Puttering today, gabbing with my sweetheart, and cleaning house. downloading some gamelan and Indonesian music for my brother…it’s pretty neat stuff, especially the purely instrumental pieces. dissonant and still soothing.

Yikes! I’ve been chewing on the new system, Sphere, (formerly big brain) runs like a top! Thanks to tarpo for pointing me to Kazaa light… much nicer sans the spyware. a slight typing lag on the LJ client… I wonder if I have my keystroke settings right.

good news, it found the 7th, 8th and 9th Osbourne episodes…upping my collection by 50% I still don’t know how many have aired thus far.

Well, it’s late, and I’ll be back after I rest some. tomorrow’s project, clean house nice and tidy, and then get the drivers for newt cam… soon, it’ll be a 24/7 thing once again.

nigh night dear journal.

9:00 am- I can see the bus on the horizon, about 10 min away.

got a call from the brother this morning…I’m bringing him some stuff to get him through until monday. meeting him at central term in about 45 minutes

on the bus now – 9:13 am two public transit fashion trends i’ve noticed this week… fat albert t-shirts and people reading Gibran’s “The Prophet”. Both are entertaining to me in different ways. Also a lot of sports caps, and pleasanty calm, happy babies.

Since the terminal started cracking down on solicitors, the JW’s there have adopted a more soft sell… they now sit in strategic places, and if you make eye contact, they offer to hand off a copy of “Awake!” or “Watchtower” without saying a word by just holding it slightly towards you. Since they implemented the solicitation ban and closed tent city, there are far fewer people begging, too… I wonder what venue they use now?

got to dash early this morn… taking care of the little brother. Nothing to worry about.

full details tonight, dear journal.

argh! lost a big fat entry… suffice to say, hot shower good, I neglected to clean house tonight, Newt is cute, I’m in love with a very spiffy woman. I’ll expound on all of those points later

Note to self, write a more clear, less rambling entry on how Newtie came to be adopted into the family.

I can’t believe that the baby boy is over two and a half years old!

I’m overdue for bed… see you when the sun’s out, dear journal.

heh… one of my new duties at work is caring for the plants by the entrances… I need another shower… dug up and around the base of the big pots to get all the cigarette butts out.

be back after with my nightly report, dear journal.

Closed out the old year
And held a dream of spring behind
My shut eyes ’til now
This morning I opened them to see
It’s really come into the world.

– Saigyo (1118 – 1190)

It’s a beautiful day outside… I can smell orange blossoms on the air, and I suspect it may rain a bit later in the day. A very dreamy elemet to walk around in, certainly. I’m imagining my sweetheart in her burgudy / maroon jammies / lounge clothes… thinking of her smile and the way she laughs. It’s a good touchstone to hold her in my heart over the course of the day.

It’s Peanut butter Jelly Time!… this just cracks me up. I was singing it to the Orange Furball just a moment ago, chasing around the house…. Waayeee at? Waaayee at? dey he go! dey he go! It injected just the right amount of goofy stupidity into my morning I was wanting.

Missed my free ice cream last night, but no worries there.

This start page is just about right; it sets things up perfectly with fun and clever navigation that still manages to be clear and intuitive. (He used to do cartoons for bitmagic, may they rest in peace) A variation on that theme is how I want the grotto to work, eventually.

Phew… Dexter Thursday today…and Dale may be leaving early. I’m hoping for a quiet passage.

Oh, before I head out – Kee-riminy. This has me interested and sad at the same time.

Scientists have successfully demonstrated what the media is calling “remote control” of rats’ movement. This is not literal control of the rats’ muscles; the rats’ pleasure centers are remotely stimulated, and this makes it possible to train the rats to respond to other remote instructions. So it’s really remote command rather than control . . . but with the rat carrying a small wireless camera, it still offers some very interesting potential applications for exploration, rescue in collapsed buildings, and candid photographs of Hollywood personalities.

Though, they are cute with the little backpacks, wouldn’t it be simpler to have a little lego tank or robot or something? A remote-controlled mini-copter, maybe?

Ugh…got a little note with my rent reciept today. I have to call my landlord’s realtor to schedule some walkthroughs of the place for potential buyers.

Invaders. Yech.

I have to be there when they come over… I can’t abide strangers in my living space while I’m away…or some dingaling realtor accidentally letting Newt out for “just a quick peek while he’s at work”. flipside, I don’t want strangers over while I’m home, either…. sucking up my precious free time.

I’m so very glad I’m outside the current LJ drama, whatever it is, wherever it is.

Well, that’s the whine side. /whine.

Up side, they took my snarling about notice, and are letting me schedule time with the realtor myself. Hmm… I have some advance notice to clean house then.

Going to try and get the video card / hard drive / modem / rest of it together tomorrow or friday, in time for the weekend. Bringing the big box home this weekend will give me even more incentive to straighten up the house with speed…. I’ll start cleaning the joint up tomorrow when I get home from work… maybe have the place in a reasonable semblance of order before the weekend. I’ve said it before…if I could invent one thing for myself, I think a “defrag” button for my living space might be it.

Newt’s being bonus lovey tonight… snuzzed up with my ankles right now. Looks like my beloved’s going to get some rest-time soon… good good!

I’ll play the list-quiz game, too…

WALLET: None… I fold my bills around my ID.
HAIR-BRUSH: Big, black with spiky bristles, and a few purple / green / hemp hair-ties around the handle
TOOTHBRUSH: Red, medium bristle strength
JEWELRY WORN DAILY: None, but I carry a few tokens with me. (Including a Newt-whisker, corner of a love letter’s envelope, and a froggy-bead)
PILLOW COVER: Marvel Comics Silver Surfer #1 print
BLANKET: White fuzzy, Blue Fuzzy, Brown Comforter
COFFEE CUP: I drink tea from a green slide-puzzle mug lately
SUNGLASSES: BluBlockers, when I remember ’em, or my Ben Franklins.
UNDERWEAR: Smiley Face Boxers
SHOES: Birkenstocks, but I’m barefoot right now.
KEYCHAIN: Epson printers promotional hooked to a blood donor chit.
COMPUTER: Worker Bee the laptop right now
FAVORITE TOP: Red / Black / Grey – tie/dye pirate skull T-Shirt
FAVORITE PANTS: White gi pants
SHAMPOO/CONDITIONER: Suave right now, but usually Aussie
SOAP: Ivory
CD IN THE STEREO RIGHT NOW: Staind – Break the Cycle (CD-drive)
CAR: Pontiac Taxicab Town Car
IN THE FRIDGE: All sorts o’ stuff…Random sample – Killian’s Red, Mott’s Cim-nim Applesauce, Tobasco w/ Garlic, Green Bell Pepper.
TELEVISION: Preferably through a tuner card. Currently – RCA/ black / 27″ showing insomniac
STEREO: Chex Mix, no components newer than 6 years old
TELEPHONE: black caller Id-with lighted red numbers
CELLPHONE: evil, I’ve not given in to them yet.

finger quiz

May Day! May Day!

Happy Russian New Year, and all that Jazz. We Bavarians dance around a maypole, y’know.

If there’s a Baskin Robbins near you, tonight is free scoop night. get a free ice cream cone! (from 6-10 pm)

make sure they’re participating, though… the one nearest to me *isn’t*…. but the one closer to work is.