Life in Czeltistan

Takin’ a little break

Wednesday, October 31st, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Vacation time in Czeltistan. Catch you all next Tuesday.

Took me a second

Wednesday, October 31st, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Saw Abe Lincoln walking down the sidewalk on my drive in to work today. Took my brain a moment to wrap itself around the idea of “it’s Halloween.”

Rolled down my window and suggested he stay away from the theatre this time.

Not just for breakfast anymore

Tuesday, October 30th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 2 Comments has a nice piece on Real Chili today.

I just had lunch there on Friday. Didn’t actually order anything. I just sat down and it showed up in front of me, followed by my server saying, “I guess I should have asked if you were having your usual instead of just getting it for you.” I replied, “There are other items on the menu?”

Hmm. I have errands I have to run over lunch today, and it’s almost 70 degrees out (not your usual chili weather), but seeing as how I won’t be able to have Chili while I’m on vacation for the next week, I may have to go get some today. Mmmm. Chili.

A better way to wake up

Tuesday, October 30th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

I was having one of those drives into work today that, if I were in the movies, the entire audience would be shouting “don’t go in there!” Pedestrians randomly walking out into traffic (3 different times), cars randomly stopping in front of me (ok, only once), a dumptruck blocking my entrance to the lot, forcing me to drive on the sidewalk to get to my spot, and then when I opened the door to go in to the building, the broom that rests against the wall just inside the door had fallen, blocking the entrance. All signs say the universe is trying to prevent me from getting in to work, right? But I figured out what it was all keeping me from. Our receptionist made cookie batter last night, but the cookies weren’t coming out right when she baked them in her oven. So she brought them in to work to bake in the cookie oven we have.

Now, I’m used to the smell of baking cookies here at work (the joy in that wears off after 9 years, lemme tell ya), but there is nothing quite like the smell of fresh-baked homemade chocolate chip cookies. And they tasted better than they smelled. Best breakfast I’ve had in weeks. (Somehow the shine has gone off the yogurt I have in my bag. It’s just not going to be as good now.)

Y’know what is not a fun way to wake up?

Monday, October 29th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 8 Comments

Getting a phone call, 1/2 hour before your alarm goes off on a Monday morning, from your brother, saying he, your mom, your sister-in-law and your niece are all at the Orlando airport and ready to come home, but it seems they have no flight. They used and apparently Cheap Tickets has a nasty habit of telling you they’ve confirmed your flight before it’s actually confirmed. Result: No flight.

They’re on the phone with customer service now. I’m tempted to call the head of customer service myself. Waking a sleeping Czelt is not a good plan. It’s like poking a badger with a stick. I don’t blame my family at all for waking me, but I sure would like to give Cheap Tickets an earful.

Guess I’d better go make sure the cell phone is charged. Might need it a bit this morning if they don’t get a flight very soon.

Update: Last I heard, they were on their way to the airline’s counter with info they’d gotten from Cheap Tickets, so it’s possible they’ve gotten another flight. Trying not to drive them insane with calling, but it’s kind of maddening not knowing what’s going on.

Final Update: After a ton of time on the phone with Cheap Tickets, they got booked on a flight… that had already left the airport. The woman at the airline’s counter found them a flight home today, though. It’s got a 6-hour layover in Philly, but they’ll get home tonight. Suffice it to say, no one in our family will be using Cheap Tickets ever again. And kudos to the USAir staff for doing their best to get everyone home.

Finally. A flag.

Friday, October 26th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 1 Comment

Thanks to this handy little gadget, I finally got around to making a nice little flag for the People’s Republic of Czeltistan.

Now to start writing that anthem…

Light(house) at the end of the construction tunnel

Monday, October 22nd, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan, You Call This News? | 2 Comments

Hooray! After years of renovation, the North Point Lighthouse is finally almost ready to open. Construction on the keeper’s quarters finishes this month. There’s a formal ribbon cutting/dedication for media, dignitaries, etc. and an open house for volunteers in mid-November. Hopefully everything will be open to the general public shortly thereafter. Landscaping won’t be done until spring, but that’s ok. It’ll look a zillion times better without dumpsters and construction equipment in the yard, so no one will really notice until then.

