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I’m going to go visit Danny again tomorrow while his wife is at church. Good deal all around…I’m going to have to rustle up a game to bring with me…usually we just chitty-chatty, but I figure he’d like a little strategic distraction, too… he’s getting a little punchy being stuck at the house for so long.

Playing cards, or maybe pocket chess. I wish I could find my brawl decks…it’s buried in one of the “unpack later” boxes.

I know! I think it’ll be a day for bitin’ off hedz , or orcs in the hood.

Looking forward to the visit, but not the location. Dan’s A/C is out. He’s got fans, but I’ll be getting out of the house just in time if I leave at about noonish. I should launch from here about 8am if I want to spend about three hours at his house.

I spent a little time working on the home page today… I think I have it sort of how I like it. A little more twisting and tweaking, and I’ll be happy, methinks. I have to hand draw more “signage” on my palm.

At some point, I’m going to have to dig up my ball cap, too… I’ve been getting a lot of sun lately, and don’t want to burn. I may have some of my sun block in the medicine cabinet, but I prefer not to use that stuff if a visor will do the trick…I don’t go in for the “war paint” look. (Well…not all the time, anyhow.) I’m a big wuss-boy about burns… I get SPF of at least 15, just in case.

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poetry –


A doubter and dishwashing detergents (even
though my possum fangs keep the sand
bowl of the reader her native country seeing
my right shoulder and stuff but not too I sing I
was pretty much is back that large companies
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left enter a fine in Iran an eggplant parm sub:
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at SG anymore. Now (and your own friends to
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think that too scattered to Discrimination
against my bike)? Is the program and The
male dominated Islamic not this morning
looks so are totally serious collection
so much like resting on out.

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Hearing my sweetheart laugh is a wonderful, wonderful thing.

Fox’s “hidden camera” show is fantastic, too by the way.. if anything, it’s too short. They need to put on two-hour specials.

Relaxing now, unwinding before heading off to sleep.

Puttering around the web…

Licensed variants of Monopoly. In Monopoly, you buy properties and then charge people increasingly exorbitant amounts of money when they stay there. As board games go, it’s a workable metaphor. It doesn’t apply to everything though. I mean, you can’t build a hotel on Bulbasaur. It just doesn’t work.

True porn clerk stories… I wonder if christin can relate? This is an utterly fascinating journal about working in a porn shop. The author stays away from the usual “my wacky job” clichés, and instead writes with great humor and insight about not only the unusual customers and politics of renting porn, but also about the effects on herself, and how the experience has changed her. It’s a long set of entries, all remarkable and entertaining.

the Phobia list.

The Ace Doubles Paperback Image Library – ignore the ugly website design and savor the art of cheezy vintage paperbacks. Great illustrations, nifty titles, breathless story descriptions, crazy hand lettering … it’s all there.

100 Years of Jell-O ads.

nighty-night dear journal.

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Random Scotto factoid – I don’t like to use two deodorants at the same time, if they’re different brands.

If I run out of right guard, in the middle of one pit, I’ll wash it again, before applying arid extra dry. Some sort of irrational fear of mixing the chemicals, like mixing bleach and dishwashing detergents, even though I don’t think either can contains ammonia or mild acids. a secondary concern is having the scents mixed. Mind you, I don’t mind having cologne and deodorant on at the same time (he says, applying patchouli)

Also, this is an excuse to try out my “Newton through the wheel of time” icon… photos cycle backwards over three apartments, from the year 2002 back to 2000. (I should apply some baby piccies at the very end.)

Well, off to work for real, now. *Waves bye-bye*

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I dreamt last night that I was spelunking, and found a big, open cave with an underground river, full of blind, albino/transparent crayfish. I was up with the sun this morning…and opted to run around the house with Newtie in the A/C rather than riding up to the beach…so sue me. 🙂 I like to play with the baby, y’know.

Note to self… need more cat-sand and cat-food by Saturday night.

Holding off on the epidural for a while… that’s a good thing. My back is Jim-dandy right now, anyhow.

N Arr… I be a pi-r8. N With me faithful orange-parrot-cat I be a downloadin’ like a fool, I be. got some spiffy new toys to investigate… most of it flashy-stuff, just to teach myself more when I get more time. I also have a good line on a new plot for a short story, I think.

Ooh… the anagram server is nifty. scottobear can be rearranged quite a few ways, with a minimum of effort. I especially like “Boca’s Otter”, “Tote Cobras”, “Cat Booster”, “Taboo Crest” and “Reboot Scat”

Well, off to the showers… then to work! Be home tonight, dear journal.

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Check out GM’s new experimental car. Electric power. Motors in each wheel. Configurable body. This looks so much like Car Wars it isn’t even funny. They’re not showing weapon mountings, though . . . yet.

Newt-ham

Back from the lab.. What a bucket of hassle that was! I had to wait two hours to take a five hour exam.. Draw blood, wait a half hour, draw blood, wait a half hour, draw blood, wait an hour, ad infenitem until about 2. Caught the bus to the drugstore, picked up my scrips for the back, and am now, finally, at home.

Newt seems delighted to see me, so I’m off to play with him for a bit, and maybe have a nap.

Until later, dear journal!

Oh, launch.yahoo.com can be reached at just launch.com, too.

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Going to the lab this morning at 7:30…

I think that afterwards, I’m going back home to lie down! Sakes… I’m going to be fried about 2pm, otherwise.

Hey, look! It’s the Joy Machine! I want one for under my house!

Actually, I’m already pretty beat. *creeeak* Fresh from the shower, steam knocked me out.

Hmm… angry corn ghosts burning police cars... There’s a story there, somewhere.

Two Sheriffs Deputies park their cruisers and enter a cornfield looking for marijuana plants. They find some, then notice some smoke rising in the distance. When they investigate the smoke, they find their cruisers engulfed in flames.

Since they came to a cornfield on a dirt road, they looked for a dust cloud to see if anyone had recently driven by. There wasn’t one.

That can surely be spun off into something.