in my arteries... wonton soup scallion pancakes roast duck salted jumbo shrimp in shell   on the tube... Bloodsport... so stupid, yet it inspires me to practice make-believe karate in my living room every time I see it.   number of doors broken down... zero... the first georgie feeding went very smoothly... well... other than the fact that I almost stepped on him.   in my driveway... garbage won't be picked up until tomorrow I guess... I got only one question wrong on my math SATs, but somehow the equation for what day the garbage man comes continues to stump me.   hunt-n-pecking... I'm typing up the journal I chicken-scratched while on my honeymoon... humorous excerpts will surely find their way onto Whirlygirl... someday.   vocab quiz... can "interoffice" be used as a verb these days? so far I have one vote for each...   new homeowner lesson #398... duct tape, when exposed to diesel fuel, dissolves almost instantly... a good thing if you're trying to remove stubborn tape... but a bad thing if you're trying to stop a leaky fuel line.   nanowrimo or nashstwrimo... I suggested to ms. whirly that perhaps she should have taken part in nashstwrimo instead of nanowrimo - National Novel Writing Month... I can always count on her to get the joke without having to explain.   nhtml is catching on... PageView... a presentation-creating-tool once used only by anti-PowerPoint MEDITECHers... was recently stumbled across on the web site of a church in Weymouth, MA.