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After reading this, I got a great idea: let’s start sending copies of Fahrenheit 451 to Penryn, PA, Fire Police Capt. Robert Fichthorn. I doubt he’ll get the hint, but I think it’d be amusing anyway.
This is one of my favorite parts of the path I walk on around the airport… lots of shade trees, and low traffic in the morning, and it feels very peaceful. Sort of funny are the miniature roadsigns. I was (still am, to a lesser degree) in a silly mood, and had a nice meander around the air-park. There were a couple roller-mommies out there today. ladies on rollerblades, pushing strollers on bike-tire tripods for the kiddies to cruise in. Thos things are neat! I hope to get a picture of one soon. (they move at a good clip compared to my speed-walking… easier to see them coming… hard to stop one and ask permission though. I didn’t feel too bad aobut taking the guy’s picture below as it was a parting shot and not really the focal point. I’m going to have to start remembering sunglasses and the ball-cap for walkies again… the sun was strong today.
Work today is being a chore. Fortunately Dexter the puppy is here to make things more fun… pic of him when I get home. Duty calls, I have to make this Broward county data filter by 5. nothing like waiting until the last minute. Wanna see? Cut to spare friend lists
Never know how much I love you, never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me, I get a fever that’s so hard to bear
You give me fever – when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever – in the the morning, fever all through the night
Sun lights up the daytime, moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name, and you know I’m gonna treat you right
You give me fever – when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever – in the the morning, fever all through the night
Everybody’s got the fever, that is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing, fever started long ago
Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her, he said “Julie baby you’re my flame”
Thou givest fever, when we kisseth, fever with thy flaming youth
Fever – I’m afire, fever yea I burn forsooth
Captain Smith and Pocahontas had a very mad affair
When her Daddy tried to kill him, she said “Daddy-O don’t you dare”
Give me fever – with his kisses, fever when he holds me tight
Fever – I’m his Missus, Oh daddy won’t you treat him right
Now you’ve listened to my story, here’s the point I have made:
Chicks were born to give you fever, be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever – when you kiss them, fever if you live and learn
Fever – till you sizzle, what a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
Goooood to be home. I *really* didn’t want to be there today… nap and wrap urge was very strong. Speaking of very strong, there was something stinky outside my door… what was that?
Note to self, make sure my backup knows how to do certs and some more of the misc stuff before I go home tomorrow.
Pleasantly surprised that Diana didn’t really get uppity with me beyond her normal range. I was on alert status and didn’t have to deal with any real trouble.
also, via a nifty moon site. (warning, sound, but you can disable it)
$5.75 ain’t much. $5.75/hour X 40 hours/week X 52 weeks/year = $11,960. that’s before taxes are taken out. some people said it was disrespectful for me to take a job at mcdonalds — i didn’t need the money, and they thought that i was making fun of people that work there. the opposite is true: i gained a bucket of respect for people that bust their butt for such low pay. it’s one thing to scan past stats about americans that make $12,000 per year — or read about them in the paper. but, to actually work a tough fry-heaving, mcnugget-wielding 6-hour shift — and get home smelling like those fries and mcnuggets — and realize that you only made about $30 that day… that’s a serious eye-opener. interpret as you see fit.
$5.75 ain’t much. $5.75/hour X 40 hours/week X 52 weeks/year = $11,960. that’s before taxes are taken out. some people said it was disrespectful for me to take a job at mcdonalds — i didn’t need the money, and they thought that i was making fun of people that work there. the opposite is true: i gained a bucket of respect for people that bust their butt for such low pay. it’s one thing to scan past stats about americans that make $12,000 per year — or read about them in the paper. but, to actually work a tough fry-heaving, mcnugget-wielding 6-hour shift — and get home smelling like those fries and mcnuggets — and realize that you only made about $30 that day… that’s a serious eye-opener. interpret as you see fit.
Hey neato! Snap Club! a place for folks to post little piccies here and there. very interesting to snoopy scotto.
Thanks to for pointing me to it. How neat!
Ok, back to some text.
Next Monday is officially Danny Day. We’re going to get together for breakfast, and just have fun tooling around for a bit. It will be my job to keep the spirits chipper, as he’s suffering from teacher burnout. I think a visit to Dave & Buster’s, and maybe a long conversation over coffee at Barnie’s is in order. Maybe some more wargaming. It’ll be a nice fun day to start the week off. I still don’t know which day little brother has off next week. I hope it’s not Monday.
Heh… there was a time when I would become actively engaged by the Dave Sim/Alan Moore debate, but now, it’s just sort of silly. fascinating reading from a nostalgic point of view, though. The sniping is sharp.
