Before your lights quite fail
And you fall spinning singing from the same song
Pass your hand before me
Palm shining, light streaming
Speak to me your lips touch
Crackle light water spilling
tumbling down

Sing to me lull softly call quiver
Dream to me like a flame flicker
Shimmering Shimmering mirage like vision
of tranquility

Honeyflower sing suckle
oh so sweetly call to me
lure linger please
lure linger, lure linger

Cover me with youre hands unfolded
wrapped around, held like a ball
Think of me — put all your self inside me
Then send me spinning into the sun

Dreams drempt and thoughts thunk
Tooth brushed and watch wound
Before toast and tea
Before toast and tea

“Breakfast!” Good morning everybody,
The sun is up and there’s lots of toast and jelly
Wash Wash, you gotta wash the dishes
If you’re gonna eat upon ’em, ya gotta wash ’em.
You can get it if you really want,
you gotta try hard, try hard
(P.S. Keep on the sunny side)

perorate PUR-uh-rayt, intransitive verb:
1. To conclude or sum up a long discourse.
2. To speak or expound at length; to declaim.

Perorate comes from Latin perorare “to speak at length or to the end,” from per-, “through, throughout,” + orare, “to speak.”

gyrovague (JYE-ro-vayg) noun

A monk who travels from one place to another.

[From French, from Late Latin gyrovagus gyro- circle + vagus wandering.]

Happy Sixth Birfday to

A big pile of non-msg ramen for you!

With every fiber of my being.

She means the world to me, better than Ice cream, kung fu, and Walt Whitman all rolled together.

for me, that’s saying a heck of a lot.

I’m going to bed. nitey nite folks!

Just spent the last half hour picking through my win.ini and registry, plumbing out the last bits of a worm on my system. All clean, now…after purging all manner of yuck. I *highly* recommend Symantec’s Anti-virus center for purging malignant code from your system, it had a number of things to try that I probably wouldn’t have thought of.(especially key names in the registry to deal with… here’s the page I was working with. as an example of some how to’s for doing cleanup. Much useful detail, especially regarding Win Me(h) of which I’m still learning the little extra ins and outs.

trouble with my pooter… now solved was –

Category 4 (Severe):

Dangerous threat type, difficult to contain. The latest virus definitions should be downloaded immediately and deployed.

1) Wild: High

and

2) Damage or Distribution: High

I’m glad that part of my torment is up.

cute hoax, puts words in brads mouth via html.clever!

http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=5161455

Dangit. I should’ve stayed home. I’m not sick, but I should’ve anyway. *grinds toe into the dirt.

Farting Vaccine?
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A new anti-farting vaccine for sheep and cattle might cut down on Australia’s greenhouse gas emissions…It works by reducing the amount of gut organisms which produce methane during digestion.

Move Over Mama Cass, Pork Claims Another Victim
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Forget rheumatic fever, kidney stones, heart disease, pneumonia, and even poisoning. What may have really killed Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was schnitzel.
The latest theory about the composer’s death on Dec. 5, 1791, at age 35 in Vienna suggests the culprit was probably trichinosis.
The illness is usually caused by eating undercooked pork infested by the worm, and could explain all of Mozart’s symptoms, which included fever, rash, limb pain, and swelling, said Dr. Jan V. Hirschmann of Puget Sound Veterans Affairs Medical Center in Seattle.

Why aren’t there any coffee-flavored cereals?

(aside from sweetalyssm’s moco-puff comment. :P)

I like to wave.

In the car, on long road trips I really enjoy waving to kids in the back seat, especially if they wave back.

When I was a kid I used to wave at planes when they passed overhead.

To this day, I wave at graveyards, as I ride past. I suspect ghosts don’t exist, but if they do, I think they’d like to be acknowledged with a friendly gesture every now and then.

If I’m sitting on the front porch, reading or whatever, I wave to the odd passing car, neighbor or not.

If I think someone’s watching on the webcam, I wave a quick hello.

As a side note –
I want a picture to go with this sound.
I’ve been looking for about a half hour, and haven’t turned up anything yet.

