Secrets and Lies

Long weekend of not much happening. One day of five clothing changes for zhe bebe. A fine, fine Super Bowl party, at the house of Holly Hobby and Agent Black. I treasure these (now rare) big gatherings of my friends, since I don't get to see a lot of them anymore. Zoe came along, and was relatively well-behaved.

Monday was pediatrician's appointment, working evening to cover for sick co-workers, and consequently staying up late to watch Joe Millionaire. I'm no longer rooting for the Andi McDowell chick, but that kinda leaves me without anyone to support. Ah well.

And I think I am too tired to hit the concert I wanted to hit tonight, dabnabbit. An afternoon of grocery shopping and errands isn't gonna help, that's for sure.

John LeCarre makes his case against the war.

And a great article on a non-TV watcher watching for the first time. Lots of stuff on television and mass-market media in our modern culture. J'adore.

You know what I need to make my day complete? A surprise ~$500 bill from my insurance company. Turns out my payment in December was late (I blame the post office.) Which kicked me off the monthly payment plan. Which is why I didn't receive a bill in January, except this big one now, because I wasn't on the payment plan anymore. Ass.

For those of you keeping track, this is the third month in a row with a 'surprise' bill or something, requiring me to outlay at least $500 that I didn't have in the budget. This is in addition to, oh, baby expenses. Yeesh.

Damnit, why can't we have reasonable mass transit?

The good news is, my car insurance rates go down in June, thanks to getting old and a good record for the past 3 years.