Camelback containers: Squeeze then suck.

What does this remind you of? I can't be the only person out there that sees it. It may be one of the main reasons my water intake has increased dramatically since I purchased this bottle...

Food for thought

This was in the paper today, written by an advice columnist I'm not particularly fond of. The dilemma she's responding to is not relevant, but this chunk resonated with me:

When the main reason you get along is that you avoid talking about anything substantial, it follows that a mere whiff of substance will have the power to destabilize the relationships.

Many extended-family situations, unfortunately, survive on these fragile detentes. But marriages die from them, if not from the fighting, then from the loneliness of being so guarded.

And I can't think of any more substantial matters for a couple to talk about than what they hope for, where they hope to be, and where they stand with their families.

I think my divorce is final on Monday. I got that impression from an email I received from the moderator a while back. Garret has not contacted me to confirm this.