A few evenings ago at my sister's house (I was sleeping in the finished basement) I was startled by a very large bat.  It flew into the enclosed laundry area so I shut the door.  And we had not seen it since.

I talked to my sister about it and she likes the bat.

They've had a few in the basement and when her husband kills one of them, she starts seeing bugs in the basement.  When there's a bat, it eats the bugs.

She says, "Better the bat I can't see than the bugs I can see".

But then...I like bats.  Bats are the good guys.  One bat in one night will eat a whole grocery bag full of mosquitoes.

I left my mountain bike with my dad (along with Tom's bike helmet) - and the stipulation that he doesn't ride without the helmet.

the last time he rode a bike, this happened:

Admittedly...the problem was Dad doing something that shouldn't be done on a bike (the seat was too hard so he put a pillow on it...when the pillow slipped, so did he).

the bike I left has really fat stable tires, is an adult bike (unlike the one he fell off) and has a padded seat.

“But don’t expect anyone in Congress to admit that taxpayers are paying around $6,000 to provide a $4,500 rebate for a foreigner or illegal immigrant to buy a new car. “ (Lurita Doan)

read the rest (HT: The Foundry - blog of the Heritage Foundation)

I put twitter in my side bar...

No particular reason, nobody's keeping track of my eating but me - but I'm posting my meals to the twitter in my sidebar.  I hope that just putting them there will keep me on track a little more.  Not an issue now, but when I get back to school, there are way  more temptations.