Two Quick Tidbits

At the laundromat this evening, CNN spewed forth two unrelated but intriguing blurbs.

First: The President of the Mormon church (a.k.a. “The Prophet” of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints) is going to be on Larry King Live this evening at 9pm. I may have to see if I can watch it live online somehow, or check out a capture or transcript later, as we don’t get CNN in our Very Basic Cable package. I’m interested in what Larry King might have to say to President Hinkley.

Second: A preliminary count of the Ukrainian re-vote shows Viktor Yuschenko has won by a landslide. Looks all the protesting and publicity was worth it. Congratulations to the dedicated voters of the Ukraine! (Makes me wonder if the U.S. didn’t give up too easily on our own recent election… but that’s neither here nor there at this late date.)

Edit: There’s now a transcript online of the conversation between Larry King and Gordon B. Hinckley.

The Dell Is In Effect

After a long evening of transferring files from the old ‘puter to the new, my refurbished Dell Dimension 3000 is humming happily (and quietly) beneath my desk.

I still need to rescue my bookmarks from the old computer, though, and reinstall all my programs, and other new-computer-type things.

For now, though, I’m going to bed.

Christmas Eve Eve

Tomorrow I get to open my gifts from Aaron. I get to watch Aaron open the gifts I got for him. There’s snow aplenty to make for a white Christmas. I’m bringing a sausage cake to Lakewood on Saturday. I don’t have to work for four, count ’em, *four* days.

So why do I still feel unenthused?

I feel like something’s wrong. Something’s missing.

And the first person who tells me I’m missing the Christ in my Christmas gets a big ol’ comment ban from Yours Truly. Constructive comments, however, are always welcome. Especially from Amy, who seems to have her finger on the pulse of my general weird depresso phases.

Holy Snow

Before I compose my rant on how wrong I was about the weather last night, take a look at how my neighborhood fared.

I took these photos around 6pm, after Aaron had left for work.

  
A view from our front door

  
Aaron shoveled the driveway while I was at work

  
The front yard, as seen from the street

  
*this* was the biggest nightmare: braving our unplowed street

So, let’s just say I’m glad I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow, and neither does Aaron. We can stay home, open presents, drink some decaf, and enjoy the astronomical electric bill—er, I mean, the warmth. :-/