Guess I’d better get to brushing up on my lighthouse history, or I’ll be the world’s least-useful docent.

Overheard at work

Friday, October 19th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 1 Comment

“That smells like liquid awesome.”

Thanks, Dean. I think I have a new favorite phrase.

Color me depressed

Saturday, October 13th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 1 Comment

Foo. Chicobangs is in Chicago tonight and a group of folks are holding a little meetup with him at Fado. I was planning to go, but I’m just back from seeing the doc, and I’ve got bronchitis. It’s still viral (not bacterial, thankfully), but it’s not something I want to share with the group. I also haven’t gotten more than a couple hours of sleep at a stretch for nearly a week now, so driving back from Chicago at night, through construction traffic, is just a horrible idea.

So, sorry all. I really was looking forward to the evening (especially the part where Fado serves up an all-day fry-up. mmm. fry-up), but it’s just not meant to be.

Better late than never

Thursday, October 11th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

I meant to do a little recap of my 20-year high school reunion, which was last Saturday, but I got sidetracked, then I got sick, and now I’m just feeling lazy. That, and I can’t think of happy, fun, exciting things to say about the evening. It didn’t suck or anything. It was just a bit surreal.

Food was good. Location was fine. And it was really nice to see the friends I’ve kept in touch with since high school and some of the other people I liked when I was a teen but haven’t seen in years. But after the first hour or two, it was mostly just kind of odd. I’m probably a bad person for admitting this, but I just don’t remember most of the people from my class (even with hints from my friends about why I should), and it seems there aren’t too many of them I have much in common with. (Which probably goes a long way toward explaining why I lost contact with the majority of them.)

Don’t get me wrong, I had some nice conversations with some of the people who attended, but for every one of those, there were at least three semi-awkward conversations with others. I don’t want to rehash high school memories. I didn’t go to college with anyone from my class. I don’t have children stories to tell, nor a spouse to talk about. (Don’t really want either. Mind you, that didn’t stop most people from giving me the little side head tilt and look of pity when they learned I wasn’t married or hadn’t bred. *sigh* But that’s not just them. I get that from most people my age who aren’t single and childless.)

Likewise, I had no real common ground with the folks who live out in the country (in one case, completely off the grid) and are into the outdoors thing. Don’t really do too well talking to people about their jobs, either. And I suck at making small talk. I do a whole lot better at simply people watching while enjoying my cocktail. However, I find it makes people uncomfortable if I just randomly pull up a chair and eavesdrop.

I don’t know where I’m going with this. I’m just sort of rambling at this point. I should probably quit while I’m ahead and before I make everyone think it was a terrible evening. It wasn’t. It was just strange.

Looking for something to do Friday night?

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan, Tunes! | 3 Comments

If you’re in the Milwaukee area, here are two excellent options:

1) WMSE’s Food Slam at the Eisner. You get to spend an evening browsing the museum, nibbling on all manner of tasty food and supporting everyone’s favorite local radio station. What’s not to love?

2) And after the Slam, check out the show at Points East. It’s an evening with my coworkers’ bands (Well, 2/3 of the bands, anyhow. But really, they’re my two favorite bands from our studio. I digress): Knit Delicate and 1956. Somebody Talked will finish out the show. Kickoff is at 10.

Chapter 27, In Which the Universe Kicks Me Again

Friday, September 28th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Back in June, I got a call from the Visa people saying that there was suspicious activity on my debit card. Some schmuck in California tried to purchase something at a Long Beach Wal-Mart (soooooo not something I’d do. I hates me some Wal-Mart). So I had to go through the hassle of getting a new card.

That one could have been prevented. I’d gotten an letter awhile earlier, saying that my card number may have been in a clump of data from a store I recently shopped at that may have been accessed by an outside party. I was super busy at the time I got that, then went on vacation, then completely forgot about it by the time I got back. My fault. If I ever get another of those letters, the card gets cancelled immediately. Lesson learned.

So since getting my new card, I’ve been extremely careful with it. It doesn’t leave my sight and the majority of my internet purchases are done via credit card, not the debit card.

