I have visions of sugarplums dancing in my head… either that or it’s a twitching, lemon-sized brain tumor.

Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music.
—George Carlin

Even though times are a bit stressful, and very busy, I count my blessings and am happy for them. I’m thankful for the stuff in my life that make those times bearable. There are so many intangibles that make waking up in the morning a worthwhile time. I’m very lucky to have the sweetheart I do, the brother I do, and Newt. That’s three reasons right there to be happy, even better than the fact that I have a roof over my head, food in my belly, and work doesn’t involve doing something any less seemly than database manipulation. 🙂

Morning walkies almost always helps to put me in a good mood. Long strides and a comfortable atmosphere sets a nice start to a positive day. I have a song running through my head, but I’ll be darned what the tune is. Feels like some kind of incedental music between “Otis’s Theme” from the Superman Movie and “Back from commercial / overview” from Gilligan’s Island. If it’s still in my mind, I’ll try and write out the notation tonight. (It’s been a long time since I’ve looked at sheet music, let alone wrote any down… could be a nice distraction.) It seems unique, but flows naturally. Do I have a soundtrack?

I will welcome the weekend when it comes… payday Friday, going to do a little shopping on Saturday, get a few tidbits taken care of here and there… (hopefully get my own holiday prezzie too.. the digicam I’ve been waiting on for ages) and get started on my holiday cards in earnest. (I know, I’m a slowpoke… but they should arrive the week before Christmas, so it’s all good.) I’m also thinking of doing some sort of charity thing for the holidays, but I’m not too clear on that yet.

Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music.
—George Carlin

Even though times are a bit stressful, and very busy, I count my blessings and am happy for them. I’m thankful for the stuff in my life that make those times bearable. There are so many intangibles that make waking up in the morning a worthwhile time. I’m very lucky to have the sweetheart I do, the brother I do, and Newt. That’s three reasons right there to be happy, even better than the fact that I have a roof over my head, food in my belly, and work doesn’t involve doing something any less seemly than database manipulation. 🙂

Morning walkies almost always helps to put me in a good mood. Long strides and a comfortable atmosphere sets a nice start to a positive day. I have a song running through my head, but I’ll be darned what the tune is. Feels like some kind of incedental music between “Otis’s Theme” from the Superman Movie and “Back from commercial / overview” from Gilligan’s Island. If it’s still in my mind, I’ll try and write out the notation tonight. (It’s been a long time since I’ve looked at sheet music, let alone wrote any down… could be a nice distraction.) It seems unique, but flows naturally. Do I have a soundtrack?

I will welcome the weekend when it comes… payday Friday, going to do a little shopping on Saturday, get a few tidbits taken care of here and there… (hopefully get my own holiday prezzie too.. the digicam I’ve been waiting on for ages) and get started on my holiday cards in earnest. (I know, I’m a slowpoke… but they should arrive the week before Christmas, so it’s all good.) I’m also thinking of doing some sort of charity thing for the holidays, but I’m not too clear on that yet.

NPR reports that, after going a few rounds with the suit, Yogi is in “stable” condition at Wonderland Zoo Hospital.

“It was horrible,” stated witness Boo-Boo: “Yogi and I were just minding our own business when we saw a picnic basket lying in the middle of the path. I thought it was another trap from the Ranger, but Yogi just dived in, and this suit came out of nowhere to beat poor Yogi up.

“I’m feeling betrayed by the government. Isn’t this federal land?”

However, the Ranger, who has been trying to get Yogi and Boo-Boo declared a “terrorist organization” for years, lit a havana cigar, smiled, and had no comment.

Cindy Lou (The girl bear they introduced to avoid any homosexual connotations between an older and younger bear in a kids cartoon) was unavailable for comment.

At Wonderland Zoo, Hair Bear was said to be “understandibly upset.” However, according to a source who spoke on terms of anonymity, Hair Bear is so “out of his head on chronic” that he still thinks The Greatful Dead is touring.

ref: – http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=16928243&nc=3

gambol (GAM-buhl),
intransitive verb: To dance and skip about in play; to frolic.
noun: A skipping or leaping about in frolic.

I’ve been told dolphins like to gambol in the waves in these waters, and that sighting them brings good luck. –Barbara Kingsolver, “Where the Map Stopped,”

Gambol, earlier gambolde or gambalde, comes from Medieval French gambade, “a leaping or skipping,” from Late Latin gamba, “hock (of a horse), leg,” from Greek kampe, “a joint or bend.”

heteronym (HET-uhr-uh-nim) noun

A word that has the same spelling as another word but with a different
pronunciation and meaning.

