No iPhone 3g for me. Or anybody. It's really not like Steve Jobs to show you a new toy he couldn't sell you right then. I'm sure some Apple lackeys lost their jobs (ha!) over it. Oh well, I wanted to take the morning of July 11th off anyway.
I made sun-dried tomato pesto in my new Cuisinart today. It stains. Tastes good on a spoon, but I won't know for sure until there's pasta. Or chicken. Maybe it would go well with bacon on a sandwich. Bacon makes everything better. Mhhmmhmmh... Hungry.
My car goes in for its first oil change tomorrow, and to get rattles fixed. I HATE rattles. There should be some Nobel-ish prize for the first company to make a car that doesn't rattle and squeak. It really couldn't be that hard. If my (soon) iPhone can show me via GPS satellite exactly where I am on an actual photo - I should be able to buy a quiet car. Honestly. Crappy gas mileage, carbon-belching, whatever. Just don't rattle.
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