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9062 – Thurs

9062 – Thurs

9062 – Thurs

9062 – Thurs

9062 – Thursday

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I need a trim. Maybe a haircut this weekend, too? I feel more than a little shaggy.


I found out today that ol’ RobbChar got engaged! I’m really glad to hear he’s got a partner and a happy life! I may be going to the wedding, in a year’s time or so.


BHK made tasty Tacos / Taco salad… good eats! I’ve been spoiled this week food-wise!


That silly letter meme:Guidelines for propagation: Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the preceding…they have to be actual places, names, things… nothing you fabricate! You must use a name other than your own for the boy and/or girl name prompt(s).What is your name? ScottoFirst word you think of –

4 letter word: Stop
Vehicle: Sputnik
TV Show: Six Million Dollar Man
City: SPARTA!!!
Boy Name: Steve
Girl Name: Sandy
Drink: Sprite
Occupation: Special Olympian (I thought of this before Spy? and Super-hero??)
Something you wear: Socks
Celebrity: Suzanne Somers
Food: Spuds
Something found in a bathroom: Soap (My second answer, actually… translate last answer to English for my first thought)
Reason for Being Late: Sniper (Hey, I do live in DelMarVa now.)
Cartoon Character: Spongebob Squarepants
Something You Shout: Scheisse!


Abandoned laboratory of studying a human brain – Via Ectomo.


Three pictures from recent walkabout. Click to embiggen

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Two homeless guys from the other day – The PG station on the green line is a pretty sad place. these two had enough resources to stagger on and shamble to a seat…. both were massively out of it, due to disabilities either ingrained or added with outside substances. Possibly both. The next sop, a policeman came aboard and lurked next to them for the bulk of the trip… as soon as he left, they began slap-fist fighting. Nothing serious, but I’m glad I got off at the following stop… it’s just sort of depressing to see folks like that.

HAM-A-RAMA!
Ham-A-Rama! – First sighting of Hickory Farms product…. and it’s called HAM-A-RAMA… contains “cheese food” called Chub, “Beef Stick”, and those little strawberry candies in addition to the aforementioned Ham (with water added).

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Flyball – When we went to visit with Amy, I snagged a quick snap of the pooches running… there are some pretty speedy critters that like to play fetch! It was good to see her and her family, however briefly.


I hate it when Ty is right about stuff like this. I’m pretty sure I’d throw in with robot overlords, too. (Also, Zod in 2008 might work.)From his entry

We’re already giving up our freedoms — our right to privacy, gone. Warrant-less arrest, gone. Right to have your vote counted is super-gone depending on the state you live in, right to stand trial, gone — we have torture. We already have all the downsides of a supposed robotic takeover, but we’re being cheated of the upside! I say, if this is the world we’re gonna live in anyway, at least let the robot overlords have their shot. World peace, technological utopia — and no crime! The robot overlords’ crime control is swift and merciless.


1 year ago – little hellcat via ltms, walkabout pics

2 years ago – linen suit, hospital-b’day, no hurricane wilma pay, king kong marketing, olympic mascots, carl douglas, bebop, bus lady pics
pictures taken – bus lady

3 years ago – sleepy, book fair, mcD toys, Mr’s 5 & 11, $ meme, mozilla, NH child sacrifice

4 years ago – GP mails me about glued things, National hits, vampire duck of death, reverse dictionary, top 10 scientific hoaxes.

5 years ago – Judge Newt-pic, average debt, boo-bees, elephant veggie burgers

6 years ago – Mongo, EOWM, frugivore, folivore

7 years agobare feet, clowns, in your eyes, DB swipes laptop from IMT Geotarget

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

9061 – wed

The fog this morning was insane. View from my office looked like the windows were frosted.

BHK’s falafel tonight hit just the right spot!

Test of blog2blog worked well… I copied all of the public entries over to my alternate wordpress site, in case of lj collapse. (Not like that’s going to happen, but it’s nice to have an archive.) I’ll still continue to post here, but I think I’ll do periodic slides over to the other location, to keep the backups fresh.

It took a long time to move 9000+ articles over, but not as long as I’d thought. Downside is that it doesn’t take comments or tags with it, but the internal search engine at WP is pretty darn solid. Added bonus, the comment and page tracking is a lot more up to snuff. Note – Save your entries on a file locally… makes it a lot easier to catch up if something happens mid-process. Voice posts, lj-embeds and lj-polls also don’t travel well, for obvious reasons.


Courtesy of Paul Guest

The Ghost of Foghorn Leghorn Speaks of Unrequited Love

I said, listen to me, boy. Only the stars know.
And now you, fidgeting in all the air
like you fear for your neck. Still,
you’re young and youth explains away all,
except love. My love. I’ve a gift
but not for this. It speaks like a house fire.

