I'm making a conscientious effort to blog more often these days but having to do it in the evenings when I'm tired makes it more work than fun.

Weekend! Now that I'm a Working Stiff again, I'm once again free to wallow in the leisure of two whole days off.

Can't blog for long, though. I have work to do tonight. (Or maybe tomorrow, depending on how the mood takes me.)

Today was supposed to be all Weathery, but it was crisp and sunny, so we drove down to Castle Rock and walked around the Outlet Mall for a couple of hours. I bought three pair of socks and a quick-reference book for SQL codes. We stopped by Borders on the way home (I bought SQL In 10 Minutes), came on home, sat around for an hour and then walked over to Whole Foods to pick up some snacks and some dinner. ($18! But I got enough food for three meals and snacks for a week.)

You might have noticed the frequent references to SQL in my day's shopping.

Bernie is convinced that either DiamondGirl will quit soon or that I won't be able to turn her work ethic around and he'll wind up having to fire her. While I'm perfectly willing to learn the level of SQL it would take for me to confidently approach our bulk e-mail product, I don't think he understands the difference between me being able to recognize a SQL string generated by a piece of software designed to produce such strings and me being able to write such a string from scratch.

I tell myself that, if nothing else, I'm going to be a lot more employable the next time I'm pounding the pavement. QuickBooks and a bit of low-level SQL will look good on a resume previously top-heavy with proprietary software programs that only the company that produced them cares about. (Of interest only to the company that produced them? Hmmm.)

There's something wrong with the grammar in that sentence, but let's press on. I'm not here to talk about work, after all.

Actually, I'm not sure why I'm here. Today I ate a mediocre sliced beef sandwich, bought three pair of socks, two books on SQL, and went to the grocery store. Not really the stuff of riveting blog entries.

I need a haircut. Ditto.

One of the things I bought at Whole Foods was rather-expensive-for-the-size container of cut pineapple. Pineapple is one of those fruits so often sold and consumed in an insufficiently ripened state to let most folks appreciate just how amazing a delicacy it is when thoroughly ripened. Good pineapple is like sunshine sieved through sugar.

Also, I bought asparagus roasted with mushrooms, and a chicken breast with a light walnut-lavender breading.

Mmmmmmmm. I do love living across the street from Whole Foods.