On call this morning… MM had a slow weekend! I don’t see any full launches Saturday, though I did one at 8:30 this morning already.
Hmm.. Still haven’t heard from GP or Katt… Since they’re only in town until Tuesday, I suspect that schedules got too tight, and that I’ll end up missing them this go-’round. Ah well, that’s just tough luck, I suppose.
Helpful hint… if you put something in the oven, programming the microwave won’t help to heat the food. If you’re that tired, go back to bed.
I remember, as a child, thinking that I could turn off the ocean.
Got an IM from JenJen last night… Haven’t talked to her in ages. She’s married, moved out of the house and has a pair of kitties! All new things since we last gabbed. She’s still working for the school board now. We’ll have to grab lunch sometime and get caught up properly.
TV turnoff week is April 19-25… That’s easy. Now if it were “no online week” I’d be in trouble.
Superhero version of myself in CoH…(pumped to the point of insanity, as a result of frighteningly steroidal templates) I do have clothes pretty much like that, and prefer doing the no-shoes thing where possible.
Look! Down on the street! Standing still! Able to cross hot blacktop in bare feet!
If they had a close combat power called “Bearhug” I’d be all set.
And still more photos… this time, it started with the doll, three pictures down. I saw it on the ground, and thought that I’d take a picture of “urban statuary”. (But each material had to be unique) I found, Fiberglass, Plastic, Paint, Palm wood, Concrete, and Poplar.
Pictures of things that represent people, taken during my walk yesterday:
Cigar store Indian, in front of a tobacco store/foul-smelling bar – If you look in the Cingular 1 window, you can see my arm reflected, and a really pretty park across the street.
This guy lives on the side wall of an otherwise boring Century 21 real estate building. The brickwork behind him looks like a swastika -esque pattern… the rest of the building is smooth.
The poor thing was at the corner of Broward and 12th… I wonder if she was flung out of a car by a baby.. or perhaps a cruel sibling? Here hair was really dirty with twigs in it, but the rest of her looked quite clean. I imagnie this was fairly recent.
At the pizza joint next door to Sushi Rock – He’s about five foot two. That hand usually has menus rolled up in it.
The wall next to a gift shop.. Grand Central Stationary. Reminds me of the Nagasaki “Bomb Shadows”, or the lovemaking graffiti that Rorschach was guffed about.
Cool Tiki Man in the side yard of a house on 16th and 2nd, carved from the dead stump of a palm tree.
