Puggle Refuses to Eat Owner's Cooking

So there was this big, fat roach in my house. I managed to wing it with something heavy, so it couldn't really get away, but I didn't want to pick it up. Louie, my puggle, is the solution to many of my biological disposal needs, and I didn't see why this should be any different. After calling his attention to the still twitching roach, however, he didn't seem interested. Amazed that he was passing *any* opportunity to ingest something, well, *organic*, I decided that maybe it needed some garnish to whet the palette! I retrieved the honey, dribbled on a few drops, then called him back over.

He *still* wouldn't eat it!

Eventually I had to pick it up with a paper towel, honey and all, and throw it away.

New Phone!

After several years of being stuck in the Tech Ghetto with my old-ass Nokia 6010s, I finally signed up with Sprint/Nextel and got a Palm Centro. I've only had it for a few days, but other than the vague feeling, likely physically absorbed via nanotech from my Macintosh keyboard, that I should have gotten an iPhone instead, I'm very happy with it.

I have it set up to pull e-mail from all three of my e-mail accounts, including work. I'm on call during the day, and my previous low-tech setup made it difficult to tell when my job needed me. Now I've reached a whole new level of corporate whoredom with the ability to check my work e-mail from anywhere. This should help lower my stress level a lot, since I won't have to wonder if I'm missing anything important while I'm out.

I'm also supposed to be able to use it as a Bluetooth modem to get my laptop online, which I haven't tried yet.

This also means I have a new phone number, which I'm not going to post here, lest my pimp find it. I will be disseminating it to people as I call them. I'm keeping my old phone for at least a week or two.

Olive Oil

Without olive oil, life, like baseball, has no meaning.