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Yup… my g: drive is just about toast. It keeps saying that it’s been removed. It could be the cable, but I doubt it as the machine hasn’t been moved very much. Next time it comes back up, I’m mirroring it over to f… I hope that it snaps back long enough to do so. Fortunately, I’ve only been using it primarily for just kazaa and temporary games.

The G: was the last remaining part from Astley’s old “gray market” machine, short of the case. It was only a matter of time. I’ll replace it with a bigger HD as a self-gift this coming holiday.

Poor Dave is banned from getting any more toy soldiers to play mage knight with me, at least for the time being…which I think is fine. We both have more than enough pieces to play a big honking battle, plus we’ve been trading amongst ourselves to our mutual benefit. (I’m not planning on getting any more myself, unless something really amazing comes out in the next expansion… like pirate ships or something.)

Little knot on my skull seems to be ok… sore to the touch, but the swelling has gone mostly down, and I don’t notice it unless I run a finger over it.

I’ve discovered that whenever ER is on, it’s always about the abandoned little Russian girl. I can’t say that I’ve ever seen any other episode, though I’ve run over this one about five times.

The Accexpo is coming soon…I thought it was thanksgiving weekend, but it looks like it’s the weekend before now. It looks like they need volunteers.. maybe I’ll take on a shift for free tickets. Security or door monitor is easy work, and you get some lovely perqs… free t-shirt and all. The gaming schedule has very little listed…the Marvel heroclix and mage knight head to head looks like the only things there that tickle my fancy, thus far.

Ok, enough lollygagging…off to work. See you later, dear journal.

Bonked my head on a branch outside, earlier. A mild bump formed, but nothing terrible.

My machine’s being downright pesky… giving it a healthy defrag and diagnostic… hopefully that’ll fix what’s wrong. Lost the HD for a bit.

it’s still pretty chunky, but it’s still limping along reasonably well…just a stick and stop sort of thing.

Macho man!

Who wants to be the leather guy for halloween! *snort*

a warm and friendly jar of apple butter

Back from the bike ride…took a few piccies, but nothing worth saving…nice to get out of the house for a little while. I guess the boat show‘s coming soon…all the richie-riches will be in town with the yachts and such. I wonder if it’d be cool to swing by the Las Olas marina for kids to go trick or treating? With those guys, you’ll probably get the *good* stuff.

Newton’s Kitten ratings are doing well..

Raining out now… came from out of nowhere. Good nappy-nap weather… go watch we come in peace cartoons, while I gaze lovingly at my sweetie and snuggle with Newt.

Update on that spiced Tofu … it was good, but not *crazy good*… maybe a 6/10. I’d make it again, but I wouldn’t go out of my way. I think I can whip something a little zippier with many of the supplies at hand.

William Christopher is 70? Who knew he was voices in the Smurfs, as well as Father Mulcahy?

Cute movie ads… Fellowship of the ring is the best of the lot.

Little known Movie factoid – In the short story that 2001: A space odyssey was based on, the Monoliths were crystal pyramids.

Little known Scotto factoid – I like a lot of science fiction, but feel that 2001 is basically plotless and highly overrated. It’s easy to assign a great depth of meaning to places there are none. I like to find shapes in clouds, too…that doesn’t mean that there really is a horsie sliding down the back of George Washington’s head.

Okie… going for a little bike travel, see what I can see on the outside… be back later, dear journal.

Glowie on left, standard on right... I think that I’ll take a night shot of the glowing one later, for better detail.Ok… I have Zombies… the game is great. Very simple to play, turns go quickly, and it’s something right out of any classic zombie movie. The figures are the same size as army men (or mage knight, sans bases) and now I have many many little glow in the dark undead shamblers. As an added rule, I think I might make the glowies a little tougher to beat than the nons.

Total count… 100 regular gray zombies, 106 glowies. (Zombies2 expansion came with six glowies… and more goodies too… I’ve not tried the expansion out yet), Very nice artwork and the pawns (figures? sculpts? whatever. the little men) are very nice… the only disappointment is that all the zombies have the same pose. Limping along, one arm outstretched…stomach has fallen out, and you can see the spinal column through the middle. Oh, heck, lemme take a picture. There, I slapped it on the left. Newt’s already fond of batting them around… but he still prefers the twist ties. Good thing, too. I have a way of distracting him from hopping on the table, and making off with play pieces.

a rerun of night of the living dead, featuring two gorgeous young lovers, just made for the screen. An additional upside of this is that now if I’d like to make a night of the living dead, I can use my custom figures of myself and my sweetie to fend off literally *hundreds* of incoming zombies. In addition, the customs are the right size to use as personal markers in the game. (Or any game really… it’d work for monopoly / candyland or whatnot too…) I can add my mage knight zombies for some variety in poses, too..

