3/27/05 1:10 pm stopped at shooter’s, having an iced tea and
artichoke/spinach dip. sun is strong, so I’m under the umbrella by the
pool. pretty waitress-Sam. supposedly there’s a live band and a bikini
contest at 3; not my usual scene, but I think I’ll stick around.

2:03 pm excellent food, good music. crowd is varied, folks with kids as well
as 20-somethings. no real spring breakers.

phenylalanine =

I need sunglasses, but I always lose ’em. A squinter’s life for me, I guess.

so many women with piercings / tattoos / breast augs… more yes than no.
welcome to ft. lauderdale.

2:33 pm “Mighty Quinn” starts up – good jam, ugly band. Shaved hair, cheap
sunglasses, superb guitarist, vocalist needs training… weakest link.

2:54 pm covers of mellencamp & sublime, loking for audience participation … bring back the jam!

3:11 pm hotel california… great, and then he sang. tears of blood for easter. not happy tears.

3:53 pm still no contest… vocalist so bad it’s not worth it, even with the babe-o factor. adios, shooters, hello elbo room!

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Sam, my Server. Rawr!

Waitress Hive, Sam in Center. I got the cutest one! I win!

Pouty-kid on the path back from shooters. He was mad about something, but got curious when I started fooling with the PDA.

3/27/05 10:15 am out on the waterbus, spending the morning cruising the river. pictures to follow, if opportunity arises.

12:14 pm Taking route A; doing famous houses, riverfront. fullest I’ve ever seen it. spring break

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Water Taxi, pre boarding – bilge running

Before it became crowded

Navy Boat! so odd to see military craft in civvy waters

Hmm.. Since I won’t make it to ultra, maybe today I’ll snoop around for colored eggs. When I was little, my parents would help the Easter Bunny out by hiding little foil-wrapped chocolate eggs all over the house… we’d have a hunt all over the indoors, and put ’em in our baskets. Dad would pretend that he could smell ’em, and later, when I was old enough , I took the role of sniffer to assist my bro in the hunt. The baskets already had a couple of jellybeans and a yummy, (but hollow) chocolate bunny, too. I was shocked the first time a friend showed me that they had a Bunny made of *SOLID* chocolate. We dyed 3 eggs each, to make an even dozen… mine would always have at least one purple one with an orange Charlie Brown zig-zag, with dots in the valleys and the inverted Vs. Another would have some sort of face, usually sort of angry. The third… wildcard. Stripes usually were part of it.

Easter is where I learned to like hard-boiled eggs with lunch… and about the only time they were anywhere near the house, because I liked scrambled eggs even more.

Flashback to here.

Biggest Easter Egg in the world

Getting into Deadbolt lately. I dig the “goth learns to play surf-rock” vibe.

Hung out with Danny yesterday… we went to a Venezuelan bakery, had a little breakfast of juice with bread stuffs, and walked the plaza a little bit afterward. We burned off the meal, and headed over to our favorite watering hole…. sat at a table and just hung out for about four hours, chitty-chatting and relaxing.

It was also nice to talk to K the other night. Just gabbing can be a good break.

piccies from yesterday, and bus ride

Going out and about with Danny today. I suspect it’ll be Pirates of the Spanish Main (as we did here)

Moskau, or why Germans can’t win a world war. (higher quality mpg)

I’m of German and Russian stock… This movie was made when I was 10 years old, and I think the guy in Blue is Dr. Evil’s lost cousin.

Moment of Lyric:

Drop your silver in my tambourine
Help a poor man fill his pretty dream
Give me pennies I’ll take anything
Now listen while I play
My green tambourine

Random doodle drawn on the ride home… it started as a man holding onto balloons and flying, then a vase on a table…but then I got a wizard-y vibe.

Slugbaby snowsuits are scary.

The Jarvis Sow Bung System Model VC -for the cutting out of sow bungs. Man… how did that set of keywords find my site? *shudder* Warning, pretty icky.

Caffeine contents per serving
(12 ounce soda or iced tea, 7 ounce coffee or tea, 2 ounce espresso)

I love the scene in The Incredibles where the generi-guard gets his bell rung by a thrown coconut.

