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Argh. Call me Scrooge, but I despise “The Little Drummer Boy” song and all of his fricking rum pum pumming (as I’ve noted in a previous blogpost).
The problem with Christmas playlists on Pandora though, is that I can’t just thumbs down it once because so many (moronic) artists have decided to do their own rendition of the rum pum. So far, I’ve nixed the stupid kid and his never-ending pumming five times. And it’s only December 17.
A new study from researchers at my alma mater the University of Colorado Boulder and their friends at the California Institute of Technology just reported that previous estimates at the Grand Canyon’s age were more than 65 million years off!
Isn’t that crazy?!
Old research says the Colorado River formed the Great GC 5 or 6 million years ago.
New research says 70 million years ago.
Now, I’m not a scientist, but criminy, somebody’s data was way the heck off!
I’ve got Pacho Bell’s “Canon in D” stuck in my head, which is frustrating because that is a lot of instruments and a lot of parts for one person to hum.
Thinking back, however, to my last blogpost, I realized that, in my defense of those six* losses, there wasn’t a “help” button.
*See last blogpost to decide for yourself, but I’m sticking with my six.
There’s nothing quite so demoralizing as losing solitaire six* times in a row.
*Ok, so it was really seven, but I had such lousy cards for one of those hands, I feel like it doesn’t count.
Because I have a bunch of work to finish up tonight, Mike, my wonderful husband, is making me dinner.
We’re having Mac ‘N Cheese ‘N Peas, one of my favorite dishes (seriously, no sarcasm).
“How many peas do you want?” he asked.
“Ummm, 167,” I said in true smart-alec form.
“OK,” he replied and began counting.
That’s how much he loves me.
But then he got bored and said, “If you want me to count your peas, you’re not going to get very many peas.”
Understandable.
And I’m pretty sure he loves me a whole lot, just not 167 individual peas worth.