I also picked up some artillery, speaking of mage knight. I got a pack of cannons, a stone thrower, and ballista. That should make things a mite more interesting on the field, next combat with ol’ Dave. I’m thinking about painting a few of them, too… just to mix it up, and add some detail… maybe in just all black / white / gray paints, though, to keep it in theme…

In other news, I have all the ingrediants to make that tasty stir fry for supper, now. I may cheat and make it for lunch. 🙂 Also, my clicker rings finally came in the mail today!

Hitchhiking is dangerous… too dangerous. Cannibals, you know.

I’ve been described as “A huge, hulking creature, with thick drool gurgling through tremendous pearly white fangs…a thick, bristly hide of poisonous quills and razor-sharp, rotating spines, exhaling a noxious, flammable gas from dripping nostrils, and can fire a concentrated energy beam from squinky, red eyeballs.”

I don’t have rotating dorsal spines and electrical ray-gun eyeballs. I am kind of husky though, and the nose drip and eye redness is only when I hit something I’m allergic to. The Noxious, flammable gas doesn’t come from my nose, and that’s only when I have a lot of broccoli.

Dave is a go for Lost realms this morning. That’s good!

Newt’s a sweetie… i ran out of soft treats to give him, and instead just poured a few kibs into my palm for him to have. He ate them just as greedily. I think he just likes being hand-fed by his mamma.

Received a wrong number phone call this morning… I’ve had them call before. A 6:15 call wasn’t what I was wanting to start the day with, but it got me up and moving. I’m off to the quest… until later, dear journal!

continuing a headstone theme…

From earlier this year, dream of Newt at a graveyard, breaking a skellie…

Newt knocking the head off of a skeleton.

I’m going to hop into my amazing x-5 nitro-burning dyna-plunge® crust-crawler sedan, made in Austria (probably by hopping gnomes), designed for burrowing lithely through the earth and into dreamland, with my sweetie by my side. (I saw an ad for it in the back of Hammerhead Comics, right next to the one for X-ray specs:”Look at your friend’s head. Is that really the throbbing brain within?”) Hee-hee! After working all summer at the state fair’s pony-ride concession, I sent away, and six to eight weeks later, Hoo-Boy!

Off to dream Leopard-spotted dreams of comfort and rest.

Nighters, dear journal.

I’m going to write you a reality check…or would you prefer the cold, hard cash of truth? -The Tick

Wow, Wachovia lets you do things *easily*

I set up a nice checking/savings system over the web, and I got a human to call me back in about an hour to verify stuff.. it’ll be open by Tuesday for me to drop my funds into. easy as pie.

Off to a good start, unlike the lamebrains at Washington mutual. Service means something to me… service with better interest rates.. yum!

Tomorrow’s Journey…I’m going to head out at approximately 11 am for Lost realms… (the gaming store that Mark works at now) I may take Dave or the Bro with… I invited Sappho, and by extension, Riker, but I don’t think that they’re going to come along.

If by bus (should Dave not be able to go – )
Route 81 to Lauderhill Mall,
From there take the 18 North to Boca (Sandalfoot & 441)

Lost Realms – 23066 sandalfoot Drive (maybe a short walk to get to it from the stop.)

Pick up Zombies game, Zombies 2, and bag o’ glow in the dark zombies. plus maybe some terrain, craft supplies and whatever impulse buy crosses my path. Oh, and a New bus pass…this one dies on the 20th.

Here’s what I could have, if only I responded to spam sent to me today – (this is just from 5pm on, I purged my email then)

  • Get Free Shipping on any Adult Video or DVD
  • A Diet Success Story
  • End your tax problems
  • Penis Enlargment!! (spelling error included)Gain 2+ Inches GUARANTEED)
  • Add Inches! Gain 1 to 3 inches on your penis (different place… does that mean I get 3-5+ inches? that’d be unwieldy.)
  • Immediate Debt Help. Eliminate Up To 70% of…
  • Work from home, earn THOUSANDS! (I got four of these…)
  • FIXED term Mortgage at 3.25%, Never Again! (Two of these)
  • Amazing Discovery Coral Calcium

A picture of a tombstone got me to thinking….

Discovered that the only email I seem to get from Bigfoot is spam, anyway. Let it bounce, I say.

bigger tombstone, actual scribble sizebetter looking shrunkenI feel that the resized version actually helps the tombstone out… smoothes it more comfortably, and kills the jaggies.

