Newt was too snugglesome to be believed this morn. It was all I could do to tear myself away and head in to work.

Stressful day today… to much to do, not enough time to do it in. Still no answer from Brian. Turned down going out to see that Civil War movie once I found out the flippin’ thing is 4 hours long. (That can wait for DVD, and the small screen.)

Sappho had to come in, while on vacation to take care of bid’ness. I honestly don’t know why her part couldn’t wait until Monday, but it’s not for me to wonder.

Newt’s heading to the doc for his annual stuff tomorrow. I’ve got to find a clear zip-lock and raid his litter box for poo, else he’s going to have prison-trauma there tomorrow via the diamond-shaped bubble wand o’doom.

[update: the remote was on my keyboard drawer]

Dreamt I took my sweetheart to Beatlemania last night… we got kicked out for talking during the show. Had a nice time, regardless. Odd, because I don’t think either of us has been to see Beatlemania.

Dexter pics from Dex-day. Weirdly yellowed, for some lighting reason. The Glass in front?
prebark
another one

Eckerd’s is very irresponsible in regards to my ‘scrips… first they forgot that I had insurance, and wanted to charge me $400-some for my meds. I corrected them quickly on that. Next, I can’t refill Celebrex until 3/03/03… okay, I can wait… plenty left over until next week. Finally one of my scrips is 4x the mg its supposed to be. Bah. I have to bring that back tomorrow. Quality control is at a big big low.

In happier news, I colored in the octopus.

http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SwAAAK0XjJhUQeBQtZPuRtU6s3QsawwxlsNbhPr3Co8QAZn8mrWD4uZV1tPFctQ2D8R044wBpSftxvZi1fldOIyBc0cdArxy2HbzjF2D2ABiRJ7ljQIJEA/octo1.gifOcto with palm-green rather than forced black and whites.

Fred Rogers has passed away, and I’m one of the many folks will miss him greatly.

His was the first sand table I’d ever seen. Got me into gaming, really.

Newton came close to being named Daniel.

Rogers was an ordained Presbyterian minister with a vast pulpit. His show became his ministry. His credo: “The ability to love and be loved is the most important thing in life.”

His teachings show how to deal with emotions such as anger or fear and how to tell the difference between make-believe and the real world. Other skills covered include self-esteem, self-control, imagination, creativity, cooperation, tolerance, patience and curiosity about the world. Even dealing with grief.

For what Mister Rogers has given us, (and through reruns and folks he’s taught passing things on, continue to do so) I am grateful. I honestly think that I’m a better person for having him as a teacher.

Thanks, Fred.

Children and adults who would like to share their messages, pictures, photographs, or drawings with the cast and staff of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood or with the Rogers family may send them to the office:

Family Communications, Inc.
4802 Fifth Avenue
Pittsburgh, PA 15213

There’s also a place on the PBS Kids website where you or your children can share your thoughts about Fred Rogers at http://pbskids.org/rogers/all_ages/yourturn3.htm

The doctor went well. Not going to need surgery just this yet. Positive mending without it, going to work that angle some more. Note to self; keep the 9am appointments… no slow downs ahead of you. This morning was a beautiful one for a walk. I need to fall back into the habit of doing the morning crawl… it’s generally a pleasure to go roaming around and taking in the sights and sounds.

Newt was very pleased to see me return home so quickly… I think he was expecting a good 10-hour span without me here. But, I need to head out to the Pharmacy to get my ‘scrips refilled. Celebrex is a delight. No cotton-head, no bad back. Keeno

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I like being called Awesome by my sweetie. :)

Doctor’s appt tomorrow at 9am… going to get up extra early. Bonus of having the office three blocks form your house… a little walk before you get there. 🙂 I sort of like that Newt and I are going to the doc the same week. Makes it fairer, somehow.

Do-doo- doodling on the palm this morn…I may doodle more with Mr. octopus.

A little girl ant... playing wherever ants play. It reminds me of my busy-busy sweetie at work. :)Octopus! I was daydreaming about those sticky toys in the 80s that you could fling against your bathroom mirror, and watch them walk down the glass.

I wonder if anyone’ll be watching The Rockford Files because I’ve been blathering about enjoying it lately? I know Newt’ll be there with me!

Well, I may or may not have time to update tomorrow morning, journal…so I’ll leave it at until later. Have a good one!

