Let’s face it. When read aloud, number 7 and number 0 take longer than the other numbers. They both have two syllables while all the other numbers have one. This creates inefficiency for people who work with lots of numbers all the time.

I propose we shorten “seven” to “sen” and “zero” to “zoh” (or “zo” for short). That way, the people who say “oh” instead of “zero” when reading telephone numbers and addresses will be happy, and sen now gets to be as cool as all the other numbers. Then we would read numbers as such:

I found out a great way to keep your brown sugar from going bad and hardening up into a rock: seal in an apple slice. I imagine this would work with any moisture-retaining object such as a fresh slice of bread or a ceramic object of some kind that had been soaked in water (see: Brown Sugar Bears). But not only does the apple slice keep the brown sugar moist, it restores previously semifossilized brown sugar to its former pliable glory.

Seriously, we had some brown sugar here that must have been hard and dry for at last 6 months. Put in an apple slice and a week or so later we could use the stuff again. Not that I really get excited over brown sugar, mind you, but it was pretty neat anyway.

Westminster Police found this attached to one of my bank’s ATMs. Apparently it skims the magnetic stripe off of any card inserted into the ATM.

Good thing I have no money.

http://www.denverpost.com/ci_12274208

Folks, it’s April 14. I realize it may still snow this year, but still… Studded snow tires on your cars? Really? It’s time to take them off, people.

Our family has always had German Shepherds. There has been one in our house for as long as I remember.

I vow to end that tradition in my own house.

Not that I don’t like dogs or that there has been one particular incident which drove me to this decision. But it’s all the little things that keep adding up.

Maya is 6 or 7 years old now. She’s incredibly whiny, especially when the wind blows over 5 miles per hour. She’s scared of the wind. We have to put her in the basement. And our washing machine vibrates on the spin cycle, which also drives her bonkers. She wines and whines and whines and practically climbs into your lap whenever she gets really nervous. My sister got Maya from a German Shepherd rescue in Colorado Springs when she was maybe a year and a half old or so (the dog, not my sister). Then she left her at the house.

I’m missing my girlfriend a little today. It’s her birthday and she’s out of town having a blast with her best friend. I’m here in Denver, doing work things and watching her dog for her.

Happy birthday. And come home safely.

❤ / ✈

If you can’t amuse yourself then you definitely can’t amuse other people.