In the following poem, each end-word is heteronymic:

Listen, readers, toward me bow.
Be friendly; do not draw the bow.
Please don’t try to start a row.
Sit peacefully, all in a row.
Don’t act like a big, fat sow.
Do not the seeds of discord sow.

In a pure heteronymic pair, the two words must be etymologically unrelated, as in bass, buffet, deserts, dove, entrance, lead, moped, unionized, wind, and wound.

gambol (GAM-buhl),
intransitive verb: To dance and skip about in play; to frolic.
noun: A skipping or leaping about in frolic.

I’ve been told dolphins like to gambol in the waves in these waters, and that sighting them brings good luck. –Barbara Kingsolver, “Where the Map Stopped,”

Gambol, earlier gambolde or gambalde, comes from Medieval French gambade, “a leaping or skipping,” from Late Latin gamba, “hock (of a horse), leg,” from Greek kampe, “a joint or bend.”

heteronym (HET-uhr-uh-nim) noun

A word that has the same spelling as another word but with a different
pronunciation and meaning.

In the following poem, each end-word is heteronymic:

Listen, readers, toward me bow.
Be friendly; do not draw the bow.
Please don’t try to start a row.
Sit peacefully, all in a row.
Don’t act like a big, fat sow.
Do not the seeds of discord sow.

In a pure heteronymic pair, the two words must be etymologically unrelated, as in bass, buffet, deserts, dove, entrance, lead, moped, unionized, wind, and wound.

update.. Short version… BEAR WINS SUIT LOSES!! WHEE!

radio interview with Troy Hurtubise about the test conducted yesterday with the kodiak bear.

People with RealAudio can hear it at http://www.radio.cbc.ca/cbcradio.ram

The faint constellation Cetus, the Sea Monster, is now visible in the southern evening sky. In Greek legend, Cetus was the creature that was about to eat Andromeda when Perseus vanquished it. To early Christians, Cetus represented the whale that swallowed Jonah.

fun stuff you can find on http://www.accuweather.com/ … I swear, the meteorology sites lately are really nifty!

Phew!!

Massive workies going on… I’m glad they’ve finally chilled to a dull throb… it feels good, though, meeting the challenges, and making things work, even when the client is insane (in da membrane, even). Got all the bits and pieces to run together smoothly, and I’m really digging the result. I’m glad I could touch base with my sweetheart today, even if it was only briefly. 🙂 I’m also glad that she’ll be getting rain soon… Nothing like a nice rain to soothe the soul… water hitting glass tonight.

It’ll be nice to unwind a bit tonight… get comfy.

Google has a vaguely disturbing graphic today, for the Nobel Prize.

Well, it’s good of the dove to bring some food to hungry baby prize… But what does it mean? “Feed philanthropist explosives-experts day?”

Jihad vs McWorld – interesting reading.
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It explores the conflict between tribalism and globalism, and comes to the dangerous conclusion that both opposing principles threaten freedom and democracy. The Middle Way shines through the bones of the battlefield once again…

Semen Popsicle + Swedish Lesbians = Child Support
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A court in Sweden has ruled that a man who donated sperm for artificial insemination, enabling a lesbian couple to have three children, must pay child support after the two women separated, a Swedish newspaper reported on Sunday.

18.5 Million To Insure Every Kid Can Access Porn
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Pride over a deal to provide laptop computers to every high school student in a suburban district has turned to embarrassment after dozens of youngsters were found to have downloaded hard-core pornography. Graphic sexual images have been deleted from many of the Apple iBooks that were issued to Henrico County’s 11,800 high school students in Virginia this year. When the $18.5 million, four-year deal to lease the computers was announced last spring, Superintendent Mark A. Edwards said it would provide a “vibrant, engaged-type of learning that will enhance the learning process.”

“We have given them adult equipment — tools. We have given them to kids who are using them as toys. We’re passing it down the line to kids who aren’t quite ready to use it and they’re going ape.”

Man Addicted to Stalking QVC Personalities
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A Phoenix man convicted three years ago of stalking hosts of the QVC home shopping channel was arrested after he showed up at the New Jersey home of another of the channel’s personalities. Phillip Young, 52, was charged with criminal attempted trespass and harassment and held without bail Friday. He was also ordered to undergo a psychological evaluation.

autochthonous aw-TOCK-thuh-nuhs, adjective:
1. Aboriginal; indigenous; native.
2. Formed or originating in the place where found.

Autochthonous derives from Greek autochthon, “of or from the earth or land itself,” from auto-, “self” + chthon, “earth.” One that is autochthonous is an autochthon (pronounced aw-TOCK-thuhn).

from – http://bohletinboard.com/index.htm

At long last, here’s some piccies of Mayah! 🙂 Cathi & Dave will be wonderful parents. 🙂 2 weeks down!