thesilentprtnr: Did you get my voice mail?
BigLug23: yes, thank you.
thesilentprtnr: Have you had any interactions with your allies yet?
BigLug23: a few, there’s a lot of them.
BigLug23: what must I aquire?
thesilentprtnr: I see. Keep trying. In any event, EA will likely announce the suspension of Majestic tomorrow morning
thesilentprtnr: Then we can begin.
BigLug23: excellent.
BigLug23: what will we begin?
thesilentprtnr: When you’ve received the suspension notice, I’ll contact you again with more information.
BigLug23: very good. thank you.
BigLug23: how do I contact you?
thesilentprtnr: Right now it’s essential that you get to know your Allies. You need to determine who can be trusted.
BigLug23: will do. can I trust you?
thesilentprtnr: That’s all I can say right now. In the morning things will start to become clearer. And please don’t contact EA. That would only complicate things.
BigLug23: Ok, … until next time.
thesilentprtnr: Auto Response: Sorry, I’m currently unavailable to chat.

MainerdKyle: Hello, I’m Kyle, the System Admin from Majestic. Is Scott von Berg there?
BigLug23: Yes, Hello.
MainerdKyle: Good. Something’s wrong with MAjestic and no one at Anim-x is answering the phone.
MainerdKyle: I’m at the backup server site. I just saw what looked like a gnarly meltdown.
MainerdKyle: Has anyone contacted you from EA?
BigLug23: Not yet, no.
MainerdKyle: Well, I called EA, so they’re aware of it.
MainerdKyle: They should be emailing everyone soon.
BigLug23: Thanks for the update!
MainerdKyle: I’ve got a bunch more people to contact, so I can’t talk :-
MainerdKyle: I’m sure someone will be in touch.
BigLug23: ok. Thank you. Have a good night.
MainerdKyle: Auto Response: I’m not online right now, sorry. Don’t believe what you hear– I’m not *always* on the computer! 😀

I can only think of a few ways this could get better.

Current Scenario – Heavy Rain. Cat purring at feet, snuggly. Me, freshy showered and shaved… in a semi-hypnogogic state, eating fresh sunflower bread with peanut butter for breakfast, with a side of hot earl gray tea.

Improvements – Skip work. Get my sweetheart in here. Spend the day in bed, reading, talking quietly together, feeding each other, making love and sleeping in each other’s arms.

For at least a week.

yeah.

Help! Help! Here come the Bears!

In The Wonderland Zoo,
There are certain bears who,
Stay at home every night,
Never quarrel or fight,
Hey! We don’t even bite!

Hair BearBubi BearSquare BearHi!

Fodder for a new icon or three or four. It’s nearly 30 years later, and I’m still trying to figure out the invisible three-man (three bear) motorcycle.

the guys on the invisible bike

I talked to my brother last night, aroud 11pm, midnight…. they got a windows cd, but still have a defective sound card. next weekend I’ll bring one of the spares up and set him tright… he really want to play hellcab, and some of the other games. I know how annoying it can be to work with a hobbled machine. Note to self, send off mail for assorted mailfolks today. I have treats for a few people to drop at the post office.

Sakes, Monday again. Makes sense…the weekend was good, but didn’t seem too short. Well, best be off on my daily routine. Going walkies, then a nice shower before dressing for work. see you kids later on.

word of the day – epizootic

epizootic (ep-uh-zo-OT-ik) adjective

Spreading quickly among many animals.

noun

Such a disease.

[French epizootique, from epi- + Greek zoion animal.]

Author and humorist Mark Twain once observed, “The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.” Open a newspaper or magazine and chances are you’ll read about the frightening “epidemic” of mad cow disease. Of course, it is we who are mad when we feed these herbivore animals body parts of other animals, including other cows, but I digress. With today’s word we know the right term to use when it comes to an animal disease. The root dem(os) in the word epidemic, meaning `people’ is the same root that gave us the word democracy. Here are two other words with their animal equivalents: endemic/enzootic and demography/zoography.

quoted from today’s schlock mercenary (http://schlockmercenary.com)

31st-Century English: Let’s get this straight, although I speak English, I’m not its biggest fan. What we have here is a language that began as a bad habit shared by Norman soldiers and Saxon barmaids who discovered that if they shared that habit they could share other things. Then the island empire they populated went all imperial and the bad habit was exported to at least four other continents. Then their colonies compounded the problem by revolting and splintering the language, and then insisting on the right to absorb other cultures ad hoc and ad nauseum (but not ad-free, unless you subscribe.)

