Roles I’ve filled in life. (Not in any kind of order, not all in an official capacity))

Creating list, everything I can think of in 5 minutes. and… go!

Researcher
Kindly older brother
Karmic Enforcer
Patsy
Brute
Clown
Santa’s Helper
The Only Voice of Reason
Anonymous Benefactor
Anonymous Malefactor
Secret Admirer
Choir Boy
Boy Scout
Storyteller
Actor
Programmer
Author
Leader
Assistant
Follower
Coward
Caregiver
Pilot
Gossip
Distraction
Guardian
Narrator
Teacher
Student
Lover
Friend
Medic
Taxi Driver
Bank
Bum
Homeless Man
Babysitter
Censor
Cataloguer
Exterminator
Teetotaler

Ache

Being apart from the woman I love is a stress I dislike to a huge degree. I actually spent a good amount of my time out tonight picturing her with me, sharing dinner and watching Knight’s Tale with my pals and me (Dave and Cathi… Cath’s stating to get a little pregnancy pooch showing… she’s so cute. I shared the botulism honey connection with her, and she was happy to get the info.)

Now, she’s in bed, and I’ll follow…hopefully to rejoin her in dreamland and have her in my arms. I miss her so much.

hey kids…

check this out –

http://www.livejournal.com/portal/

How nifty! Try it logged in for the biggest bennies.

Update: Upcoming boxes/options include:
— Friends view (customizable)
— Recent Entry view (with the [ ] Include text option working)
— Random User (optionally, with a picture)
— Filter group filter on Birthday View

queso rocks. x10 ad disable.

I know that someone, somewhere, for some reason really wanted to know about the ultrasonic velocity characteristics of cheddar cheese, and the effect that temperature has on said characteristics (warning: PDF file). Importantly, this study managed to “demonstrate the feasibility of using ultrasonic measurements to determine temperatures in Cheddar cheese” — this must be important to someone.

I gotta tell ya’, I’ve become pretty dang annoyed with the dang X10 wireless system ads that have started popping up under m y web browsing window. Thanks go out to Gael for a bunch of awesome links — one to X10’s explanation of the ads, and another to a page which will disable the ads. (The unfortunate thing is that that last link only disables them for 30 days, but in looking at the URL, there’s an argument that sets the 30-day variable; if that’s right, then this link should disable them for a year, and this one should disable them for 10 years.)

Schtuff

Today’s Mission List – (Thinks I’d like to do)

  • Shower
  • Laundry
  • Talk to my Sweetie
  • Go Grocery Shopping
  • Talk to my Little Bro (Maybe Catch a Late supper wth him)
  • Play with Newtie
  • Talk to Dave & Cathi (Maybe catch a late supper with them, too)
  • Evaluate finances for a first/last/security
  • Research New Apartments, condos, and house rentals
  • Find out more about yesterday’s fiasco

Hopping on item numbers one and Two now.

word of the day (something I do quite often)

totally unrelated, but fun image

parse PAHRS, transitive verb:
1. To resolve (as a sentence) into its component parts of speech with an explanation of the form, function, and syntactical relationship of each part.
2. To describe grammatically by stating its part of speech, form, and syntactical relationships in a sentence.
3. To examine closely or analyze critically, especially by breaking up into components.
4. To make sense of; to comprehend.
5. (Computer Science) To analyze or separate (input, for example) into more easily processed components.

intransitive verb:
To admit of being parsed.

Parse comes from the Latin pars (orationis), “part (of speech).”

and by the way –

happy birthday,

Well, shit.

Something you never want to see in a quiet neighborhood. A gang of cops with rifles pointing at your house, and an armed one at the door when you’re freshly naked from the shower.

Here it is in raw, uncleaned up format. Site Meter

Newt and I just were allowed back into the apartment, after 2 hours of being made to wait in a carport 4 houses down the street. My landlord (the apartment is an efficiency built into the side of a larger house) apparently decided to arm himself, take some vicadin, and scare his girlfriend. I don’t know the whole story yet, just that there were over a dozen police cars, a fire safety vehicle and a fire engine descending on my home. I was just drying after a shower when a BCS officer knocks on my door, and tells me to come out…I let him know I’m nude and ask if it can wait a moment as I dry and dress… he told me to hurry up, and asked me through my louvered windows if there were any other entrances to my apartment than the front door. I told him no… and asked what it was all about. He said for me to just please come out, and I said sure…’Could you please tell me what’s going on..” He then informs me of the above ‘armed-drugged, please leave for your own safety/may we come inside your apartment” I told him sure, as I had my pants on by then, and picked up Newton, and walked out and up the street, as fast as my sandaled feet would take me and my orange striped son. We go four houses down the street to the nearest neighbor I know, and knock on the door, asking if I may hang out on the porch for a while… they’re good about it (as I expected, and I filled them in on what’s happening…. we at and talked about the lunacy of the deed holders of my place, and how any mook can get a gun these days. Their daughter had never met Newton, and he charmed the 8 year old completely…she said that Newton could stay over in her room whenever he wanted. (I may take them up on it, if I ever have to leave town for a day or two…) It’s funny, I had a fear that I might never see any of my stuff at the house again, but I just grabbed the baby… I even left my laptop behind. (that stuff is all replaceable….Newton’s too precious to me to leave anywhere.)