Or a bullet into a bowl of oatmeal. If fired,
you’ve got a mess. And I do, I know,
and not one I thought I wanted, like a gift.
Stay with me, son. I’m not wasting air
for your benefit alone. I said, that’s all,
and walked off, shaking. It’s hard to be still.

It’s hard to know how to be still.
When I was little I felt I’d catch fire
if I was too quiet. Nothing’s changed at all.
There’s nothing worse than to know
my smoke signals go unheeded in the air—
she won’t look, speak, accept the gift

I made for her. Her going is my gift.
All that I’ll keep. Out to an old still
I’d go and drink until I forget it’s air
I need to live, air that fills me now like fire
nothing can douse. For all I know,
the ground beneath me is burned beyond all

knowing. Any of this getting through all
that thick head, boy? Love isn’t a gift.
Way off, you’re way off. I know
you hope it’s feathers flying and time stood still,
crowing from the roof, and gun-fire
meant to silence your song on the night air.

You’re not listening. That’s just hot air.
It’s torture. You’re finished, once and for all.
You might as well be old rags in a fire.
I’ll say it again: love wasn’t a gift
when I fell flat and hard upon it, and still,
I won’t dare let it go. It’s all I know—

like the air or the sound of my voice, my gift,
all bluster and not a bit of it still.
This fire could burn me alive. Who’d know?


1 year ago – road pix, graffiti, spider girl gang, test vox crosspost
pictures – BHK doodle-writes on my pda, cartoon pic

2 years ago – moon cake, doom patrol, politics, Life Pref, butt jokes and political statements preferred

pictures – recent visits over 24 hours

3 years ago – monet’s b’day, comment/entry stats, america’s age, torrenting shows via rss, vouchers unconstitutional, prednisone, taking falluja, work vacation, newt pics

4 years ago – bollywood, pt, hooray for adhesives!

5 years ago – Male contraceptive, Dan met OJ Simpson, Newt-spoon Wrestling, peephenge, eating on the cheap.

6 years ago – evil news, gallimaufry , happiness machine recycled, writing apache modules

7 years ago – Bee-man lives, lucha, schizo-masons, Brian comment Geotarget

9060 – tues

9060 – tues

9060 – tues

9060 – tues

9060 – tues

Solid sleep, but I woke up once in the middle of the night – maybe that’s why I can recall my dream so readily today. Dreamt that I was living in a haunted house – hanged bodies in varying states of decay kept appearing on the porch. Some of the skulls were certainly not human… more bovine or ursine, depending. I would throw them away, or burn them out in the yard, but the following day, more would be there.

I kept the noose rope, spooling it into a large ball in the back yard, hoping to make the place a roadside attraction. I don’t know why reappearing bodies wouldn’t be enough. For whatever dream-reason, I spun the rope to the tune of Stick Shifts & Safety Belts (Which is still lodged in my head… 16 hours or more later.)

Rather than come for the huge ball of twine, visitors did start to come, due to the delicious smell of charred carcasses. I don’t know why feeding the bodies to visiting people felt OK, but it was guilt-free… my attitude was “hey, they were just hanging there… like selling fruit from my apple tree.”


Top 20 Logical Fallacies – When in a debate, I’m often guilty of abusing reductio ad absurdum (#14).


This morning on the way to work – still a few autumn colors out there.
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I hear through the grapevine that one of my old places of business is in a pretty big tangle. Eight people have turned over in a year’s time there. When one considers that they only have 14 positions, five of them part-time and not all 14 existed for that full year, that’s a sure sign of a problem.

Speaking of Grapes… DIET GRAPE AT GIANT HAS RETURNED!!

AT LAST! IT HAS RETURNED!

The only grape soda that I actively enjoy, flavor-wise. Plus, the foam is a soft powder blue, not purple. BHK has been questing for it since mid-june.


Nice.. finally a word of the day I’d not heard before!

perfervid puhr-FUR-vid, adjective:

Ardent; impassioned; marked by exaggerated or overwrought emotion.

I like it.


1 year ago – punch buggy, meeting, craig james white, typo on sheet, work misc

2 years ago – LED clothes, K&K mime, Clavicus loves his pastry, doom patrol, quizzes, x-ing, newt pic, Red knows the score, cybermen, scotto avie

pictures taken 2 years ago – newt with the palm cam

3 years ago – bro call, sammich heartburn, remote control jargon, Eid, promenade in the park, FF movie looks like poop, comic book torrents, CoH sued by Marvel

4 years ago – Butterflies, Christ, Wind and Dexterity, my journal is in popular science, phonepost, back on call

5 years ago – expensive minis, misc whims, wacky news, bob hope

6 years ago – I live near blimps, medicine poll, Bad Elder Caucasian Dudes, marvel misfits

7 years ago – Des tries to take on the hive, whoville test, aok, Robbo’s last weekGeotarget Geotarget Geotarget

9060 – tues

9060 – tues