Reflecting on the little service tunnels in the Boynton Beach mall. when they were building it, my brother and I would run around in there, and I played lazer tag (that spelling always bugged me… it’s LASER! Acronym! Light Amplification by the Stimulated Emission of Radiation! Like SCUBA, or NASA) in them with my buddies at the time. The perfect place to run and hide was underneath the escalators being built… reminds me…when I was a child, I remember having nightmares about escalators. They were in department stores, so underneath them, bathed in the green light, lived the mannequins. Where else would they live when they weren’t wearing clothes? a whole nation of subterranean naked mannequins…maybe it’s just me, but it’s still sort of scary.

I just looked at the mall food directory… the Taco Viva (yikes… whose nephew did they get to do the homepage?) I first worked at is gone. Fun times in the giant freezer, with rubber gloves full of frozen “el scorcho” sauce, set up to look like a lopped off arm… the mop dipped in hot water, and then slapped against the roof, freezing it there. I wonder which place replaced it? I didn’t know that Taco Viva, like Burger King and Miami Subs got its start in South Florida… I wonder if it’s just a local phenomenon? Weird… the first Taco Viva that ever opened was launched exactly a year and a day before I was born. I still remember the horrible Clint Eastwood “Mirage” commercials of folks lost in the desert, only to find a Viva oasis… (MM! over salted, spicy food when you’ve been trapped in thirsty heat!) When the person said “MmmM! Great taco, it all evaporated, because “he didn’t say viva…” “When you say taco, say viva” was the tagline. This is what the viva looked like, to a degree. A 3-d drawing of the old place… very strange seeing it like that, something like 17 years later. Thing is, they have far better food than Taco Bell… fresher, better portions, and serve beer with the meal in the food court. When I gamed with the Colinas, it was a regular mall staple. (Though they eventually turned me on to the much cheaper bell )Now I wonder if there are any Perkins or Lums left. (After research, Perkins, big yes, Lums… mehbeh.)

Anyhow, running around the mall after hours, whooping loudly, and laughing with the big security guard guy… what was his name? PJ? Something like that. I can’t remember but he was a nice guy, though sort of creepy because he was 30ish and seemed immature to us 16-year-old guys. A giant empty mall is the best place to play lazer tag, ever. Especially if you have two teams of about six people each.

Parting Quote from Norville “Shaggy” Rogers –

Hey, lady! Like, I thought this was America? I don’t want to live in a country where four hippies and a talking dog can’t have the freedom to catch fake ghosts with the occasional help of Phyllis Diller or the Harlem Globetrotters! That’s my America! And while you may not agree with my opinion, you’re not gonna change it!

Last but surely not least…
HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY LITTLE LEXIE LUTHOR!

If Zombies walked the earth, I’d wear a helmet.

Erica came by tonight with Bailey, so that he and Dexter could run around and play, while she caught us up on what’s new in her life… work/school/dance pretty much. She mentioned that she’s looking for an after-hours job…I don’t know how she can handle that sort of workload… you’d think that she’d like four free hours a week to rest and recover. I suspect that she’s tight for money right now, though.

Picture of Dexter And Bailey tonight, after hours

Rather cool out this morning…. quite nice, really. Tomorrow, I’m going to remember the GPS, and measure my downhill speed over the drawbridge. I suspect that I’m hitting 25ish mph there. (But I could be vastly overestimating) Note to big-breasted women with too-small bras… the “split-boobie foursome” look isn’t good. Find a top that fits, please. I worry that a too-tight brassiere is cutting off circulation, or is painful in some way.

This weekend I’m swinging by PPF to pick up a bag of 100 glow in the dark zombies, and the Zombies!!! game… a friend there is giving me an employee discount, where he’s throwing in the extra zombie-bag for free! I’ve got to make a point to send a few zombies to friends and family.

Some maintenance guys doing yard work out back… Newt’s fascinated. It’s impressive to me that he’s not frightened of the noise. I think that if he got near a blower, he’d take off, though.

A pic of newt from a few months ago... I'm thinking of submitting it to kittypix or color theory

Spiky, sporadic dreams last night… I don’t remember them too well, because I neglected to commit them to memory right as I woke. I do remember that they were pleasant for the most part, but some adrenaline in there, too.

I’m air?

Dinner tonight is maple & brown sugar oatmeal… I’m too lazy to make anything more complex than prefab oat flakes in microwaved water.

Newt wins this round… he tuckered me out, and is still batting at my wagging foot. He’s a playful little booger.

nigh nigh, dear journal.