Oi Clod!!
 

Wtf is up with your sig line? please explain? (said in my best Pauline Hanson voice)

It's... a goal, for now. One which can't be accomplished while I'm on the cellar, so I'm hoping that seeing it every time I log in (and trying to be able to update it each time, but I'm being less stringent on that one because hey, let's be realistic) will help me get there. It will hopefully hit zero by, say, the end of the year. I've lost motivation before, so I don't want to jinx it, but I promise I'll talk about it if I ever get there. :)

Interesting.

What would be a desirable goal that can be measured like this, that starts at 38k and moves to zero in half a year, and can't be accomplished while on the cellar?

Debt reduction? Worthy goal, right direction, fair timeframe, but that number seems high (for my tax bracket)...

Number of laps around the block for exercise? That's 38k per 6 months, approx 7k laps per month, 1400 laps per week, 100 laps per day...seems high. Probably not laps.

Net calorie loss? 3500 calories in a pound of flab, trying to lose 11 pounds? Right scale, right direction, pretty reasonable rate. Strange unit of measure though, too precise.

* pauses head scratching *

The sig changes globally when you change it. There is no record of it in earlier posts. When it becomes 37,873 from the current 37,874, it will only look like 37,873. We'll never know what it ever was before that. The sig is a very ephemeral recording medium.

Number of paper cranes she has left to fold?

good one. Tink and I once "volunteered" to make some money for an organization to which we belonged by stuffing envelopes. What. A. Major. Pain. In. The. Ass. Never again. A quarter an envelope is not enough. A buck an envelope, maybe. It looked like easy money, but we wound up doing all the work, and no one else in the group helped. We felt like the little red hen, and then we gave away all our bread. Never again.

I've done yard sales for charities before, and it's so much work for so little money, It would be better if everyone who helped out at those things just donate $50 and keep their Saturday. The money raised would be the same.

Envelope stuffing sounds just as bad.


My number is more like 361. Ceramic tiles left to hang on the wall in the bathtub surround re-tile. Maybe this weekend. Either that or a hike.

My theory about garage sales:

Some people do it to get more money.

Some people do it to get more space.

Those two values are inversely proportional.

My dad sold advertising space when I was younger, many saturdays were spent helping him in the office stuff envelopes. Rate cards, fact sheets, etc. I think he gave me the extraordinary sum of .05 per envelope. In the mid 60's that was a lot. Anyway, I'd stuff tousands of envelopes. In the years I did that I must have moved a small warehouse of paper.

Now a days outgoing mail sits on my desk till a day or two after the last possible minute, but I did develop an unequalled tolerance for boredom, at the price of an intolerance for repetition.

countdown to the Apocalypse?

What is she counting?

it's a mystery!

Number of sittups before she gets her awesome sixpack abs back.

200 situps / day until new year's... interesting. That's a lot of damn situps. 15/hr while waking... perhaps that's the wrong grouping. 100 in the morning, 100 before bed. I'd never get out of bed. Well, not after two days anyway.

37,713 now.

She's cleaning e-mails out of her inbox