Yesterday the United States Justice Department brought to fruition operations Pipe Dreams and Headhunter. Their official stance was they have Put Illegal Drug Paraphernalia Sellers Out Of Business. But is this really what happened? [Kuro5hin.org]

I’m sure this makes us all feel a lot safer now that all of those dangerous criminals were taken off the street. This was also a big victory in our war on terror.

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Random Jim Rockford Trivia – His middle name is Scott.

The WGN SuperStation has begun showing The Rockford Files twice on weekdays at 11:00am and 10:00pm Central Time and THREE times on Sundays at 12:30am, 1:30am, and 10:00pm Central Time. (add an hour for EST)

Upcoming showtimes are Central Time. The episodes are being shown in order.

Tonight’s show: “Just Another Polish Wedding”. A team of private investigators (Isaac Hayes, Louis Gossett Jr.) competes with Rockford to find a missing heir.

Note to self, go back to 5 minute writing exercises. Too late to do so this morning. Resume tonight.

Newt’s vet appointment is Saturday at 10:30 am, for his annual hubbub. Waking up with his paws hugging and face nuzzled into your neck and purring is probably one of the top five ways to wake up on a regular basis. Only way better would be with my sweetheart cuddled up close.

I want to make a movie called “Tits and Explosions”. I bet it’d make a gazillion dollars. *Note – I can’t recall the last time before today that I used the word “tits” in a sentence. Now I’ve gone and done it twice in a row.

From Pravda (The Largest Newspaper in Russia) – Apparently Saddam Hussein has a UFO and is encouraging aliens to breed giant scorpions. Um, Pravda means “Truth”, right?

Mohammed Hajj al-Amdar said on the basis of strange stories coming out of that valley: “Saddam gave the aliens sanctuary, so that they couldn’t be captured by Americans. Nobody can reach the citadel Qalaat-e-Julundi at night. They say that the aliens created “watchdogs” for Saddam. The aliens took ordinary desert scorpions and used their bio-engineering to grow the scorpions to giant size. Scorpions of a cow-size! They are wonderful watchdogs: they blend in with the desert, swiftly and silently move on their warm-blooded prey for a decisive attack. Luckless intruders hear just some strange sound from behind stones, then a pincer crushes their necks, another pincer crushes their legs; then the victims is slammed to the ground and beaten with a barbed tail six or seven times. Death comes almost immediately.”

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Someone has poo-gas!Trip to the doc was quite informative and productive. I’m debating surgery. It could take four months to get in there. (By then, I’ll have new insurance… have to be sure that the new has as much coverage as the old.)

No News re: Nordis. I called, but Brian wasn’t in. I left my Number, and will call again tomorrow midday.

I’m very happy for bohemianqueenBQ!! I hope I can make the woman I love as happy.

The word sorghum cracks me up.

Don't have the SushiDear Clotho and Lachesis:

My String is a little tangled at the moment. Could you smooth it out, so you don’t have to cut the lovely knotwork you’ve done so far? I really admire your craftsmanship, and appreciate your great efforts so far. Please keep your sister with the snips far away. I’ll bake you cookies! How’s your mom, Themis? Still wearing the Ostrich feather? Classics never go out of style.

Thanks,
That Fuzzy String off to the middle-left.

Random Scotto factoid – I will probably never want dreadlocks, unless they’re fake ones made of yarn, and easily removed without cutting my hair after the day is done.

“I’ll be Bach.” “Well, then I’ll be Haydn…”

Photos show 65,000 at peak of S.F. rally
“A survey using sophisticated aerial photography of Sunday’s anti-war march and rally in San Francisco has produced results that indicate a far smaller crowd than the 200,000 protesters estimated by police and event organizers.”

Homemade herbal remedy nothing to sneeze at
“Victoria Knight-McDowell spent years brewing herbs and swallowing vitamin cocktails to ward off students’ bacteria, but the second-grade teacher couldn’t vanquish one of the world’s most common plagues.”

