the new star wars trailer rocks. very pretty.

lots of jedi super-powered sci-fi kung-fu goodness it’s the 4th one.

that is all.

brother came by today, and helped pick up the apartment… we gabbed for a bit, and he headed off to work. I really appreciate him sweeping the tile, and taking out the trash for me. nicest of all was talking, though. he also dropped off my birthday prezzie from Mom and Wilton… a $25 barnes and noble card.

I hooked him up with a few bucks to get him through the week… his roomie’s IRS check didn’t come in yet. Newt was following him all over the house as he did his thing… I suspect my bro smells like me, so Derek’s got “Uncle scent” or something… maybe just knows that he’s a sweetie.

Had a bad morning, backwise, but now I’m doing pretty well. I look forward to seeing the doc tomorrow.

Looking at anniversary gifts the avant-garde list is fun.

Wondering about multiple journal folks. I’ve known a couple of people that have deleted one and started another…five in fact, and quite a few people that have several LJ-identities. It’s unusual to me, but I know some of the reasoning.

• to have a more public journal for family and people you know in meatspace and another for more private and anonymous thoughts.
• to avoid some people
• to maintain an anonymous name, unassociated with your primary to flame or post places that are “naughty” or “inappropriate”
• to falsely gain the trust of someone else, so they can read private entries
• to tell a story (like tulpa) or a split record of something from a character’s pov
• community

Orange juice, Hot buttered toast and apple jacks in milk. Part of this balanced supper! I could’ve gone for some soy-sage with it though, or peanut butter on the toast. Darn good, regardless.

Little brother’s out of commission for today… poor guy is still sore form his tumble over the police car. He’s having a good soak in his tub, and will be resting tonight, too. [update 8:20pm – he called and said he got a ride, but I told him not to come.. his back’s bothering him, and I don’t want him working here if he’s all horked up. I’m really sort of surprised… not sure why he did that.]

Something very soothing about cold cereal and hot, crispy toast at midday-evening. Comforted, I think I’ll kick back and read. Peace, all.

today’s rune and tarot spreads

Happy Birthday !!!

the poem is mine, the poem tag came from – prionix

Tell me if you do one? I want to see as many as possible. I’m gathering them in an album here

assorted links of interest
via PAP–

Bubblegum Ally –in San Luis Obispo. What would normally be a generic alley between two stores downtown is turned into a twisted art experiment by people plastering the walls with gum. A recent addition seemed to have been made on Valentine’s Day.

The one one the far right showing the scale is truly awesome.

via bleu
Time Magazine’s gallery of cinema covers from 1924 to 2001 – the older ones are the best.

Cute piccies Kitties and duckies and doggies and ostriches and llama and giant piggies get your cute animal quotient, here.

Remember how everyone’s socks were getting rocked because the universe was discovered to be turquoise (if perceived by the human eye) back in January? Well, it turns out that it’s not turquoise. It’s beige. The color of the universe was previously (and mistakenly) believed to be turquoise because the software used in the project to determine what color the human eye would see mistook a pink-looking point for a shade of white. Whoops!

finally, a followup on dooce’s termination for having a blog (among other things… clogs and socks!)

Caught myself this morn singing as Daffy Duck-

Morning is here…I woke a few times during the night, but I got a good 8 hours in. I had a few dreams… of folks I’ve not seen in a while. I was at the Dawsey’s house… brought James a videotape. He and his brother were being uncharacteristically snotty so I went out back to play with their mastiff Archie (who died years ago)… we were running all over the place, swimming in the lake out back. While there, the house was sold to some new people and I got to keep the dog for some reason. (i wonder how Newt’d deal with a big, lumbering, drooling lummox like him. I get away with it because I’m his mom.) Luckily in my dream-space, I had a large back yard for him to run around in. My sweetheart was there, and we also had a stable and horses. Oddly, Newton was outdoors there, even though he is certainly not an outdoor kitty. He rode with me on the saddle… completely defying any of his usual behavior.

The other dream was an unusual competition… Saturn was in the sky, filling about a tenth of it. There was mortal combat inside a swimming pool or water tank, emptied. flying sharks were inside, swimming as if there was liquid. Sunk to the bottom, I oversaw things as referee. Each person had a different special power that they could use…one had a magic whistle that could make a single opponant deaf and blind for a few seconds, another had an “umbric form”, would go flat and dark…beating up the other guy by punching the person’s shadow. I think my only super power was that I knew that I wouldn’t be hurt by the sharks or other combatants. The combat portion was split up by a cooking one, like iron chef. The magic ingrediant was a basic one, sort of lame, really. Rice. The food was unremarkable…I don’t remember the recipes, save for that it was tasty. something with vinegar, but sweet.

I’ve noticed some folks seem to put “keywords” in entries to draw replies. On the usenet, it was called “trolling”. That’s sort of weird to me, like fishing for compliments. I don’t think that I do it… or if I do, it’s done unconsciously. Perhaps I’m being over analytical, but it’s simpler for me to just write about what’s on my mind. I was pleasantly surprised at the number of replies to my entry about the people I read yesterday. So many nice people.