Give me your tired, your poor

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

And I will give them a horrible new language to speak,

Which they will then mutate even more.
(emphasis added*)

And then, as if that wasn’t bad enough, one of the colonies began exporting soldiers and technology across the face of the planet so that this mutated, awkward tongue became the de facto standard for business.

Needless to say, when Earthmen went to space and joined Galactic civilization, the language of corruption, conquest, and compromise struck the rest of the galaxy like a plague. It was like influenza among the native americans, or that Apple virus uploaded by that one guy during the Independence Day movie. Our galactic neighbors never stood a chance.

The worst part… Earth never apologized, and the descendents of the ancient royal families of the former British Empire (now comprising less than a billionth of a percent of the galaxy’s English-speakers) continued to insist that everyone else was talking funny.

*Emphasis is also indicative of abject corruption of the original poem.

Never let it be said I don’t take care of myself, either!

Scotto’s treat to himself today –

Sunflower Bread

If you don’t have a machine, you can make this bread using the old-fashioned method.

1 cup water
1-1/2 cups unbleached bread flour
1-1/2 cups whole wheat flour
2 tablespoons each wheat berries and wheat germ
3 tablespoons shelled sunflower seeds
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons honey
1 tablespoon canola oil
1 package dry active yeast, (2-1/2 teaspoons)

Place ingredients in bread machine in order listed. Set to regular cycle or follow the manufacturer’s instructions for your bread machine.

Makes 12 slices.
PER SLICE: 153 CAL (18% from fat), 5g PROT, 3g FAT, 27g CARB, 91mg SOD, 0mg CHOL, 2.8g FIBER
Source: Veggie Life Magazine

queso made mention of this,

and I think brad could be looking at this, to keep them that want to be ‘crawler free’ free

The three good ones so far seem to be standards for robot exclusion,killing scrapers,spider info resource.

of course, this goes counter to what I think the web is used for, and if you publish to the net, folks will find you, sooner or later.

personally, if it’s not a private entry or friend’s only, I want to be indexed like crazy, and to be found by whoever wants to find me.

Newton treats – thanks to everyone who gave links!

Okie doke, I’m back, and baking for baby.

Cookies For the Kitty

Yield: 1 Batch

1 c Whole wheat flour
1/4 c Soy flour
1 ts Catnip
1 Egg
1/3 c Milk
2 tb Wheat germ
1/3 c Powdered milk
1 tb Unsulphured molasses
2 tb Butter or vegetable oil

Preheat oven to 350F. Mix dry ingredients together. Add molasses, egg, oil and milk. Roll out flat onto oiled cookie sheet and cut into small, cat bite-sized pieces. Bake for 20 minutes. Let cool and store in tightly sealed container.
(Recipe from the Massachusetts SPCA from Best Friends March 1995)

and I’m making bread for myself in the bread machine!

*singing pattycake to newt, who has been just dosed with a nice sprinkle o’ nip.

Gah,so much dust!!

I actually have to take a shower again, before going grocery shopping… it looks like the rain has abated, to time to get clean, and then forage.
(I’m going to get some supplies for my bread machine, and to make Newt some kitty treats in the oven. Maybe go to the local faith farm or goodwil and see if they have a good set of bookshelves or furniture… I figure I’ll look for nice inexpensive stuff first, and work my way up. Well, clean house, now I need a clean body, and food.

See you later, gators!

scribbles and giggles.

my latest entry into ‘s coloring game
I’m really enjoying this….
Click to see larger image, in a new window. I’m going to see if I can get more folks to play… (I’ve already managed to bring over
.. maybe I can convince a few more folks to come along? ? ? ? ? or even if you’re not an artist… (seriously… look at mine.. I just like to color!) This is also my first in a new habit of keeping embedded images smaller…(the generator style doesn’ seem to like pictures much wider than 300 pixels) and also of me putting height and width tags in same, to spare folks from evil ‘bouncy-text’ as the images fill in. Let’s see how long I remember to do it.

reminded of this quote by

“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet, “What’s the first thing you say to yourself?” “What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?” “I say, “I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. “It’s the same thing,” he said. – Winnie the Pooh