So, for any of you following the whole gay marriage in NYS thing...

You probably already know IT PASSED!!1! in the House of Representatives. It is supposed to go up for a vote in the Senate before their session winds down in the near future. The Republicans just took over the main seat of the Senate, and there's a bit of concern that the whole thing won't even reach the floor before the session's out.

Megs posted a link to a fantastic site that has the email addresses of ALL the NYS senators. Sorted into groups of who would vote yes, who would vote no, and who's undecided. Click a link, and you can email them in large chunks - it'll even throw a pre-written email into your email program (if you have one linked up. I usually don't, but I'm on the laptop and Linux linked to my gmail in like two seconds, woo!).

Link! to the list



In other news, I am freaking pooped. Ten foot banners are a pain. And they're an even bigger pain when... god I don't even want to explain this image issue. PEOPLE ARE RETARDED that is all.

One day soon I need to post some pictures. Kate and her new husband LOVED the blanket I made them and it made my day, she said it was one of their favorite gifts and it is beautiful. Yaaaaaay. Also I am fiiinally almost done with Tom's new gaming glove. It is going to be awesome, but it's taking so long, between trying to make it right and writing down everything I'm doing. Also the yarn keeps splitting on me, which is sad, because it's super soft and I love it otherwise.

//end ramble

Labels: activism, crochet

 
Tom got out of work at 4. I was working until 5. Tom decided not to drive around back and forth, partly because his car battery is currently iffy, and partly because he is lazy. Tom was bored, poking around the store. Tom looked at our coffee selection. "I want coffee. How much is coffee?" 8.95 a pound. "What would you recommend?" Uhhh... what do we have left that is not boring? Chocolate Caramel Truffle. "Okay I want two pounds." Uhm... that bag we have bits left over from our anniversary, in February? was only half a pound to begin with.

As he watches me coerce the beans out of the dispenser: "We should probably have a grinder." I can grind it here... "Nah, I want an excuse to buy a grinder anyway." Okay, so after this, go buy a grinder while you're waiting for me to finish working.

Is .95lb enough? "Nooo, I want a pound!" Okay well now you have 1.3lbs.


5:10, I stumble out of the store, where there had been a bit of a gift-wrapping rush/certain employees being slooooow when customer was in a hurry. I get into the car. Tom points at the back seat. "Look at the espresso maker I got! Oh and look at the grinder! That was the cheapest grinder they had. But I was looking at it, and saw that it has an espresso setting. So I thought hmmm..."

And I get harangued (teasingly!) about my $30 yarn and/or t-shirt splurges.

So now we have an espresso/cappuccino maker sitting next to our big ol' coffee maker. Tom not only likes espresso, but also feels it is more *efficient* than coffee. Less to make and drink, same amount of caffeine.

I will make coffee (because Tom doesn't measure amounts), and I will be the expert on tea. This persnickety beast? Is allllll him.


I do not currently own a dresser, but we have an espresso machine. Oh priorities.

(Okay granted espresso machines are way easier to move than giant chunks of furniture. still. I do not see making seriously concentrated amounts of caffeine available to Tom as being a good thing.)

Labels: cooking, life in general, silliness, work