I’ve wanted to see this happen to Rick Sanchez for a long time. (Drunk driver who and left the scene of the crime deserves a tazering)

Famous homosexual quiz

scottobear : is Duke Furryface.
The Squirrel Name Generator

newton : is General Crazy Whiskers .
The Squirrel Name Generator

both are totally accurate.

My Easter Bunny Name is: is Mortimer Cottontail.
Take Are You Worthy of Bunny-dom? today!
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Newton’s Easter Bunny Name is: is Captain Snow Stretch-Hop-A-Long.
Take Are You Worthy of Bunny-dom? today!
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Not so accurate.

Click on the picture to vote!

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I’ve been having a bit of trouble coming up with writing assignments this last week.

The source of the Doctor Who leak which saw the first episode of the new series splashed across the web has been sacked, the BBC reports.

Bush likes smooth-domed men. Look out, mootpoint!

Working today after all, because it’s a half-day, and none of my techs can start before 5. (EN *might*, but he’ll have to see what’s up at his other gig before confirming)

tree accesses the source code of a web domain through it’s URL and transforms the syntactic structure of the website into a tree structure represented by an image. this image illustrates a tree with trunk, branches and ramifications. first each tree is initialized, than all html links are detected, chronologically saved and finally displayed.

I like the huge forest it made of my LJ… I was mesmerized watching it grow.

I got mentioned extensively as a reference regarding the org I’m with in a Michigan News Magazine Spinal Column.

Drawn after Camera took his fatal bounce. Apparently I have no sense of scale or a smooth line when I’m on the bus.

They Might Be Giants : Blood-Mobile

1 year ago – playing with icons, palm doodles, magical flesh fearing saw, bro still in the pokey

2 years ago – throat tickle, possible gig, FMM stuff

3 years ago – yahoo kills pop3, Can Asians Think?, llamas!, spring break, Egyptian musk, cat-recognition flap, rice dreams

4 years ago – Green Eggs & Hamlet, moody, China, Sophomore Uses List Context; Cops Interrogate

3/23/05 6:09 pm dad-gum it. I just dropped my camera and now it seems that it has joined the land of wind and ghosts. it looks like I’ll be relying exclusively on the palm’s poop-cam until I can validate a tech-present for myself.

it was a good little cam, but I suspect the cost of repair will be more than if I got a new one with better features. maybe private brokentoy will meet it in some kind of possession afterlife. hmm… maybe there is a bit of gravity flux around the house? sure… the gravity-pixies are mad; not that there are a couple of klutzes in close time/space proximity.

waiting for the bus to do blood; the sun is going down, but there isn’t much of a sunset on a gray day like today.

3/23/05 6:26 pm I hope that I make it to my 7pm appointment in time! bus just got here

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[edit – made it just in time!]

Running slow this morning, not much time to update.

I want to make a superhero called “the placebo effect”. He has all the powers you think he has! Or would it be that *he* thinks he has? I like the former more.

Moment of Lyric:

Knocked down but we’re up on our feet again
To take control when it’s getting out of hand
This time we’ve got to get it straight

Same old ways won’t make no difference
I’m out looking for a change
You like to play it safe
Well, it’s a big mistake
You’d better learn it never pays

broken toy, out on the pavement in front of my house – Palm-cam

Oh, I remembered something else about my talk with Serena. In Brazil the Basques drink a concoction of red wine and coke (50/50) with a slice of lemon called a “Cuba Libre”, (or a Calimocho) Bleah. It’s acceptable for teens to drink it. I prefer a sangria and sprite, if I must have a soda/wine mix. Also, Fanta tastes different over here, especially from the can.

