1. "Why don't we have Caller ID?" Eldest asks last night. I respond with, "It's something like four bucks a month. We waste enough money without piddling it away on useless things."
2. And that is my philosophy, which explains why, when our disposal company jacked up the rates for garbage pick-up, we went to the teeniest garbage can possible. Which explains why I now go through trash cans in the house to pull out clearly recyclable materials to go into the big ole recycling can. (They don't charge for the recycling can so size does not mater.) [In this case, gentlemen.]
3. Daughter saw me rummaging through the bathroom trash can, pulling out the Dixie cups. [Come on, Dixie cups might be piddling away, but, in the long run, no sick kids or disgusting bathroom cups pays for the piddling.] She was appalled, suspecting that I was taking the stack of used cups to put back into the dispenser.
4. Even I'm not that cheap.
5. Speaking of watching the flow of money, I'm looking for someone to service our washer and dryer rather than just heave-ho them out the door and buy new ones. I fear I'm the only one still using Yahoo's yellow pages. As I click to the purported web site of one, I get an "Oops! This link appears broken" and the advice that I should do the following search on Google: ibbp kdrt click track.
6. No, that search didn't produce any results.
7. But what the hell is Google doing in the midst of a Yahoo search?
8. Perhaps Google is secretively taking over Yahoo in its quest for world domination.
9. I wonder if I'm tempting fate with this post.
10. Like, will my blog all of a sudden self-delete?