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“What new evidence?” you ask?

I just tried to add The Scorned to my Netflix queue, and it is listed as very long wait. Damn my guilty pleasures!

Yesterday my co-worker was telling me how much he wants to do another bike race, after completing the Sea Otter Classic. Ah, races. I remember those. But I prefer the running variety. Such a sense of accomplishment. The joy. The camaraderie among peers. The last race I did was in Central Park last August, before the arthritis. It was like a dream, being able to run in such a gorgeous venue, where so many runners had come before me. I can’t describe how incredible that run was for me.

Mother Nature has smiled upon Northern California of late. The weather yesterday was fabulous. I had to take advantage of it. It would be rude and sacrilegious to just go home, make dinner, and catch up on TiVo when the day offered such amazing opportunity to get high.

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It’s that time of year again!

Ben & Jerry’s Free Cone Day is one week from today. That’s right people. Tuesday, April 25th from noon to 8 p.m. you can get a free scoop of your favorite flavor. That’ll be Phish Food for me, please. I mean, Dublin Mudslide. Or Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. No…I’ll have Oatmeal Cookie Chunk. Ooh, maybe Chunky Monkey. I wonder how many scoops I could eat in a single day? Hmmm. I may need to take a personal day to appropriately commemorate this event.

If you’re not sure where your nearest Ben & Jerry’s is (and why wouldn’t you know this?), use their handy Scoop Shop Locator.

And while you’re visiting B&J’s site, flex your creativity muscle and enter the Do Us A Flavor Contest for your chance to name a new flavor of ice cream. Please, if you name it after me, just make sure tiramisu is in the list of ingredients.

You have a week to plan. So get thee to GoogleMaps and strategize your route.

ICE CREAM!!

Because the sun is back.

Sometimes I like to visit the Pit of Despair known as mlslistings.com. It’s fun to see how impossible it is for me to ever buy a nice house around here. Recently I happened upon this gem:

Now, I don’t normally like listings without photos, but in this case, I might have preferred the omission. Didn’t anyone suggest that the owners remove their cars from the front lawn for the photo? Or are the cars included in the FIVE HUNDRED SEVENTY THOUSAND dollar pricetag for 848 sqare feet? Hmm. The listing says “guest house.” Perhaps that refers to the yellow truck?

I suppose it doesn’t really matter anyway. Sale is already pending, so I missed out. Darn.

I’m thinking about going to this year’s BlogHer Conference.
Are you going?