1/20/03 8:26 pm

lets see if the client is working…

I scolded my brother today. He keeps putting off a meeting that will be ultimately beneficial. I told him that five postponements are too many, and that he should either cancel or just go to the thing. He agreed, and isn’t going to back out at the last minute today. I hope that his time spent is productive, and that he’s not soured on future meetings (if they’re needed). I’m glad that he understands that I wasn’t picking on him.

Working today… It seems that about half the people I know are. Maybe that 50-50 percentage is high, but there are lots of federal / teacher / etc folks on that list.

A year ago today – walkies, coloring book fairy, waterlog ear, some dead links and some live ones, brianlee quit (he’s since come back.. yay!), full moon birth, good dreams.

Two years ago – Iron Man, brain eating, thinking about my dad, smitten (still am. 🙂 ) First experience with a good LJ client, Fred the enema cat.

Yikes… my cupboard was bare, and I mean *bare*. Bro’s been digging into the rations. Back from the grocer, and am fully-stocked again. I picked up some extra, to cover for the extra wandering nibbler.

Girl scouts cornered me, so I was obligated to buy a box of cookies outside of my usual source. (Bonbon at work is well known for having some sort of profit=raising foodstuff sale at most times of the year)

Garlic-veggie burgers on Rye toast with broccoli and cheese and some Cim-nim applesauce for dessert. Yummy-yum.

[update: – bro came over and had a mandarin orange yogurt and some cereal.]

Brother swapped into a mp3 player, and he doesn’t even have a computer with a usb port. I guess I’ll be his music linker for a while, until he gets a system of his own. (I’ll burn his mp3s to multisession cd, so I won’t have to waste HD space. I like that it’s rechargeable.

I put Red Hot Chili Peppers, Primus, Jimi Hendrix, Concrete Blonde and Smashing Pumpkins in there now… I think he’ll dig that mix.

From Essays After Montaigne

Who understand what language birds expresse,
By their owne than beasts-livers knowing lesse,
They may be heard, not hearkned to, I guesse.

I know how to use consummate v’s.

last week’s seeing a mounted policeman caused me to find this new addition to

Kartoo.com is a visually nifty search index. I reccomend going to options, and turning on all the search engines.

video game character quiz

Australian miner frames father’s tattooed skin
I can’t resist mentioning a verse from the song “Tie Me Kangaroo Down”

Tan me hide when I’m dead, Fred
Tan me hide when I’m dead
So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde
And it’s hanging there on the shed

Doctors in trouble for not giving man cervical smear Highlights

The firefly’s flame
Is something for which science has no name
I can think of nothing eerier
Than flying around with an unidentified glow on a
person’s posteerier.

Start clock – 10:15pm

Random word – scintillate

Hm…

When I think of the word scintillate, I see stars. That’s what twinkling stars in the sky do, because of our atmosphere. When I was younger, I thought distant stars scintillated because they were burning unevenly, like bonfires. I understand now that different thicknesses and movements of our atmosphere causes the effect, and that out in space, they burn with a steady light. That seems sort of less lively. Like Christmas lights that never blink. Still pretty, but so static. I prefer stars that look like little bits of dust, hanging in a sunbeam…turning and varying in brightness from spotlight clarity to nearly invisible.

Sometimes when I look at the sky, I try to spot the satellites… it’s pretty easy to pick out a good five or six in an hour on a dark night. They come and go on pretty even schedules… different trends can help you guess what they’re about. If they’re traveling west to east, (I don’t think I’ve ever seen one traveling east to west… maybe something to do with the way we spin?) it’s probably a civilian satellite, and military surveillance usually go north to south (or south to north).