Caught myself this morn singing as Daffy Duck-

Morning is here…I woke a few times during the night, but I got a good 8 hours in. I had a few dreams… of folks I’ve not seen in a while. I was at the Dawsey’s house… brought James a videotape. He and his brother were being uncharacteristically snotty so I went out back to play with their mastiff Archie (who died years ago)… we were running all over the place, swimming in the lake out back. While there, the house was sold to some new people and I got to keep the dog for some reason. (i wonder how Newt’d deal with a big, lumbering, drooling lummox like him. I get away with it because I’m his mom.) Luckily in my dream-space, I had a large back yard for him to run around in. My sweetheart was there, and we also had a stable and horses. Oddly, Newton was outdoors there, even though he is certainly not an outdoor kitty. He rode with me on the saddle… completely defying any of his usual behavior.

The other dream was an unusual competition… Saturn was in the sky, filling about a tenth of it. There was mortal combat inside a swimming pool or water tank, emptied. flying sharks were inside, swimming as if there was liquid. Sunk to the bottom, I oversaw things as referee. Each person had a different special power that they could use…one had a magic whistle that could make a single opponant deaf and blind for a few seconds, another had an “umbric form”, would go flat and dark…beating up the other guy by punching the person’s shadow. I think my only super power was that I knew that I wouldn’t be hurt by the sharks or other combatants. The combat portion was split up by a cooking one, like iron chef. The magic ingrediant was a basic one, sort of lame, really. Rice. The food was unremarkable…I don’t remember the recipes, save for that it was tasty. something with vinegar, but sweet.

I’ve noticed some folks seem to put “keywords” in entries to draw replies. On the usenet, it was called “trolling”. That’s sort of weird to me, like fishing for compliments. I don’t think that I do it… or if I do, it’s done unconsciously. Perhaps I’m being over analytical, but it’s simpler for me to just write about what’s on my mind. I was pleasantly surprised at the number of replies to my entry about the people I read yesterday. So many nice people.

go ahead… make some floorplans or maps! A village? Tavern? planet? no problemo.

it’s fun! you can do it even when doped up or half asleep, and have one arm occupied by a kitty.

bedtime haiku

clean sheets and Newton
a good book and thoughts of her
dreamland here I come!

Danger, Will Robinson; there’s a fake Microsoft Security Update making the viral email rounds. You’d be well-served by not running it (since Microsoft never, ever, ever sends out security updates as attachments), and best-served by running a good antivirus app with frequent and comprehensive updates.

And some fun –

toilet seat museum – one of a few unusual museums on a ring

both were found via the Quackatorium – A sometimes penetrating look at antique medical quackery and electrotherapy devices.

poet test results

Life in balance. Five people dropped me from the folks they read on lj this week, and five added me. In addition, I removed two people that haven’t posted in the last three months, and added two, myself. (that’s my rule of thumb… don’t add unless folks are removed. I think about 100 authors to read is plenty diverse, and I can’t keep on top of more than that.)

There was a time that I thought I’d never go over 40 authors on my linked list… but now, I think this many is just right… some folks post very rarely, but with very high quality work, ( like , , , or for example – all great to add, and it’s like a present when they post. a rare gift, found when you least expect it. from once a week, to less than once a season), or with lives that post more frequently that I’m keen to stay on top of. has a great kind heart and fantastic photos entered regularly.

I really like my friend’s list. entertaining, enlightening, very little lj drama, talented artists (be it 2-d, 3d, digital, or other), a few *very* close friends, short stories, good poetry, bad poetry, haiku slams, people growing up, baby & kitty pictures, news links, real day to day life, programming reference, and some real intelligence. There are a lot of different points of view, and a ton of kind, generous hearts. I can look at each person on my friend’s page and know right way why they’re on my list. Thanks for sharing your stuff with me!

Something I like to do is to sneak and read the people that’re reading me, too. I’m really sort of surprised at the diversity here. There’s a couple of people that are a stone’s throw from me, and others that are on the other side of the planet…I look forward to the regional search reactivating. (I sort of have an urge to make a planet corkboard, and stick pins where everyone is. (sort of like guestmap, only it traces folk’s IP, and sticks the pins automatically. sort of like this)

I’m anxious to see the community break 500 members… when I put it together about a year ago, I had no idea that it would take off as well as it has. I’d say about 3 or 4 entries a day, and approximately 5 replies per entry, if my math is right. I think that counts as a healthy community. (heck, I’d be happy with 1/10th the posts…the replies are what really makes the community work…a nice support system has developed)

bonus of having someone else bringing you goodies from the grocery store…. sometimes you get good stuff you never buy yourself.

Yummies that I got… english muffins (for breakfast) toasted up nicely with butter and strawberry preserves. the other side… I had pudding!

I can’t recall the last time I had either of them. good comfort food. Additional bonus, I’m getting my laundry done for me, too.

I wonder how many folks solved the mystery at http://cloudmakers.org/ … showed me a link to it ages ago (before AI ever came out, I think), and I’ve been messing with it, off and on for months. When I get bored, or the thought comes to me. Taking it at a leisurely pace, it’s a nice diversion. I just remembered to look into it again. It’s a great idea for a slow-paced game. lots of research, and a nifty storyline.

Blue’s Clues…you know you can replace the word blue in any song with Newt? Same for the word “you”. Newt Skiddoo, you can too! *Berrrwarw!*

Random Scotto Factoid – I used to watch Godzilla Movies like eating goldfish crackers. Even to this day, having a giant rubber monster movie playing in the background is very soothing to me. Especially if it’s Gamera or Godzilla. Badly dubbed Kung Fu flicks and Zombie movies also do the trick.

Be happy for me, I feel good and have pudding.

Streetsigns of the world. Beware falling rocks!