I got to escort a colorful character off the premises yesterday afternoon. He was pounding on the door to where the girls were, demanding to be let in but CB saw him coming and locked up. VS called me and asked if I could come boot the guy. I showed up, and he turned to me, obviously off his rocker. He started yelling “OH NO! IT’S HULK HOGAN!” and then stated that he wished to challenge me to a cage match. I told him no thank you, but that I’d like for him to leave. He refused, and I asked if he’d prefer me to call the police and have him escorted away.. he said that’d be fine, so I called. I did manage to bull him out of the hallway and into the parking lot. While we waited, be prattled on about how he was Darth Vader, and how that if the police shot him the bullets would not hurt him because his whole body is made of steel. While I was describing the guy to the 911 operator, he undressed… I explained he was wearing a green pullover, off it came. I mentioned he had a blue and white striped shirt underneath, and he mentioned that it was a nice day for the beach, and took that off. Well, at that point I’m not going to tell the operator what sort of pants he’s wearing. It bears mentioning that the guy was amazingly filthy and reeked to high heaven. I felt sorry for him, because he was shoeless, and one of his feet looked badly infected. My pity was tempered by worry I felt for the girls inside the office.

randomly grabbed clips with the sound recorder I wish I’d remembered sooner that the ol’ handy-dandy PDA can do sound. For whatever reason, he stopped calling me Hulk Hogan, and started calling me Ozzy.

Heaven and Hell

Cops Ain’t Comin’, Ozzy

Slice of the Pie

Round and Round, rock on, violent, crazy hobo.

Yelling and threats to fight eventually gave way to singing rock songs, and then an incoherent babble about missiles and Castro. He eventually got bored with me just standing there, not talking to him and wandered away right as two police cars came over. I pointed him out, but they didn’t make any effort to hold him, even though he was yelling and screaming earlier. No report to file, so such is life. The Main office doors are going to have to be locked from now on, in case of a repeat performance.

I hope he gets picked up more so that he can get some help than anything else. I usually get along ok with the vagrants, but this guy is in need of some serious assistance.

I preferred the random conversation on Sunday, Thanks. More cute girls, less stinky-scented types, please.

Moment of Lyric:

Here on fibber island
Our house is made of pie
Our dog is two miles wide
And all he talks about is pie

I keep forgetting to put my netflix dvds back in the mail.

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Ah, Spring has Sprung. Time to wake up and smell the fertility. Ah, good ol’ Vernal Equinox!

Autumn turns to winter,
And winter turns to spring.
It doesn’t go just for seasons you know,
It goes for everything.

Sha na na na na na na na na,
Sha na na na na.

/Brady kids

I didn’t see any sign of McDonald’s Shamrock Shake this year for St Patty’s. (Just as well, no reason to go in there) In rebellion, I got some mint choco-chip ice cream on my walk yesterday. Spent a long time walking around up and down Los Olas, and then war-walked grid near my house. I have a lot of neighbors who walk dogs between 10:30 and 12:30. (Hooray for Sharkscan!)

Cosmic Truth Generator

Hm. LJ is supporting podcasting. If only I had something of value to say! (For Evidence, see prior entry.) I think it’s sort of goofy, actually, but any feature is a good feature, I guess. Custom RSS feeds are a good thing. Funny how I just made the RSS feed for blogdiggermp3 for sniffing out new audio in assorted journals. I guess audio broadcasting is handy if there isn’t a place to read, but for the most part, I’m a bigger fan of text. In honor of Podcasting, here’s Newt mad at a squirrel – 19-mar-2005 1:33pm I calmed him down shortly after.

Speaking of LJ features, why do I keep forgetting about the “auto-refresh” mode that LJ has?

http://www.livejournal.com/users/scottobear/friends?mode=live

That will just update a page every so often to see if new posts have been added. Feel free to replace scottobear with whatever lj user name you prefer.

Experimental Gameplay Project – tower of goo is awesome.

Chief mentioned that I’m getting compensated for taking time yesterday to do training… works for me. I didn’t get to check out that condo, though.

I shouldn’t be telling you this, but you’re a good soldier, and have a right to know. If we lost this fight, we’ll be in a world of spit. Think of your dear old mother! Wearing bologna shoes, and corrective headgear! She thinks small animals nest in boxes of tapioca pudding left under the yumyum tree too long, but that’s the way she was raised, Mister! Rub that on your thighs, Mr. Moto, and see how far it’ll get ya!

Japanese vendor in small pick-up truck calling “yaki imo… oishii, yaki imo” (get your toasty hot sweet potatoes) via

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