Damn the Lottery

I still haven't won this damn thing.  How hard can it be to match 7 little numbers? *grumble*



Life goes ever on nearly oblivious to the lives of Hobbits.  Sprint sucks.  Family is great.  Kids are doing well in school except for my oldest who seems to like avoiding work at school.  Garage door opener broke.  Van needs a new headlight.  We lost one of our two gerbils with much trauma.  I drove to Salina and Miltonvale on a spur of the moment road trip last weekend.  That's the summary.



I talked to a work buddy about a new job.  Doesn't sound like a good fit, but might be better that what I'm doing now.  Otherwise work is... well work.



I feel pretty bad about the gerbil.  He was a cute bugger that liked to sniff at you when you blew into his cage.  Very cute.  He didn't tolerate petting though so he wasn't cuddly.  He's absolutely disappeared without a trace.  We accidently left the cage door open while we were gone for the weekend.  When we got back one gerbil was on the counter next to the cage and quickly scooped him up.  The other was just gone... we've not found any trace of him.  Of course he's prolly dead somewhere, but still I hope he's just holed up somewhere next to some food and water.  I won't mind if he nibbles in to my flour. *sigh*



I got my World of Warcraft druid up to 49th level.  Ben wants to get up to 51 and then start playing Alterac Valley (a battleground map in WoW) for good gear.  I might be so inclined.  Of course you have to run AV like 40 times to get enough honor to get the gear... but whatever.



Message to everyone:  Stop hating so much.  Most people just want to be happy and eat some roasted marshmellows--whether they are Christian or not, white or not, gay or not, married or not, rich or not.  At some point one side has to decide not to punish the other side even when they deserve it.  May that day come soon.