What happens when you want to blog but there's nothing?

I want to make a blog entry, keep contact with blogland, but I don't know what to say.  Nothing much going on here.  Working this weekend.  Same Old, Same Old.  People have been pretty civilized.  I haven't been called a nasty name in a couple weeks :0)   One of my callers took the time to contact my supervisor and say how wonderful I was.  That Rocks.   Always looks good on the yearly evaluation. 

I want to put more pictures in my blog but my camera just eats batteries.  It takes 2 AA batteries.  I put new batteries in and take maybe 20 pics over 4 days and the batteries are ready to be replaced.  That can't be right.  It's about 4 years old but I haven't used it much.  It's Pentax Optio.  I either need to get rechargable batteries or a new camera.  Something to think about. 

Besides work, I've been transferring my cassette tapes to the computer.  Glad I'm doing this now.  When I go to look up some of the old tapes at Amazon, I find that they don't make some of them on CD.  There have been a couple of tapes that I'm going to buy the CD's for.  The music just didn't make the transfer well.  Dan Fogelberg's Innocent Age and a couple of Pat Metheny albums.  Get the name of this Metheny album, "As Falls Wichita, So Falls Wichita Falls".  His albums are primarily instrumental, and are a beautiful place to go when chaos is surrounding me. 

Tomorrow is a busy day for me.  Get the truck washed (there is some cat hair in there courtesy of Comcast).  Need to get that taken care of before I pick my mom up for Mother's Day lunch.  I also have a dentist appt tomorrow.  The dentist I have used for years is about 1 hour drive from me.  I'm trying one that is closer.  Just going for exam and cleaning to try him out.  I am one of those people that can't stand the dentist.  I don't like people in my personal space and I don't like loud noises.  Lay me on my back with one or two people surrounding my head, hands in my mouth.  It doesn't get much more 'in my personal space' than that.  Each time they scrape or mess with my teeth it echos through my head!  A whole new meaning to the word loud.  My hair is standing up just thinking about it.  I'll pick some of my new found music to take with me. 

Hope all is well with you.  Be gentle with each other.  Cya.