Funny story (but not necessarily a REALLY funny story).

There are these pens that I really like. They're Uni-Ball Vision Elite, and they write really well and I like them. When I went to Wyoming over Christmas, I had two of these, a fine point one and a bold point one, both with blue-black ink (an interesting ink color that's truly halfway between black ink and blue ink). As a matter of fact, those very pens wrote out postcards to many of you.

Anyway, as I was leaving my sister's Barb house, I could only find one of my pens. The fine point one. I like these pens, as I said, so I went on a little venture to find the other one. I eventually did, but by that point I had somehow misplaced the first one. It was getting late and it was time to go, so I just told my sister to find it and keep it and I'd get a new one. She found it shortly after I left and put it in her purse to send back to me. She thought it'd be a funny thing to do.

Unfortunately, just after Christmas, her mother-in-law (kateiojd's grandmother) passed away. She had been quite sick and it was both expected and something of a relief after her long sickness. Anyway, Kate and her sister Emily got their grandmother some crossword puzzle books so she could do them on the other side. Their father noted that they'd be hard to do without a pen. My sister only had one pen in her purse, my Uni-Ball Vision Elite fine-point blue-black, which she kindly donated so that Lois could do her crossword puzzles. Plus, the pen is airplane safe, so she's got that going for her.

When my sister told me that she gave Lois my pen, I told her that it was okay, I'd just ask her for it back next time I saw her. My sister wanted to know if I was going the same place. Apparently she thinks I'm Hell-bound. She may be right.

Anyway, now that I re-read this, I see that it's not a funny story at all. But it's a story.

My five-cent stream of thought... (there's a pun there)

In other news, hamadryad long ago sent me an MP3 of Nickle Creek's The Lighthouse's Tale, which I dig a lot. If this is fairly typical of their work, then I'm going to have to pick up one of their CD's. This is especially odd since I'm really getting sick of the whole bluegrass revival thing. But I think that Nickle Creek isn't all that bluegrassy anyway (at least this song), so maybe that's it. It's kinda got a feel of a bluegrass/alt-country cross. Anyway, whatever. I know what I like, and I like this song.

New Coke Cans

I don't like the new design on the Coca-Cola cans. It makes 'em look like Dr Pepper cans. Dr Pepper, as we all know, is what the Jedi use to have mind control over the weak-minded. Well, that and the hand-waving thing. Dr Pepper is nasty, at least to my Jedi non-weak-minded brain and functioning taste buds.