Hm.

Well, this is interesting. I hear via the grapevine that my character is being assassinated in private posts by Lakme, and games are being played along the lines of “If you’re my friend, you won’t be his…”.

That sort of stuff is just childish, if that is what’s happening. being on the outside of Lakme’s journal, and not a part of dotgirl or carrie’s journals for quite a while, I don’t have the whole story.

Here is my take on it, though, feel free to correct me in polite words if I’m wrong.

Lakme claims that I gave out my password to dotgirl, so she could continue to rea private entries of carrie’s. Well, no. I don’t give my password out to anyone, unless it’s an admin in order to change to a new one. since that’s done automatically by LJ, no human has been given it. Now, I’m not calling lakme a liar, because she could just be misinformed.

In all honesty, I do remember enjoying carrie’s journal, but there’s a lot of fish in the LJ sea, and I really have too many linktos on my friends list anyhow.

I do think it’s strange, given Lakme’s love of confrontation and combat that she hasn’t attacked me publicly with her accusations, which is why I put the disclaimer “grapevine” comment at the front. last conflict I had with her was months ago, about me dropping her from my friends list. I hear that there’s some sort of proof, but nobody has seen it. I’ll be interested in seeing or hearing what it is, if it exists at all, as I’ve not done any of what I hear I’ve been accused of.

Folks who know me, and read both lakme and myself no doubt will see some very real personality differences… I for one, do not delete my journal in an “on-line suicide” in order to get attention from folks that read my journal. I try to work things out, or if that doesn’t work, I walk away from the fight, if there’s no logic in it.

I don’t think of myself as an angry person, or needy for attention. If folks would like to unlink, or link to my page, well, have a nice trip, and welcome aboard respectively. I really don’t know the bulk of you folks… most of you are quite nice, friendly, and offer a clever comment or just a friendly wave. I won’t be mad if you leave, though. This journal is for me and stuff I find to be fun… you’re welcome to visit whenever you like. Longtime linkers here know that my posts are either public or totally private. I think that I’ve posted probably 5 or so friends only posts, and even then it was pretty much the same as I have here out in public.

This whole “my friend your friend” thing smacks of the politics of high school. Hang with who you want to hang with. Take advice or don’t. Good luck with whatever you decide, and I hope you do well.

Just so everyone knows, my journal is staying as long as LJ allows it. People that get outraged with me and my friends are welcome to continue to be so in public or private, but they are not welcome to treat my friends cruelly, unfairly or without kindness.

Say…. neato.

Mp3 clocks, and they seem pretty reasonably priced. 🙂

Slow day at work… but it’s because all the data is late… 🙁 I’m going to be stuck here after hours if it takes too much longer!

So much for hitting the sack early.

I slept about 4 hours last night…. I was working on tweaking my system, and slumber just didn’t want to take me…Before I knew it, it was 4:30 in the morning. I’m going to hit the sack early tonight.

link o’ the day – symbols.com … a fun graphic resource of symbols and the use of them…. you can search by meaning, or shape. 🙂

example – pic -An ideogram used by some Indian tribes in the south western US, called bear track. Its meaning is a good omen.

Linkers. Not Friends. that’s what I keep telling myself.

so why is it so hard for me to trim my list? I’m too dang nosey. I want to know what’s going on in everyone’s lives.

I want to get down to 50. I don’t see it happening. In fact if I’m not careful, I’m going to add everyone back.

I view some of the folks who link to me, and I link to as actual friends. Others, kindly acquaintances. still others as neato columnists in the life they lead (or don’t.)

Some of you folks are amazing writers..some have a great amount of heart… some impress me with the amount of truth I see in your writing, and others in the outrageously bad lies that I see propagated… to the point where the fish stories are as entertaining as life itself. “Through a glass darkly” I suppose.

So, what do I do? go with it as best I can, stick my nose in where it sometimes will stick. I hope nobody gets offended if I add/remove them.. filter usage just isn’t cutting it for me. I’m also trimming off anyone I haven’t seen post in a month… no point in keeping dead links alive, although. holy moly… see what I’ve missed? I didn’t know mootpoint posted. I love his stuff. nashata is long gone… as is cider. see… that’s what I mean. I want read more than I can….


disclaimer

Random Scotto trivia.

I’ve been nearly every male position at a wedding, save for groom and minister. (and I qualify to do either of those, once I renew my notary. 🙂 )

ring bearer – check!
usher – Check!
honorary father of the bride – check!
best man – Check!

other positions of note – usher at funeral, pallbearer, altar boy.

Bouncer (briefly), library page, information broker, researcher, and homework-doer for pay.

other positions – data entry, catalog programming in assorted langs, taco viva cook, software sales, furniture assembler, book sales, Santa’s helper, clown, security at renfaires, jewelry salesman, pourer of beer, troll, protector of fairies. computer teacher, and resident knower of things obscure. (not all at once, mind you)

random memories

mascots (I moved around a lot as a kid)

1st grade
2nd grade > don’t remember.
3rd grade/
4th grade – Trojans
5th grade – Hornets
6th grade congress middle panthers
7th grade unity – I don’t even remember… Unitarian school… no real mascot.
8th grade congress middle panthers
9th-12th grade – Atlantic High Eagles
PBCC – Lancers (knight on a horse with a lance, not boil-pokers?)
FAU – Owls
UofM – Hurricanes

WWF, eat your heart out.

An old newspaper clipping form my days as a midget wrestler… before my growth spurt ruined my career.

ah, sadly the text is lost, but a photo remains. when puberty hit, my body sprouted a bushel of hair (I’ve had the goatee since infancy…) and I grew another 3 and a half feet inside of a year. Ah well…wrestling is fake and for yahoos anyway. 🙂

My old gear –

Apprentice
From: Boston, Mass
Entrance: Sorcerer’s Apprentice
Height: 4’3″
Weight: 70
Finisher + Description: Spinning Splash. A Snuka type splash with 180 degree rotation.
Style: high flyer
Description: Pointed hat, blue cape, weightlifter tights (all blue with yellow stars), sandals.
Medical: Achondroplasia
Quote:I’m drinking my milk! One day, you’ll be sorry!