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No Danny today, but probably Lunch on Saturday. Project #2 is coming to a close for me… a large Net-meeting with bigwigs first thing Wednesday morning to go over what I’ve cooked up for them so far. I’m hoping that they’ll be pleased.

Today’s Island Boy’s last day at my old gig… If corporate HR had been a little more responsive about his raise, they’d probably still have him. Ah well, I hope he’s happier at his new gig with Tuan. Saturday is Erica’s B’day.

Dan’s talking to a Mortgage broker about getting a new deal on his place, and his wife’s feeling the stresses of starting her own business. (I dare not mention the rule of “don’t expect a profit for at least 2 years” to her, or even Danny. It might dash their hopes even more.)

A few days ago I mentioned Orrin Hatch and what he said about illegal downloading. As it turns out, he’s one of them himself!

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Orrin Hatch: Software Pirate?
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DESPERATELY SEEKING FREQUENT FLIER MILES

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT – via daniela

as most of you know, i am a case manager for homeless folks with aids. yesterday, the mother of a client of mine passed away. her funeral is in philadelphia tomorrow. i have called every agency, every airline – the best they can offer me is a slightly reduced rate (still around $400). all san francisco agencies are tapped out. if ANYONE out there has frequent flier miles which they do not plan on using, and are willing to donate them to get a man home to bury his mother.. please contact me as soon as possible. reply to this message – i’ll keep my e-mail open.

please pass this message on in your own journals if you can. i have GOT to make this happen.

Please contact her via her journal, here.(added last minute as I polished off this entry)

Got my times mixed up for Doctor today… I swung by there at 10:45 for my 11am appointment, and it turns out it was at 1pm. MY physical therapy is at 1:30p, so I went downstairs to PT, and the woman there was enthusiastic about having me work right then, as she had a cancellation, and wanted to head out today by 2pm if she could (taking her daughter to the orthodontist). I didn’t do traction today, but the workout with heat and stim worked nicely.

It seems my original PT guy quit to go work in Brazil for a private individual. My mind stereotypes, and wonder if it’s a big crime leader or something.

Went to the doctor, and I’ve got to stay on physical therapy, and may end up going to get another epidural done. Two weeks and time will tell.

In the office a kid was playing with *MICRONAUTS* today… the time-traveler one. My gosh, they’re so small! Either they re-released them with different, smaller molds, or I really have gotten a lot bigger since I was 8. (The latter is more likely.) Only about 3 1/2 inches tall. On the way home I noticed the lizards are out in force… I had one hop on my crutch and ride across the street with me, a brown anole with a red throat and a really pretty speckled back in browns and yellows.. Many small ones were out and about, so I suspect a hatching season has kicked in. My rider was bigger, and pretty well fed…I made sure that he got off before entering the Newton-Zone, however.
Lizard!

No Tropical Oils, Fortified with 9 Essential Vitamins and Minerals

Does anything marketed today worry about Tropical oils anymore?

My Knee got creaky last night…I hope it’s not more damaged than I first thought. It was giving easily. (Though, maybe I’m working it hard than I was before, too)… Newt woke me extra early with his morning paw swabbing, and the Knee is still not the sturdiest. I’m a little concerned how that’ll be when I move to a new apartment, and may opt to stay here another month as a result. Now that I’m up and about, He’s sleeping on the bathroom windowsill. If I were a vengeful sort, I’d poke him until he had to get up, in reciprocation… but being the softie that I am, I won’t tell him to move until I need to take a shower… and even then I’ll cut him some slack, until I feel dingy to the point of saying Enough is enough.

The infrared Zoo – Infrared light shows us the heat radiated by the world around us. By viewing animals with a thermal infrared camera, we can actually “see” the differences between warm and cold-blooded animals. Infrared also allows us to study how well feathers, fur and blubber insulate animals. As you tour this “Infrared Zoo”, see what new information you can gather about the animals here that you would not get from a visible light picture. Enjoy your tour!

Oprah + Sex = heehee. An entertaining explanation of oral sex from the Oxygen Network. Not likely work safe, unless you work at a sex-counseling center.

The chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee said Tuesday he favors developing new technology to *remotely destroy* the computers of people who illegally download music from the Internet.

