Paralyzing procrastination prepetuated by posting

Rancid butter is just that - rancid.
It can ruin freshly baked bread.
And that is hard to do.

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I am going to ride my bike tonight...

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I ended up fixing the sprinkler. The back is mostly watered. Now I need to do the front.

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I rebombed the house yesterday and the dogs were all sprayed... so where are the bugs coming from. The yard has been treated twice already this spring.

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The emission's control light came on in the Element... This happened in Greenville, Texas as Denise and I were driving to Camp Clearfork. The car also randomly stopped accelerating for brief moments on the freeway. We pulled off and added fuel injector cleaner to the tank and topped it off with premium gas. We kept driving. For another hour we were good, until the intermitant power loss started again. The car did not quit running... the engine made no sound. I would almost say it was a transmission issue...
It happened one more time on the way to Denise's on Saturday afternoon.
Since then, it has not happened again.
And yesterday, the light turned itself off.
So now what?
(Guess I go see Ben)

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Mark has not called. For those of you who didn't know his choice was made for him, I knew that the ultimatum was the end... I was prepared for it to be. I am sill lonely. But not even a bit surprised.

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Someone tell me why the most vile concontion of processed fat, yellow dye and reconstituted vegetables can be packaged as Queso and it will actually sell.

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What is the proper and rational thing to do when you know you're attracted to someone and believe that the feelings are not reciprocated... the physical feelings?
Do you let that person know anyway - and hope that the compliment will be appreciated?
Do you let it go... enjoying the attraction from a distance (if you can)?
Or, do you at least test the waters and hope you might be wrong? That the person might actually return the attraction...
And Shine, this is the place Motorboater finds himself in, too. Have pity on the dilemma, at least.

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Why, oh why, am I putting off washing the hash clothes from yesterday? Do I want them to mold? Or am I rationing things that need to be done so I will not start a project that will cause me to make a mess while fixing something.

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Must buy potato starch.

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Kim/Jill: Does asparagus grow well in North Texas (ie, Oak Cliff) and does it take shade or full sun?

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Would you, were you to sit in my garden in June of next year, on a slightly breezy day, with no real humidity, prefer that my soon-to-be-built-by-Denise-and-Myself arbor to be covered by wysteria, grapes or a climbing rose?
(really, I need you to answer this one)

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Kids are not property. Kids are not capable of making life and death decisions. Therefore, a parent who makes the ridiculous decision to NOT treat a child's cancer should be prosecuted for neglect and endangerment... and attempted murder, if you must know. Religious views are irrelevant. And if I had a moment alone with those parents, I'd kick them both.
Stupid people.

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BTW, our constitution allows us to believe any Religious creed we want. It doesn't allow us to act on those beliefs with impunity. I mean, we don't allow orthodox Jews to go around murdering people for working on Saturday. Just in case anyone of you are going to pull the Religious Freedom clause... forget it.

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OK...then...

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I would like a massage. I would like a cool place to do yoga. I would like ... to uneat the bread with the rancid butter. All of life comes full circle. Always.