Writing Apache modules today. ack. A pain that there are no free-prepackaged modules to do what I want, so I have to write them by hand, the old fashioned way. ah well… I’ll drop them into public domain, so nobody has to repeat my efforts. (I love Public License stuff, so it’s time to return the favor.)

Mixed feelings this morning…

Love, concern, curiosity, and a small knot in my stomach.

I want my sweetheart happy, healthy, well-rested and comfortably past her deadline. Hopefully her stresses will cease soon, and we can spend more time together again, as an added bonus.

a few little personal swirling, biting horseflies on my side, too…but they’re being swatted one by one as I can catch them. they’re minor, but taken as a swarm can be a little cumbersome…getting there.

Walkies were ok this morning, but nothing significant to report, aside from beautiful weather and pretty light sidewalk traffic. I had nice thoughts of walking with my sweetheart, holding hands, and sharing the sights… I harbored a light fantasy of taking her to the county fair, and riding the coasters and such with her…. the heartwarming portion of my time out and about. Thoughts of her always makes things better. 🙂

See? Even the knot is loosened thinking about her! Having her in my heart is cause to celebrate.

That’s Not A Pipe Bomb, That’s A… um.. never mind…
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Stuck to a 10-inch plastic pipe and covered in black electrical tape, the device sure looked like a pipe bomb. Especially since a little remote control was attached to it by a thin wire.

But a woman named Sue didn’t take the time to read the words “Swedish erotica” on the remote when she spotted it atop a toilet in the men’s room of Coffee Time Donuts.

The Life Of A Zoo Sperm Bank Worker
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Wildlife Reserves Singapore (WRS), which runs the Singapore Zoo,has set up a bank of sperm and animal tissue in order to help preserve species.

The thankless task of collecting the sperm falls to Mr. Binatang’s, starting his rounds at 4 a.m. “We start so early in the morning because a lot of the animals have ‘morning glory’ when they wake up, and it’s easier to collect the sperm…

“I never thought I’d be giving an orang-utan a hand job every morning,” he said somewhat ruefully. “And he is the worst, he expects to be kissed first. “As we approached the orang-utan enclosure, we saw the Zoo’s most famous resident lying casually on his back, hands behind his head, and sporting a huge erection.

gallimaufry gal-uh-MAW-free, noun:
A medley; a hodgepodge.

Gallimaufry, originally meaning “a hash of various kinds of meats,” comes from French galimafrée, from Old French, from galer, “to rejoice, to make merry” (source of English gala) + mafrer, “to eat much,” from Medieval Dutch maffelen, “to open one’s mouth wide.”

Synonyms: jumble, olla podrida, olio, salmagundi, potpourri.

Back from walkies… freshly showered and shaved, teeth brushed, all happy and clean.

Roamed around the air park ring instead of up to the beach today, despite the ring having a little construction. One for the things I love to see out there is the Goodyear blimp…airships are really a wonderful part of what I enjoy about living here. (There’s only four Goodyear blimps flying anymore…the others are in Ohio, California, and brazil). Beautiful weather out… not quite crisp, but cool and invigorating… just what I needed to get moving. Only a few clouds in the sky, along with the blimp taking off… it’s great to see the thing launching…takes off at almost a 45 degree angle.

The picture there is of the blimp over Pompano Beach, actually.

Traffic seems to be picking up…I suspect “snow bird” season is almost upon us… more cars with New York and Canada plates on them tooling around. I’ll be interested in seeing how many folks decide to come down with all the travel panic… the homeless population pops up too, in the winter months, as vagrants head to more tolerable climates for outdoor living. Tent city isn’t around anymore, so more will be going under bridges, and on the beaches again, like before. I am glad that homelessness isn’t a crime here now…the police just send them to social services instead of lockup. They used to do “bum sweeps” along the beach at 4 in the morning (at a time when I was homeless for a month) to find folks, and arrest them for trespassing…

When thanksgiving comes, I *dare* you to tell me you have nothing to be thankful for, if you have a roof over your head and a meal in your belly even once a day.

Bellyaching over the inconvenience of LJ being down seems a little silly when you see someone that doesn’t even have a place to safely sleep at night.

a year ago today – posting a picture from an old comic book generates nearly 100 replies… also, it’s been a year that Robb’s moved to Seattle… that marked the final nail in the coffin for EMAGE. I still chat with him now and then on AIM… I’m about due to again. 🙂

They’re working my poor sweetie to the bone where she’s at. I’m going to have to do something extra special nice to help her relax and feel good tonight. hmm…

Back from walkies… freshly showered and shaved, teeth brushed, all happy and clean.

Roamed around the air park ring instead of up to the beach today, despite the ring having a little construction. One for the things I love to see out there is the Goodyear blimp…airships are really a wonderful part of what I enjoy about living here. (There’s only four Goodyear blimps flying anymore…the others are in Ohio, California, and brazil). Beautiful weather out… not quite crisp, but cool and invigorating… just what I needed to get moving. Only a few clouds in the sky, along with the blimp taking off… it’s great to see the thing launching…takes off at almost a 45 degree angle.

The picture there is of the blimp over Pompano Beach, actually.

Traffic seems to be picking up…I suspect “snow bird” season is almost upon us… more cars with New York and Canada plates on them tooling around. I’ll be interested in seeing how many folks decide to come down with all the travel panic… the homeless population pops up too, in the winter months, as vagrants head to more tolerable climates for outdoor living. Tent city isn’t around anymore, so more will be going under bridges, and on the beaches again, like before. I am glad that homelessness isn’t a crime here now…the police just send them to social services instead of lockup. They used to do “bum sweeps” along the beach at 4 in the morning (at a time when I was homeless for a month) to find folks, and arrest them for trespassing…

When thanksgiving comes, I *dare* you to tell me you have nothing to be thankful for, if you have a roof over your head and a meal in your belly even once a day.

Bellyaching over the inconvenience of LJ being down seems a little silly when you see someone that doesn’t even have a place to safely sleep at night.

a year ago today – posting a picture from an old comic book generates nearly 100 replies… also, it’s been a year that Robb’s moved to Seattle… that marked the final nail in the coffin for EMAGE. I still chat with him now and then on AIM… I’m about due to again. 🙂