I'm going to give her $5 (big spender, I know) but just between you and me I wouldn't have blinked if she'd asked for $10-$15-$20. I really need to get going to work, and wasn't looking forward to having to deal with the sidewalk beforehand.
UPDATE: Jenn points out that the girl's out there spreading salt on our sidewalk, as well. Now that's service.
UPDATE #2: Jenn points out that the girl has disappeared after talking to her mother. Perhaps she didn't get permission to use all their salt on the neighbor's sidewalks...
That does it. Commencing reversion to childhood in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....
* - My wife understands -- she fell in love with it, also.
In other news, I've been looking for an adult-sized bop bag, since my requests for a heavy punching bag at the office have not yet been taken seriously.
Last night, I found it. If only it didn't take 5 years to inflate...
I'm currently getting a flood of bounces and autoreplies from list subscribers...
I have little hope they'll comply -- if they had any respect for/fear of ICANN at all, they wouldn't have done it to begin with.
So, when we moved into our new (first) house a few months ago, we started fostering* kittens for Animal Friends, where my wife works.
This was sold to me as some sort of utopian access to unlimited kitten cuteness, available whenever I needed a pick-me-up. And, at first, it was. The first four kittens we had were wonderful, so much so that we ended up adopting one of them (yes, he only has one eye; he doesn't realize or care about that, though, and neither do we).
The next three were very young, and my wife spent weeks bottle-feeding them every 3 hours, around the clock. It seemed like they were going to make it, but then we lost them one-by-one over a week's time, due to a virus their little immune systems couldn't fend off. That was really hard. (I made a web site for them.)
At that point, I was ready to step back from this for a bit. However, my wife brought home three more, who, I was assured, were in fine health. Last night we lost one of them, though, again due to sudden illness.
This isn't what I signed up for.
I have a funny "bat in the house" story, but I'll save that for some other, less depressing time. Sorry to be so dreary.
* - Why would a kitten need fostered? Animal Friends doesn't adopt out kittens until after they are spayed/neutered, and tested for feline leukemia and FIV (feline AIDS). They have to be a certain age/weight to do those things, so they stay at a foster house while they are growing, so as not to take shelter space away from adoptable animals.
The waitress at the restaurant was puzzled, but the Cashier at Target just said "Thinkgeek?"
Dunno what to make of that...
I came away with several business leads, as well as
opportunities for some more sponsorship of
Perl-related sites. Plus, Jenn got to see the penguins, which is always a good thing.
The trip home was more tolerable than expected. A four hour flight to Atlanta, a 2.5 hour layover there (where we met the world's most cheerful women, who were working the breakfast rush at Popeye's), and then 1.5 hours back to Pittsburgh.
The combination of not sleeping at all overnight and losing three hours to the time zone change has been interesting, though.
Anyway, the conference was great. Can't wait until next year.