubleshooting my speaker system. Yeah, I know, but how can I shred without Sweet Emma Barrett singing Bill Bailey?

Yeah, Daisy, I think it's just to tie the birth certificate to your current name.