The surprise remarks by Sen. Orrin Hatch, R-Utah, during a hearing on copyright abuses represent a dramatic escalation in the frustrating battle by industry executives and lawmakers in Washington against illegal music downloads.
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Man of Iron-isms

Danny sent me a set of Game notes from June of 1995. (With a few revisions for 1997) Where he played a Science Nerd that Changed into a powerhouse that had powers based on Magnetism. Other people of the same team was my Character, miniMAX (A shrinker/grower gadgeteer… sort of Henry Pym with weirdness magnet, a goofy streak, and an intelligent shrunken chimp sidekick), Ghost (Kathleen’s Character with variable Desol / Invisibility & acrobatics), The Aquarian (Doug’s Mystic Master), Mystery (Cathy’s Amnesiac bot-character), and Silver Hammer (Tony’s Flying energy-projector…I remember he had a low Ego & Pre… made for an easily spooked super guy.. looked like the silver surfer in black bicycle pants, usually running away.) The Head of our Team was Agent 13 of “The Agency”. Sort of a cross between Nick Fury and Susan Powter (with the buzz-cut.. wow, I guess she phased that look totally out, and got breast implants & a nose ring… Powter, not Agent 13).

Some of his quotables… (Some are better than others, many are downright cringeworthy-bad, and proper emphasis is important. Remember it is a comic book world)

A bit of morning Newt for my pleasure. 🙂
Sleepyhaid!

Black Spot Campaign – the latest Adbusters Campaign. (Via mskaren911)

Because my country has sold its soul to corporate power,
Because consumerism has become our national religion,
Because we’ve forgotten the true meaning of freedom,
And because patriotism now means agreeing with the president,
I pledge to do my duty . . . and take my country back.

also, the awesome signmaker
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milk, soda, purple stuff…Hey, Sunny D!

Had a good time role-playing a nightmare mix of “Dukes of Hazzard”, “Magnum PI”, “MacGuyver”, and old movie serials involving drunken sharks / killer robotic bees. No, really. I won’t even mention Beowulf being a big milk baby and having stinky diapers.

I need to dig up a transcript of the whole thing, and save it in my journal so that it doesn’t get lost. I haven’t laughed that hard in an age.

Talked to Todd Today about getting Adobe distiller on my machine.. it seems like a lot of work to have to go through to print items to a file, but if it works, it works.

I never remember to send out the check on the 15th… I’m glad that Silverman calls me on the day after, to remind me.

Sleepyhaid!

Newton, the Prince of Cute Orange Cats, wants me to point out that Abbie the Cat is a very funny writer. “He isn’t as literate as I am, but then again, I applaud his willingness to get his paws dirty and type his own entries, instead of just making his human servant take dictation.”

He also wishes to make it clear that while he admires Abbie, he is not a part of his posse. He does, however, plan to offer Abbie a position in his court once he takes over the world. (I am delighted that I will have a place in his New Furred Order.)

Skeletal rag doll… be sure and turn on the sky if you’ve got a good processor

Runaway Train! – Orisinal’s games are always a pleasure on the eyes.

a year ago – Navajo Talkers, Barbie collectors, I learn about this apartment, palm doodles

two years ago – IMT becomes FMM, paying by the word, slaver, funeral-cast.com, photo poll

three years ago – Taco bell folding & Whitesnake

current mood: I need an envelope, hooray for glowing genitals!
current music: Electric Six – Danger! High Voltage!

Father’s Day…To all that can celebrate it, I wish you the hearty best. I miss my dad, but I’m not aching about it today.

Looking online for more places… Not having a lot of luck… I may need to pick up a paper, and recruit my bro to do some footwork for me too. I tried calling him earlier for chitty-chat, but he wasn’t able to talk at the moment.

Vampire Clues
“Pssst. Thieves Guild 1 is right next to Aardvark and the northern city limits today. I don’t know how much longer it will be there, though.”
“Potionworks, right by Gypsum and 73rd. I do wish those damn magic shops would stay still for a while.”

I wonder how different the world would be if there were no mind altering substances in existence… no caffeine, no alcohol, no chocolate.

What wars would’ve been won or lost? What Judgment calls would or wouldn’t have been made? Would Grant have been a better president? A better general?

Talked to Dave today, and it came out in passing that Cooper (The agency I was looking at for apartments) is notoriously evil, and should be avoided. In other real estate news, his evil family next door moved out, and he may be picking up the corner lot, with a four-bedroom home for a steal. Cathi seems to want to be an Art teacher, and I think that she’d excel at it.

one year ago – lovely long talk, South Park Scotto, Tea room, Replacement parts, star trek breast insignia

two years ago – Predators of man, Apt seeking, Nothing sacred, sql/ado. pet quiz, pizza parlor, writing urge, Big Guy and rusty.

Nothing in particular three years ago

Today’s events

Random photos of Danny drinking a Red Stripe, and a creepy back storage area near the bathrooms, under the plaza during our people watching / chat making time. I am glad we chose to talk rather than to see “A Mighty Wind.” (I do want to see it, but can watch Mockumentaries from the comfort of home.) I had trouble going up and down stairs with my back, especially up.

