Sunday, May 11, 2008
Stretches. Weight training: superslow bench dip. Stretches. Breakfast: peach yogurt, mexican cheese omelette, apricot and orange juice. Google added a new feature to Google Maps called "Explore this area" which looks interesting but of course I'd prefer that it works with Flickr even though I haven't geotagged any of my photos. Installed Windows XP SP3 on 2 computers at home. Shopped. Laid out some rose petals to dry. Worked on header changes for Danny's website. Installed Office 2007 SP1. Exchanged e-mail with Johan J who found me because my journal had mentioned a problem using Slickr under a limited user account. Slickr does not seem to work properly under a limited user account, and that's one of the reasons I stopped using it even though I liked it a lot. Johan agreed there seemed to be no simple and secure workaround to this problem. Lunch at home with Patrick: artichoke ravioli with organic tomato sauce, ciabatta roll, Smart Balance Light. Dinner at PDD's with a whole bunch of people. Paul brought Beard Papa cream puffs. Nate helped Danny with cooking dumplings and also brought a delicious peach cobbler. I learned today a telephone number I can call for a good time. I had accidentally dialed a wrong number using the prefix of one friend's telephone number and the last 4 digits of another friend's telephone number. While the line was ringing, I realized my mistake and quickly hung up. I went to my address book on the computer to confirm the correct number and while I was doing that the telephone rang. I answered, and it was the person at the number that I had accidentally called. He said, "Who is this?" and "Were you calling me?" not creepily but in a friendly and curious way—he just wanted to know who was calling him and he didn't yet know it was someone who didn't know him. I was embarrassed at having made a mistake, so I told him I had dialed a wrong number, but I didn't want him to feel disappointed so I told him, jokingly, "...but you have a nice voice." He continued his friendly chatter and said, "So what are you doing?" and I really just wanted to get off the phone and call my friend, but I said, "Nothing much—just hanging out at home." And he said, "Well I'm lying on my bed naked watching a movie." I said, "Oh, I'm not doing that," politely said goodbye, and then hung up. I did not ask what movie he was watching. So if you're interested in calling this guy, let me know. I most definitely have his number.