This is what’s left from last year’s lawn care debacle:
Very little of what is green in this image is the type of grass you want on your lawn. I finally caved this year and hired a service to help me take care of the weed killing and fertilizing. I’m not sure I’ll have much of a yard left.
I plan on writing more detailed thoughts on this at some point soon, but I suppose this is my way of pre-announcing to everyone that we are expecting child number five some time in October.
My wife is currently going through a slight salads craving.
And yes, in true Automattician style, that is a bottle of BBQ sauce on the shelf. Sweet Baby Ray’s Sweet and Spicy, to be exact. (The best off-the-shelf sauce money can buy IMO.)
My new TV arrives tomorrow. I sketched this out last week.
Happily, I have found a theme that leverages post formats, looks great, and gives me the kind of customization I like in Duster.
Because of this, I’ve recently merged my old short-form site into this one and plan on maintaining just the one site whenever I have something I think is worth posting. I’ll try to write more, I promise. 🙂
This past Sunday I completed my second-ever journey to Europe, this time to the wonderful city of Vienna. I will tell you more about this trip and why I enjoyed it later. I will also post pictures for you later.
First, I will recount for you a transatlantic tale of woe. Though it has a happy ending, be assured that while it was happening I was very quickly reaching the end of my proverbial rope, and wasn’t sure whether I should collapse into a heap of pathetic crying or flip out and snap at the airport staff, security, or various others involved in my “experience” at Toronto Pearson.
At this point, I suppose I am fortunate that the TSA doesn’t exist in Canada.
Ryan Markel 