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Nothing quite as yummy in my tummy as nice warm, fresh from the oven Kolaches from the shop across the street from the office. Yummmm… (I have to go to the dentist later to get the final crown done, so it’s brunch time!)

Oh my! Another day, no posts? Is the world coming to an end? Is it going to start spinning backwards soon? No, probably not. I got a lot done today around here, and it was exactly what I needed. My kitchen is much cleaner, my bathroom is almost sparkling, and the laundry is all put away. My former upstairs neighbor finally came to get all of the ficus trees that I offered to store for her “for a little while” last May when she moved out. After that I had to sweep the patio to get rid of all the leaves. It looks so bare after being full of trees for all these months. I’m going to have to buy one to cut out the mid-day sun in my living room – they really helped keep it cool in here in the summer time. There were too many of them though, so I like that I have some view now. Then I watched “Memento” (finally!) and some of the Call for Help episodes that were on the Tivo. Then I indulged myself with one of the “Third Watch” episodes that aired before the Olympics. I left all sorts of stuff on the Tivo for the nights I didn’t feel like watching the Olympic games. Or when I need a “Law & Order” fix. Now I’m going to make some quick tweeks on the sidebar and then head off to bed!

Every Social Gathering Is A Chance To Hustle For Contacts. Oh, this is me. This is so me. Sure, I may not be working freelance, but 2 years now in the web design sales consultant gig has trained me well. It’s all about the hustle. [via Sooz]

Years ago, when I lived in Germany (Illesheim), the speed limit on the base was 20kph. As Mike points out, that’s 12mph. One night I went out with Jen, a friend of mine that was visiting from the US. Well, our Moms were best friends as we grew up, so we were more like cousins (who had to like each other) then friends before her visit to Germany. But that’s not the point of this tale. One night we went out and got shit-faced drunk. Eight sheets to the wind. Seriously trashed. But I didn’t want us to walk home and leave the car at the bar because it was a small base and people talked. If my car was there the next morning, word would get back to my (now ex) husband that I must have gone home with a man. So I drove home. I would NEVER recommend this in the condition I was in, but I was driving 20kph – 12mph! At 12mph, if someone was walking on the side of the road and I came anywhere close, they would have easily been able to run away! I was driving on a base with no traffic, no cars to worry about, and the only thing I had to watch for was other drunk people walking beside the road. Jen was yelling “You can’t drive! Let me drive!” Hell no! She was as drunk as I was, and if anyone was going to wreck my car, it was going to be me! 12mph… it’s almost impossible to even drive that slow! Wow, it’s been 10 years since I left Germany (almost) – where did the time go?!?