They said it couldn’t be done. But there are six layers of Duncan Hines Moist White stacked in the freezer. Using borrowed pans, I baked three layers last night and four layers tonight. The additional layer was to take the place of the cake our yellow Lab Belle helped herself to last night. Bad dog. Very bad dog. Berck and I went down the courthouse today and got our marriage license. It cost $43.50 (plus change for the parking meter). We had to call Mom and find out how she spells her middle name. The lady handed us the license…
Today I did the impossible. I made it work. I didn’t think I’d come anywhere near succeeding, but since I was being paid to try, I tried. It is 40 page per minute Fujitsu industrial document scanner that my uncle bought countless years ago to archive stuff. He wanted me to make it work. This doesn’t sound too impossible until you realize that the interface is weird. Very weird. A serial connection for the computer to talk to the scanner and tell it what to do, and a video output from the scanner. Raw video output needs to be captured…
I’ve been whiling away the days here in Florida. Since my uncle wanted some help with his office computers and offered to pay me nicely, I agreed to come work for two weeks. I took some time getting down here, so I don’t think it’s actually going to be two weeks. Right now I’m planning on heading back to Mobile on Sunday morning. I don’t like Florida. I came out of the office my first day of working to discover that the skies had opened and deposited large amounts of water in my car. It was a beautiful day when…
It’s two weeks from today. I can’t decide to call the whole thing off or make a run for Vegas. Weddings are way too complicated. My sister had some words of wisdom back when this whole process began, though she had just found out she was pregnant, so she might not have said this (especially in front of our mother) otherwise: “Remember, weddings are like funerals. They’re not for you; they’re for the people who love you.” Right now all the people who love me are driving me crazy. Or is it the liquid Satan (in the form of bc)…