Randumbs: Part sette

I have been meaning to tell you:

1) That Grammar Quiz has a spyware virus! Don’t take it!
2) The answer is: A haircut!
3) Colleen - Those four musical notes on the Mueller Bridge going over 202 into Holyoke! Everytime I hear them I remember that I need to blog about them! [Duh Duh Duh Duhhh]
4) The brush on Peak’s Island looks like Art Garfunkel’s hair!
5) The NYC gallery is up!
6) Yes, I will wear the striped shirt like it’s going out of style! I have no other new cool clothes!
7) My cats are effing cute! TIRH didn’t wear the blue shirt!

love

It’s tennis season once again for TIRH and me. Our first ‘match’ was Tuesday and the prognosis is: same backhand, different year.

Our courts of choice are on the MHC campus. On Tuesday, we suffered through the Ivy league boy teaching the younger blonde co-ed his brilliant strategies. At one point, he was down love-30, so he asked her to hit the ball more softly because he was concentrating on getting the strategies right.

That’s a new one.