Can Opener Hell

Today's great frustration brought on by a stupid #*($^#*)($^&(*&^W(*#%&^ fancy-dancy P.O.S. can opener has been resolved by driving into town for a good one. On a more positive note, CopperMoon now has a brand-spanking new King sized bed! Off in a bit for dinner w/my CuMoon cohorts at Icon Grill, where we'll sample "Aroused Americana Cooking," whatever the heck THAT is. Gonna blast LOUD MUSIC on my way into town to steady my nerves and better my mood.




*Yeah, the fault could well be all mine for not getting the hang of it, but I was hungry and only just barely stopped short of bashing open the can of tuna w/an axe...breathing now.