Danny Drinking a red stripespooky Hallway!

We spent much of the day discussing dreams, teaching, the passers-by, and old days of superhero gaming…his fellow, “Man of Iron”, my own miniMAX and realizing that we have total blanks for the majority of the other characters in the games. (We remember Ray’s NPCs, Kathleen’s PCs… but the Wus and Tony are sort of invisible to memory.) We went down a list… FOCUS, Z-Squad, Mercenaries, Paladin Station, the 60’s game. Topic of Tony came up, someone I’ve not given a thought to in a number of years. Silver Hammer was the only guy we could remember of his at all. Overall, I think FOCUS was the most memorable of the social game-times.

I got home, and it turned out my Brother’s Hand was very swollen… he was bitten by something, It seems. He had to go to the ER, put on an antibiotic IV, and have minor surgery to correct / drain / disinfect it. He’s now wrapped in a large bandage and a palm-brace, His antibiotic ‘scrip cost over $100, … I think it’d be cheaper for me if I bought and paid for his insurance. He seems to be doing well now, thank goodness, and the scar from his last tumble is barely visible anymore.

Friday the 13th!

An image of Marvel Comics Group's The Life of Pope John Paul II

Happy Birthday, ldy! I hope that this sixth is as good as your first sixth, or better! The Marvel Comics Pope gives you his blessing.

edit – parrrtay!dance.... Parrrtay!

I’m craving some pink lemonade gum. And some Chili-Fries. And a long nap.

I’ve discovered that shoutcast works well in There, but only if you use a stereo stream.. also, bandwidth will make it skip after about 2 or three hours. I may start doing web-broadcasts of OTR again, just because it seems like there’s a need for more dragnet / the shadow / cbs mystery theatre

What’s the difference between white eggs and brown eggs

I’d like a job as go-kart mounted piñata tester please.

Nice. They’ve allowed shoutcast to broadcast through jukeboxes /radios / loudspeakers in there. (Until august 1 anyhow) very nifty. They seem to have all sold out. I’m glad I got a otr style and a loudspeaker.

Do we really want Idiotic Psychics running around? Every day our brains are not being melted into paste by super villains is another day we just got lucky, and now thanks to this book, we have to worry about morons firing invisible rays out of their heads on accident.

See also vampires This is the book you need if you’re plagued by mystical blood-sucking creatures of the night, but want your tiny brain’s hand held while it learns how to defeat them. This might be taking advantage of complete idiots, since as you know, vampires were long ago made extinct by the Easter Bunny’s hunter-killer cyborgs. That’s why there isn’t a Completely Level-Headed Non-Insane Person’s Guide to Vampires, and even if there were, it would just be one page long with a graph illustrating how you should quickly run in the opposite direction from any approaching Dracula.

Super huge Bollywood and Lollywood poster gallery (via Coudal Partners). The linked page takes a long time to load even on a fast connection – and it’s just one of several!

Looking for Billy the Kid
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ramble, oh, and I think I may’ve sunburned my nose and cheeks.

Occasionally, I’m bad about minimizing other people’s pain. Sometimes I feel that if you’ve got a roof over your head, food in your belly, and are able to read… you’re already a thousand miles ahead of the gross majority of the world.

But, some folks feel other pain more deeply, and when I remember to, I reflect on that, and feel for them, as well. Some folk ache in the heart or the mind over things that seem very real to them, so as far as that goes, is real.

Broken hearts hurt, as do any broken oath. Broken people can hurt others with their sharp edges, too. I feel for those that suffer from breakage, and fear for those I love being hurt too. The trouble being that I think all people are broken, in some way. Everyone I know particularly well is, anyway. Including myself.

So, what’s the solution?

I try to keep my jagged side from hurting people, and likewise, try to help those I care about do the same.

I don’t mind getting some nicks and cuts along the way, if it means those I care about can be made happier, and maybe even have those broken parts coated so that they don’t hurt themselves.

I know I can do little spot-welding here and there, but can’t really fix other people. I can only help. I think that I’ve gotten a lot of my own issues worked out, drawing strength and guidance from important people in my life, too.

I don’t know where I’m going with this. Just stating what’s on my mind.

Maybe broken isn’t the right term? If we all work that way, maybe it’s more of a design flaw.

What bit of myself that needed changing has been repaired lately due to another’s help? I think compassion is it. I’m far more merciful a person than I was when I first started this journal. I’m more for easing off on punishment now, even when justice demands it. I’ve been good at consideration, but not so great at compassion.

What needs the most work right now? Heck, I don’t know…maybe developing a better focus. Better to cloud some vision and crystallize others. Perhaps a broken body currently needs more tending to than a broken mind. Maybe writing more again.