I haven’t seen fireflies for what seems like ages. They filled my back yard in Boynton on summer nights, flickering and hanging in space in such a weird way, I was usually stunned into watching them for as long as I could. All sorts of colors… mostly a pale greenish-yellow, but I remember some that were a bright blue and vivid green. I think we got so many because of the nearby canal…Perhaps when next summer comes; I’ll spot some in Lauderdale, on the Riverwalk. You could walk through the back yard and be surrounded by them, all blinking at different rates, some flashing rapidly, others just glowing, sitting tight on the leafs of the nearby trees. We didn’t often catch them and put them in jars… if we did, they’d only be kept for an hour or two, and then let go before we had to go to bed. I wanted to find out what they ate, so I could have a living night-light in my room.

End clock – 10:20 pm

Burning a candle for my sweetie…. thinking good thoughts. I adore her.

Sappho gave me a nice compliment today… said that I should have a talk show or write full-time. I’d like to…A pity that writing doesn’t pay very well, unless you’ve got a real market for it. You can put together a piece of software or a web page much more rapidly, and get paid more for it.

It’s supposed to drop to the 30s tonight, with wind chill! Woo! I may turn on the little box-heater yet!

Something smells really good in here. Something sweet, but clean. What is that?

It was Kitty Day at work… Jinx and Felix are getting big!

pictures of cats

They Wait below….

silly paranoid analysis to scare folks

What’s your Inner European?
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Oh, of course I am! (Beware of quizilla popups!)

In honor of such, Welcome to Bavaria!

“A most splendid country, brilliantly charming, wealthy in forests, plentiful in wine, rich in iron, gold, silver and purple; the men tall and powerful, but good-natured and hardworking; the land blessed with rivers, with cattle and herds thick as grass; even the mountains are fruitful and ready for pasture; good herbs abound; the woods teem with deer, elk and auerochs, with chamoix and ibex, and game of every kind.”

– Bishop Arbeo of Freising, around the 8th century A.D.

I come from Old Bavarian Stock…though I’d like to claim some Franc blood. (I also accept that I have a few Swabian tendencies, but not many… more thrift than understatement.) The Sudatenland Kids…They’re too new to be part of my gene pool.

Hmm… Ana Rubin has a job at the local gallery. I should swing by there and see what’s up. I bet she’s digging the work there. I’d like to see what they’re having her do. She’s been in town since before Christmas and still haven’t had a chance to say howdy.

Speaking of Anas, I noticed that Ms. Voog isn’t using the orange she had on her lj for the longest time. What ever happened with sleep station?

Are Hershey’s kisses called besos in Spanish too? Hmm.. Nope. “Kisses de Hershey”. The Kissmobile is cool, though. Not as cool s the Coolest food-vehicle… The Weinermobile. I’m partial to the 1958 version.

Want to Drive a weinermobile for a living? Wanna Drive the Kissmobile? (You need to be bilingual!)

A year ago – Trimaris, school dream, little suck-a-thumb, James Earl Jones gets called James Earl Ray (Whoops!), Immigrant song, band name poll, Sasha and Misha move away, some silly linkies.

Two years ago – Analog never did print it, Bilbo’s Guide to life, textbooks responsible for stupid teens.

(Cartoon as if photo taken from Soap watching woman’s perspective)

Productive, though time-consuming doctor trip.

Depending on how things go in the coming months, I may not need my CPAP any more, and my back situation is looking quite promising for a solution there, too. Some surgical decisions to be made.

They’re thinking about reworking to Celebrex from Prednisone in the meantime…works for me, I don’t like having narcotics like percoset, and steroids are only a short term fix. I have to call the doctor’s office tomorrow, so the insurance can get moving.

Cool thing about my new doctor’s office… two blocks away, uncrowded, and there’s a flock of red-headed green parrots that was right outside, more vibrant, unlike the all green ones by my old place in Pompano. Nests, example head shot
a pair of images taken

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix will be released June 21, 2003. It is clocking in at 255,000 words.

In comparison, the King James Version of The Bible is 181,000 words.

I wonder if she needs a good editor… also if she took too long and has lost much of her bandwagon?