Day: April 12, 2017
I decided to turn Siri back on my iPhone. And just cuz I wanted to be a rebel, I gave her a rather proper British accent by the flip of a switch. Well, it was actually more of a “move the toggle to here” kinda thingee but I think you get the drift none the less. It makes me wonder two things:
- What does a British Siri look like?
- Does she say “Sorry, I’m having tea right now and can’t be bothered with any of your silly questions right now.” or something like that?
Yanno, thousands of lives could possibly depend on the answers to these questions that I have.
I think next month I’ll let her be an Aussie.
So it’s a little wet out there this morning. At least the sun came out yesterday and warmed everything up. The real down side to yesterday was having to finally concede that my Petey needed new tires on her which meant a ride over to a big box tire shop and having to stick a crowbar into my wallet. Ouch! Yeh. That’s all I’ve got to say when the final price was rung up. Oh well. She rides nice now and she’ll go for quite a while with these new shoes on her feet.
I was looking at the weather forecast on Yahoo Weather and I noticed that the background pic for downtown Minneapolis in the dark still shows the Metrodome. Dudes! They tore that bad boy down. I know they did because I watched it go down. You would think they would update stuff every now and then.
I may be able to transplant my peas come the weekend if this weather hold. Friday may be a good day to transplant given we have a nice chance for some rain. It would be good to get the young plants into some wet soil.
I’m still working on my dinner menu for Easter Sunday. Ugh! Maybe I’ll just focus on getting the gummy’s Easter baskets ready to go and worry about filling eggs to hide.
It’s 6:30 AM (0630) and one cup of coffee down. No I’m not motivated to get anything done right now. Maybe another cup will help.
OK, time to at least act like I’m getting something done today. Feel free to comment and/or leave a big ol’ smile and wave “HOWDY!” if you want. Leaving a naughty limerick is fine too. 🙂