Noises off

Cold bright morning, with a dusting of snow on the mountains. Work on the ramada resumed about 7.30 am, with a fanfare of hammers and power screwdrivers. I can understand starting outdoor work indecently early when it's going to be 100F by lunchtime, but in November?

Two small sighs

I picked up a few things at the grocery store this morning, including a cherry pie intended for Thanksgiving dinner with colleagues. The bakery there has some nice things. Unfortunately, I forgot that a deep-filled, lattice-crust fruit pie was likely to be less indestructible than their bear claw coffee cake, and by the time I got home it was edible (apart from the bits of filling that escaped) but no longer presentable. So it looks as though I'll be eating pie for dessert for a few days.

This evening, I got up from crocheting and trailed a dozen yards of thread, hooked over a sweater button, half way across the apartment. Crochet thread being what it was, it formed a knot of gordian complexity, with which I eventually had to deal in the traditional manner, so the doily will end up with two more loose ends that it needed to have.

Other than that, I spent much of the day playing Myst IV.

( spoilers for Myst:Revelation )

And I thought they called them phones for a reason ...

Cell Phone Virus

The bit that tickled my funny-bone:

Once installed the program replaces all the icons on the main page with skulls and replaces all the working applications, such as contacts, calendar, notebook etc with non-working versions so the phone becomes almost useless.

The only thing the phone can do is make and take calls.

OK, I realize that phones are getting more like PDAs all the time, but still.