Coming to Someone's Attention

[femkes_follies]

Sometimes it's bad, sometimes good.

Bad: I pulled out of the parking lot at work, got about 1 1/2 miles down the road, looked up: State Trooper. Looked down: 65 mph. @@(%^$(&#. Sure enough, she turned around and came after me. I handed over my license, reg, and insurance. She told me what she'd clocked me at, then asked "Was there a reason for the speed?"

Me: "Nope. Not a good one. I was not paying attention and was going too fast."

Blink, blink, blink......"Well, thank you for your honesty. Slow down, and drive safe home."

*lol* Apparently honesty is a novelty. Srsly? Like there's a point to lying to a State Trooper? They've heard it all.

Good: Seeing my name in print. In the back of Peter Reinhart's Artisan Breads Every Day. I only test-baked a few recipes, as my e-mail and his didn't play well and I felt bad bugging him about it constantly. But, wow, what a cool book. I MUST go get a copy. ;-) I should have an Amazon certificate or two coming for doing professional surveys.

Elsewise, not much new in my world. I did go get some barley flour, dried peas, and whole wheat berries to do some baking experiments. And John and I bandied about a variety of theories about yeast.

Comments

[allison-is.livejournal.com]

Those vroomy cars go vroom. Sometimes I don't realize how fast I am going either

[femkederoas.livejournal.com]

Cha! I've gone faster than I've meant before... but usually I don't right there. One - it's highly patrolled. Two - I very regularly see deer moving across the road in that area. I've nearly hit them.

My brain was still at work, worrying about the HBC dog in the hospital.