Daily Archives: July 2, 2001

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Sunset today was lovely, a soft orange and pink deal, with very vivid clouds. If I’d had a digital cam, I’d have snapped a few dozen images.

I’m back… I walked to the beach, and spent some time contemplating life, the universe and everything.

My conclusions? Think in smaller bits.

Wrote another note to my sweetpea today… Now I’m debating mailing them off one at a time, or as one bundle. I’m leaning to two bundles, one mailed Thursday, so she is sure to get some, and the others to be mailed on Saturday, so she’ll get ’em as a treat when back. I’m thinking of firing off some chocolates, too. *note to self – only send mail via the post office… far more reliable. I love her… she’s not really far away… I have her with me… but I yearn for her to laugh with me anew, and to come home soon.

The beach was beautiful, solitary. I could hear my love’s laughter in the waves, and it made me smile. The music in my mind was and is a curious mix of B-52s, DMB, and Rusted Root.

I’m getting a bit off on my AOK script design. 999 wild horses running around isn’t funny, just chaotic. Can’t seem to make furious george aggressive enough… I’ll work on it more…but there are some neat ‘moat’ river ideas…

Off to catch up and see if I have any evil news for you all.

No call about the apartment. Ack, I’m a little disappointed, but not too unhappy about it yet.

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GRRR.

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Mumble, Grumble…. If I was a cartoon character, I’d have a big, black, tornado-shaped scribble and non-alpha ASCII over my head right now.

Classic Monday…. lots of work, and lots of interruptions.

Time for a perspective switch. Would I –

Rather work in roofing? Nah.
Be Jobless – MMMM, Nah. (sounded good at first, but I’d go crazy.)
Rather be a mule? 🙂 Noperooney. I’m going to put some moonbeams in a jar tonight.

Okie, I’m feeling better. Sundown is in another few hours, and I can focus on my sweetie telling her nieces stories of the golf ball-kneed varmint, and bigfoot sightings. I bet she’s having quite a nice time at this point., and envisioning her smile brings me right out of any funk. I still haven’t heard back from Ray, and his apartment… I hope that no news is good news. If I don’t hear from him by noon tomorrow, I’ll ring him up, and find out what the deal is. I have the 4th off… I’d love to get moved in there by this weekend.

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It seems “they” are turning Adolph Coors — I mean Hitler’s lair into a ski resort.

My favorite part:

“The Eagle’s Nest tea room < ..snip..> was built by the Nazi party as a present to Hitler on his 50th birthday in 1939. It was one of the few buildings to survive the Allied bombing and has long been a state-run cafe.”

Management for the cafe surely has been recruited from the ever-growing force of Starbucks managers. They are the only ones already in on the secrets, and by combining forces that way Starbucks puts itself in a much more powerful position when they finally decide to strike.

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How not to have Scotto kill you with repeated blows to the head by a blunt object –

Do not call, letting it ring until voice mail picks up, then hang up, and call again (repeat until Scotto is in a deep lather, from trying to think, and ignoring the phone) and then give pointless information that could’ve been left of voicemail in the first place.

To save lives, I have programmed a macro into my phone. The same line has to wait at least 10 seconds before reconnecting, else they get dropped straight to voice mail. Also, I now have a workable ‘do not disturb’ button that drops folks straight into voicemail.