Odds and ends.
This is the best one of the English word comparison things I've seen:
I took a quick trip into downtown Phoenix, today. I've been past downtown on the Interstate highway many times, but hadn't actually driven in downtown for a good decade. I have an important early morning appointment next week and wanted to see how long it took to get there. I am always surprised to see how much open land there is in downtown. It's odd that Phoenix is the 5th most populous city in the nation and is so sparsely filled in spots.
On the way back I stopped at a Chick-Fil-A for the first time. Can't say I understand the attraction. I found it okay, but just okay. The chicken was good, but nothing special. The sauce people rave about seemed like one part mustard, one part mayonnaise, a small dollop of ketchup and a large dollop of corn syrup. It was pretty good at first bite, but didn't hold up well. I don't care for their waffle-cut fries. Too thick and mushy for me.
Speaking of surprises, Sirius brought me one yesterday afternoon. I walked into the kitchen and he was playing with something beside the dinner table. At first glance it looked like a very large beetle. The cat picked it up in his mouth before I got a good look at it. He gave it a few good crunches then dropped it. I got close and realized it was a baby tarantula, no more than an inch and a half across, but still pretty beefy for a spider. It was the first tarantula I've seen around the house. However it got in, I hope its bigger relatives don't make it inside. I really don't have anything against tarantulas, but I like to go barefoot in the house in the summer and would just as soon not step on one. Kudos to my cat for finding this one first.
I took a quick trip into downtown Phoenix, today. I've been past downtown on the Interstate highway many times, but hadn't actually driven in downtown for a good decade. I have an important early morning appointment next week and wanted to see how long it took to get there. I am always surprised to see how much open land there is in downtown. It's odd that Phoenix is the 5th most populous city in the nation and is so sparsely filled in spots.
On the way back I stopped at a Chick-Fil-A for the first time. Can't say I understand the attraction. I found it okay, but just okay. The chicken was good, but nothing special. The sauce people rave about seemed like one part mustard, one part mayonnaise, a small dollop of ketchup and a large dollop of corn syrup. It was pretty good at first bite, but didn't hold up well. I don't care for their waffle-cut fries. Too thick and mushy for me.
Speaking of surprises, Sirius brought me one yesterday afternoon. I walked into the kitchen and he was playing with something beside the dinner table. At first glance it looked like a very large beetle. The cat picked it up in his mouth before I got a good look at it. He gave it a few good crunches then dropped it. I got close and realized it was a baby tarantula, no more than an inch and a half across, but still pretty beefy for a spider. It was the first tarantula I've seen around the house. However it got in, I hope its bigger relatives don't make it inside. I really don't have anything against tarantulas, but I like to go barefoot in the house in the summer and would just as soon not step on one. Kudos to my cat for finding this one first.