And yet, I came home last night to a call from Visa. Suspicious activity on my new card. Someone trying to buy something at a Target in Illinois, and a second suspicious internet purchase from Bed, Bath & Beyond. Well, while me actually purchasing something at BB&B is, in fact, an oddity, that one was mine. The Target, however, not mine. So I get to cancel my debit card AGAIN. For the second time in 4 months.

Don’t know where my card got skimmed, but oh, it got skimmed somewhere.


So I’ll be spending my lunch hour at the bank again. It’s not my idea of a proper lunchtime activity, but whatcha gonna do? And my bank really is teh awesome, in that both times this has happened, they’ve alerted me the day of the activity, even before it showed up in my online activity with them. (Thanks, Ozaukee Bank. You guys are the best bank ever.)

Heh. Forgot about this one.

Thursday, September 27th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Neither Christyl nor I wanted to be at work on Monday morning. Forgot I did a screen grab of our IM.

I’ve been doing it all wrong all these years

Thursday, September 27th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 4 Comments

I love wedding registries. Gives me a chance to see all those things that people want that I didn’t even know existed. Like lettuce knives.

And here I’ve been using either my hands or regular old knives to deconstruct my lettuce heads all these years. Silly me.

A little medical update

Wednesday, September 26th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

A couple of people have asked after the friend of mine & her husband who were in the accident, so here’s an update I got tonight:

He’s still in the hospital, which is depressing him some, as he thought he’d be released by now. (I also missed his broken arm in the injury list in the last post. Guess it made less of an impression on my brain than the leg he lost.) No word yet on when he’ll begin his rehab.

She’s been moved to a skilled nursing facility to begin at least two months of rehab, which, so far, is going well. With everything she’s got going on physically, one of the things upsetting her most is that she’s having trouble with her spelling since the accident. (Someone else from our group remarked on how that was an odd thing to be upset about, but I totally understand. That would completely depress me.)

They both are having up and down days, but they seem to be on opposite schedules, and they’re taking turns being each other’s cheerleader.

So it’s still a bad situation and things aren’t going to be easy for either of them. But it sounds like it’s going as well as it can without a time machine.

A little thing I learned this week

Monday, September 24th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

They really don’t make get well cards for people who have been in horrific accidents. And I need two of these (potentially non-existent) cards.

The accident in question has so far resulted in three broken limbs, loss of one leg, multiple surgeries, one knee replacement, brain damage and the promise of months and months of rehab. Somehow, a card that says “I hear you have a boo-boo” just doesn’t quite cut it.

May just have to make my own.

Not that you’re all rushing to call me…

Friday, September 21st, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

…but if you’re trying to call me at home, you may get a busy signal. I left for work and the phone went on strike. Ah, AT&T. Since you’ve returned, my phone’s gone down twice. Good times. Good times.

Oddly, I’m not too angry about it. Went to go see The National tonight at the Pabst Theatre (aka “The World’s Greatest Music Venue”). It was a fantastic show and it’s put me in a good mood. I go to so very few concerts these days (at least, compared to how many I used to see) and I’ve been pretty lucky that the few shows I’ve chosen to go see have all been really good.

I’m hoping that I’ll toddle off to bed shortly, and that when I wake, my mystery phone ailment will be completely fixed and all will be right with the world again.

Yeah, that happens to me a lot

Friday, September 21st, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

Coworker: I don’t know why, but every time I see you, I think “Hey, there’s Anne” and then I want to yell “Wooooooooooooo!”

Oh, dear migraine headache,

Friday, September 14th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

We’ve spent some time together today and I think we need to talk. It’s just not working out. You keep me up at night. I love to sleep. You bring pain and nausea. I’m not a fan of throwing up, and have you seen what prescription migraine drugs are costing these days?? You’re just not the way I wanted to start my Friday. I’m glad you’re mostly gone now, and I think maybe this is a good time for us to rethink our relationship. We’re better off apart. I’m sure you understand. Thanks.

Overheard at work

Monday, September 10th, 2007 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

Coming from a conference room that housed temporary employees over the summer: “Smells like intern in here.”