Ugh…where on earth has my writing been?

Ok… upon reflection, my journal as a writing storehouse as of late has been a huge pile of horse-hockey. I’ve been having fun, but no real verbiage has leapt from the keyboard to here in far too long. That’s going to change as of today. Committed writing time from 8am to at least 9am every morning and make a point of spitting up a good paragraph or more daily.

I’ve goofed off long enough and work is no excuse, if I’m getting up that early. I’ve allowed work to distract me from writing far too much… time to bust the brain flab… if I can commit an hour a day to working out the bod, an hour of brain-pumping certainly can’t hurt.

There will still be sillies, mind you… and personal entries. Just don’t mind me if there’s other stuff too. 🙂

http://www.cnn.com/2001/LAW/04/24/scotus.arrest.03/index.html

A narrowly divided U.S. Supreme Court ruled Tuesday that police can arrest people for minor offenses that would be punishable only by a fine.

Where do you go and who do you turn to when the Supreme Court won’t protect citizens from harassment? We will all be arrested.

huuungry….

I want food. Something with rice. Chinese food, I think. Someone want to come and bring me something yummy?

or at least a tasty and delicious fruit pie?

Hail Thor! 🙂

Wake up, dad! (Newt asking for some love. 🙂 )

age of sexual consent, around the world.

some odd observations… new mexico… legal to have same sex relationships earlier? 17 for opposite sex, 13 for same… I guess the main dilemma is pregnancy, in that case.

13? am I alone in thinking that’s a little young for anyone? and in some countries, it’s more accepted for a woman to be younger and mate than a man… 12 years for a girl, 17 for a boy, in a few cases.

Not too keen on the purpose of the page (I think it’s so horndogs can get away with making out with minors) but the information there is an interesting breakdown.

hobbledehoy HAH-bul-dee-hoy, noun:
An awkward, gawky young fellow.

For early on, girls become aware — as much from their fathers’ anguished bellows of “You’re not going out dressed like that, Miss” as from the buffoonish reactions of the spotty hobbledehoys at the end-of-term disco — of the power of clothes to seduce.
–Jane Shilling, “Soft-centred punk,” [1]Times (London), October 27, 2000

His memories, even only reveries, of incomparable women, made me feel like a hulking hobbledehoy.
–Edith Anderson, [2]Love in Exile

When Cole and Bryant each arrived in 1825 (Bryant from New England, Cole from old England via Ohio and Pennsylvania), New York still fit James Fenimore Cooper’s description as a “hobbledehoy metropolis, a rag fair sort of a place.”
–Tobin Harshaw, “Artists and Writers in a New World,” [3]New York Times, November 19, 2000

The origin of hobbledehoy is unknown, though it perhaps derives from hobble, from the awkward movements of a clumsy adolescent.

Happy Birthday, Billi-Jean!!!

Such a sweetie!

Powerfully lovey feelings all day today… I didn’t mind a bit. 🙂

nite nite. ZzZZz

A child of cartoons, and I’m in love with a redhead…

a connection?

But my gal is much more than her hair color.. or her amazing superpowers. 🙂

She’s someone with a kind, deep soul… a sweet heart, and goodness that surpasses description.

How could I not love her, really?

While searching the web for info on ugly zuba pants, I found this site. cool, but too many frickin’ popups.

ok. I cannot even begin to understand how someone managed to program both a chess game and an automatic computer player into an under-5K web page. *sobs* I bow before you, son of Jor-El.

Check this out – http://www.thenoodleincident.com/tutorials/box_lesson/old/css_3box_plus_topbox.html… if you’re into design with CSS.

I quote –
This page has no tables.
Under the white there’s three columns plus one box that spans the top, all in CSS. Current versions of Explorer, Netscape, and Opera show exactly the same page, with the same font size, and on PC and Mac. Older browsers just show an unformatted page and default fonts, but with neatly ordered headings and text and a polite message that it’s time to upgrade your free browser, with a link to do that. Text browsers, web-enabled cel phones, web-readers for the blind, … these all get the neatly ordered text. There are no misappropriated tables screwing things up. And there are no sniffers sending the various browsers types and versions to tailored pages. One page serves them all. This was the original promise of the web, and we’re finally back to it. Welcome to 2001.

About dang time… I honestly thought the day would never come.

16 minutes into rear window.

*purrs…

Makes me think of Ornj, the sultry way grace Kelly wakes James Stewart… 🙂

*snerk

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congrats, atomichris! You’re responsible for 2 hits to my site! 🙂