Dreams of being some sort of calcified Stretch Armstrong last night. I was myself, but everyplace on my body that I could feel bone crumbled when I pressed with a little effort. I was afraid to crush my face, but popping my knuckles and stretching my fingers like taffy was almost hypnotic. Now that I’m awake, I think I would’ve tested on something safer, like my little toes or something. I’m glad I still could walk upright and use my limbs normally, too.

The sun was an odd color of orange… for some reason, my entire dream took place at sunset.. for hours and hours.

More on the google diarist who was fired over his journal

I’m back on my Netflix kick. I’ve got my DVD burner ready to rock and roll. Er, I mean, I’m looking forward to watching lots of good movies.

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned that I live around the corner from the Cosmic Muffin , a houseboat made out of Howard Hughes’ Boeing 307 stratoliner (a variant of the B-17 Flying Fortress).

Pictures of it parked at the Riverwalk at night and during the day.

It’s pretty keen…when I first saw it, I got the sense that it was submersible.

star wars meme

Did Laundry Yesterday, so I have the whole weekend chore-free. This morning’s clothes are still warm from the dryer, as were last night’s sheets when I got in bed. A very comforting feeling.

I hope to spend at least Monday, maybe Sunday with Mel. Saturday is going to be another walkabout day, I think, and tonight… well, I think I’ll just mellow out at home with the Newtster and my birthday books. Also, I still haven’t watched last Wednesday’s lost. That’s probably on the Friday agenda, too. Maybe work on a writing assignment.

The Room – sort of a quiz thingum.

random thing quiz

Bro is talking about going back to Hawaii, or living off of disability someplace cheap. Wide dispersal of ideas.

Got my latest link income from the homepage.. they had me change the format a little, but no big deal. I’ve turned it around and sent it off to AmeriCares (as the last was put on Asha.) I can’t think of anyplace better to assist at the moment. For more info, see my bio page or this entry.

I plan to take my link earnings for charity and good works this year. Another in my “lazy-man helper” deals, like donating blood. No effort, and there’s at least a little bit of difference made. I’m not one for tithing, but I think helping proved charities is a good thing.

I miss CJ.

Dan’s school is getting Latin and Forensics (Debate) soon.

I talk to Mel at least once a day, usually twice. I think I’m her best friend. We’re still getting together for V-day.

Mirror Newt Pictures based on this piccie

Apparently, my journal is #3 on yahoo for people looking for Continue reading 7171 – Thursday. →

A fellow named Kerby once mentioned to me (not too long ago, in fact) “All problems are love problems.” He’s a smartie.

Happy Chinese New Year, Ash Wednesday and Tết Nguyên Ðán

Farewell Monkey. Hello, Rooster.

Yesterday flowed reasonably well, all things considered. Good things could still be ahead. I’m stymied and fragmented today, understandably so. There’s promise in the future, though we might have to trim a little scar tissue and work around a few things. Good stuff is worth a little work, so no worries.

Four cool Dolls.

Make a flower out of any URL. I have no idea how it decides what goes where.

I want to write a letter to a long lost friend and love. Maybe even mail it off.

The latest on that girl who allegedly had her mom murdered, then posted about it in her journal.

(glassdog broke the story, last thanksgiving.)

Machine Gun Vs Katana

via GrayPumpkin (he’s been spotting a lot of linkies lately!)

google maps is in beta, and has a lot of nifty ui elements. via wickenden

Helpless after his dad dies of illness, this man lives here with corpse for 10 years Continue reading 7167 – Kung hei fat choi →

So, apparently some sort of important sporting event happened last night. Las Olas had huge projection TV screens running every few feet hours before the game was to start.

I figured it’d be a good time to go see House of Flying Daggers (click on the bold words for scotto-snaps at the movie) on the big screen at the local cineplex. I wasn’t the only one. There were approximately five people there besides myself.

While I was out on my Sunday walk, I discovered the latest hubbub from one of our resident artists. In the area around 2nd and Andrews, some enterprising person glued glass (or plexiglass) tiles to crosswalk signals. Hand painted face with the words “Robert did it” underneath. it looks like the face was drawn on first, then painted, and then some sort of bonding agent was applied, and then stuck to the metal crosswalk poles. It reminded me of leftyrok for some reason or another. I wonder if Robert is the same guy that did the blue bikes?

• Robert did it (did he bend the sign?)
• and he did it again, twice!
• and another dose
• and again, by the museum ‘f art
• And again, by McCrory’s
• and again, by the library

Hmm.. I didn’t realize that I’d gotten a picture of my shoe-toe in some of the ant pictures yesterday.

Cemetery Trip piccies #3 – Angels, demon, wind chimes and dead lumberjacks

smaller thumbnails this time

Cemetery pics – Cracked, chipped and buried markers. Clicking on the image will make ’em bigger when possible.

Continue reading 7161 – Cemetery trip, continued – →

Something I noticed.. in Beetle juice, the waiting room is full of people that’ve been dead a long,time, and are stuck in the state they were in at death. (Smoker in bed charred, guy that got run over flat as a pancake.) I figure the main ghostly couple should’ve been wet the whole time. I also wonder where the Maitlands ended up when the cartoon started.

Speaking of Ghosts (thanks Disney, and Thurl.), the Walk I took at Evergreen was nice enough.

Yesterday, I walked over and under the New River, over a lesser canal twice, saw a very handsome black lab puppy, ate wheat thins and drank cold cold iced tea between six and twelve feet above an assortment of veterans, Freemasons, infants and people of the Jewish faith. Not to mention the unmarked graves of folks killed in a disastrous hurricane in 1926.

A few pictures from my trip

Happy Birfday, dear !!!

Dan’s doing a walk-a-thon today, Mel’s a-workin’, Newt’s a-nappin’, so it’s up to me to amuse myself. Time to visit a local park or tow. I haven’t been to Evergreen yet. I backdated a friend’s only entry, because I built the table wrong, and didn’t want to break any more html.

Interesting Keyword hits to my site for Feb so far