Dangerous Pills
“WALK DOWN the “natural remedies” aisle of any supermarket or drugstore these days and you will find a battery of products promising amazing things. Enhance memory. Reduce stress. Burn fat. Consumers who believe this hype may have only themselves to blame if, say, their “stress-induced belly fat” doesn’t magically melt away. But these “dietary supplements” may not only be ineffective; some may be dangerous. They can be marketed without any proof of safety, unlike over-the-counter medicines, prescription drugs or food additives such as dyes and preservatives. And if, after they are on the shelves, the products seem to pose health risks, federal authorities are severely limited in how quickly they can move to protect consumers. The manufacturers themselves are under no obligation to track or report health problems.”

Newton’s apocalypse is near
“Sir Isaac Newton predicted the world would end in the year 2060, scribbling the date on a piece of paper, according to theories uncovered by academics in Jerusalem.”

Ghosts of prisoners past haunt castle workmen
“BUILDERS carrying out a renovation project at Edinburgh Castle claim their labors are being disturbed – by the ghosts of prisoners from the Napoleonic Wars.”

MISS CLEO SPEAKS OUT ABOUT FRAUD CHARGES
“She’s been “silenced” for a year after being shutdown by the Federal Trade Commission. Now, Miss Cleo is speaking out.”

Police are reluctant to rely on psychics
“They don’t believe in psychics, and they didn’t call any.”

Cannibal heads for movie fame
“An Indonesian film producer has approached alleged cannibal Sumanto, who is awaiting trial for eating the corpse of a 90-year-old woman, to make a movie about his life, news reports said on Saturday.”

Three Men Kill Woman, 75 Over Witchcraft Suspicions
“THREE men in chief Chibwika’s area in Mwinilunga district have killed a 75 year-old woman on suspicion that she was a witch.”

Hey, I’m a believer
“I USED to believe that if you were called away while listening to the radio, you could turn it off and, when you switched it back on later, the program would resume at the same point. I also used to think the people who lived across the road were international criminals.”

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Tomorrow’s the big day for decisions… anyone wanting to contribute good luck, prayers, or a call to that Mob guy that owes you a favor… any help would be appreciated.

In other news…

A Reading Rainbow of Prophesies (but don’t take my word for it)

Fairy tales don’t teach children that monsters exist. Children already know that monsters exist. Fairy tales teach children that monsters can be killed.

My favorite song by the country bears…. (And Tex Ritter) Probably one of the most mortifying and gross tunes to come out of the Disney catalog, however brief.

Blood on the saddle

There was blood on the saddle and blood all around,
and a great big puddle of blood on the ground.

A Cowboy lay in it all covered with gore,
and he never will ride any broncos no more.

Oh, pity the cowboy, all bloody and red,
for the bronco fell on him and bashed in his head.

There was blood on the saddle and blood all around,
and a great big puddle of blood on the ground.

I can’t even think about a rodeo without breaking into that song.

Big Grey Tom in the front of the little complex here seems to be moving on. All of his stuff is being packed up and taken away.

Disputed about 12 posts about the “oil companies that buy foreign oil” hoax.

ldy‘s coming to visit Florida! Huzzah!

LJ is being particularly sticky, making it difficult to reply to entries today. It doesn’t *seem* very robust or fast.

Current Read- Charles G. Finney’s “The Circus of Dr Lao“. Very short…easily consumed. I’ve been meaning to read it for ages after having seen the movie. (When was that? 4th grade? Earlier?) Wacky seeing Tony Randall as such a powerful character… Odd thing is, I seem to recall Randall in an interview stating that it wasn’t one of his fondest films. . I prefer Dr. Lao to Mr. Dark in Something Wicked This Way Comes, though I like Bradbury’s writing style more.

For tarpo, the Rotten Tomatoes review.

Man… 11 already? Until later, dear journal!

I will be struck down by a meteor!

How will you die? Take the Exotic Cause of Death Test

What’s less likely then being struck by lightning? That’s right, a meteor strike!
Just your luck!

Watched Streets of San Francisco, finally. I can wait another 30 years for the next episode now. 🙂 The one today aired about two months after my brother was born…well before my sweetheart was. The acting is so-so… and the story is typical Quinn Martin fare. It could easily be an episode of Cannon, Barnaby Jones, Mannix, Rockford Files, Columbo, Magnum PI or Ironside. It’s all the same plug and play, just with different personalities in the role. Streets of San Fran has more character in the scenery than the people in the roles. My real faves are Rockford files and Columbo.

for Personal ref: Jim Rockford’s Answering Machine Archive