Feeling pretty good this morning, I went to bed early last night… (about 9:30ish), and slept solidly to about 5 am. I spent a half hour snuggling with the Newt-baby, until he found something better to do… batting at strings on the blinds. I’ve since taken it slow, drinking gatorade, and seeing how I’m feeling, weighing in my mind if I should call in sick. I’m feeling good, but don’t want to mung it up. I’ll give it until 8:30 this morning before I decide… [9am update, I’m going to go in, I feel fine] it’s better to call first thing, and I can telecommute if anything major needs to be done. (I’m planning on being late to work on Thursday, I’m going to check out apartments with Danny, and take him to breakfast… maybe not make it in until 1 or 2…If I find an apartment quickly, maybe we’ll go see Atlantis as a reward for a job well done…or maybe Evolution. I like disney cartoons, but hope that the music takes it easy, or is appropriate, not just plugged in.Movie I want to see that he doesn’t – Swordfish. Movie he want’s to see that I don’t – Tomb Raider.)

check out idea no. 12, specifically the photography link in the middle menu. The photography itself is quite good; even better, if you’re using Internet Explorer, is the presentation.

Yay! or maybe not Yay.Smallville – the tale of superman, set as wb teenage drama. oh the laughter. hmm, actually, you can read some reviews of the pilot on aicn.

irenic eye-REN-ik; -REE-nik, adjective:
Tending to promote peace; conciliatory.

Irenic comes from Greek eirenikos, from eirene, “peace.”

potatory POH-tuh-tor-ee adjective

Pertaining to or given to drinking.

From Latin potatorius, from Latin potatus, past participle of potare, to drink.

The word potatory has little to do with potatoes, unless the drink in question happens to be aquavit. Two more familiar cousins of today’s word are potion and potable.

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Todd called me “decadent” today –
this, after he discussed protein windows! I couldn’t believe it. He said
I was decadent because I was eating Lucky Charms. He said they were
“symptomatic of a culture in decline – sucrose hysteria, you know.”

I said “But Todd, Lucky Charms were
invented during the Johnson Administration. Society couldn’t have been
more anti-decline than it was then. Guns and butter…I can’t believe I’m even
talking to you seriously about this. This is silly beyond belief.”

Anyway, that was the seed notion.
Karla and I wrote a big list of “decadent cereals” on the office dry-erase
wall:

Cap’n Crunch: A)
Colonialist exploiter pursues naive Crunchberry cultures to plunder. B)
Drunkenness, torture, and debauchery implicit in long ocean
journeys.

Sugar Frosted Flakes:
Silky throated military-industrial complex spokes-toad “Tony the Tiger”
exploits the need of the undereducated underclass for the paternalistic,
Reagan-like figures. A cautionary tale of the perils of not indoctrinating at
the creche level.

Trix: Well-meaning
rabbit, “Trix,” kept in continual state of malnutrition/subservience by
dominant children of the parasitic bourgeoisie. “Silly rabbit, Trix are for
kids” can only be construed as a call to class warfare.

Lucky Charms: Man
with no known adult friends lures children into forest for purpose of
nutritional (ideological) seduction. Sprightly twinkle motif on packaging
(putatively an allusion to “flavor”) are, in fact, metaphors for soul-deadening
sucrose.

Rice Krispies:
Snap, Krackle, and Pop thinly veiled emblems for the Trilateral
Commission.

Cocoa Puffs:
“I’m cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs,” the demented cackle of Sonny the Cocoa
Puffs bird/spokesmuppet, is resonant with the insanity inherent in the needless
enslavement of the proletariat.

Count Chocula –
Frankenberry: Gay relationship offers an excellent role model for this
new era of diversity. Witty vampire motif plays on never-ending struggle of the
oppressed to topple the ruling class.

-Douglas
Coupland

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I’m running very hot today. I’m going to have to check to see if I’m running a fever tonight, I think. Hot hot hot, sweaty hot.

“I feel moisture on my upper lip” hot, my hair is wet with sweat. I don’t think the room is hot, because touching the formica desk is cooling to me, and the air isn’t thick.

I just hit the potty, and I started feeling this way after having done my business.

As a way of taking my mind off of it, here’s a poll. Not sure if I’ve done this one before.

forgive any typos on the poll, they’re uneditable after posting, and I’m too lazy to retype.