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6845 Well, no walkabout for me anytime soon.

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Ugh, on call all weekend. Friday night through Monday morning. I hope absolutely nothing happens. Slim odds, but anything’s possible.

Mail: Good news and bad news.

Good News, got my plastic man archives.

Bad News, A gift pouch I sent out in November was just returned to me as unclaimed.(they checked on 12/3, 7/12, and 8/20. back to me it came… I wonder if they put it in the wrong box?) I’m going to have to call up, and see what I can do about reshipping it out again, and add a few more fun trinkets to the mix.

Hmm, GrayPumpkin showed me this rumor about a new Aquaman movie sounds a bit like a wet match in a dark cave. I still think Owen Wilson would make a better Iron Fist. I’m not sure who’d make a good Luke Cage.

August is flying by. It seems that I mark time with checks for rent. I hope that next weekend will be a good one for condo-questing. Speaking of which, nice house… keen view on the third pic, too. (via tarpo)

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6845 – quiet, please

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I’m trying to cast back the last time that I had true silence. It seems that there’s always some sort of din happening. Fingers clacking on keys and tiny fans whirring inside my computer, off in the distance. People talking in the office right next to mine. Street Traffic. Rain. The Air conditioner. Birds. Chairs and doors creaking. Wind Chimes, and a stray branch rubbing against the screen of my window. Telephones bells, and the faint buzz of picture tubes and electric lights. The clack and smack of bare feet on tile floors. The compressor of the fridge. Cat clucking at the window to the squirrels outside, or the scratching of paws at work in the litter box’s sand. Thunder in the distance.

I’m trying to recall the last time I heard the sounds of my body doing its job. The rush of blood pumping through the veins in my ears, or the slight click of tendon against muscle inside my neck as I turn my head. I can’t be sure of the last time I heard my stomach rumble, or my knuckles crack. The internal “squinch” of saliva production, right before opening my mouth wide enough to brush my teeth, and the “chooching” sounds that follow afterwards. The faint thunk of a seal formed when you close your eyes.

Maybe it’s because I’m craving a nap, or maybe it’s because there’s a good amount of noise and hubbub these days. I just want to hear the sounds of myself, and of loved ones nearby as I rest. There’s a very real comfort in the loud rumble of Newt’s purr while he lays at my throat or listening to breaths taken in a home that’s otherwise silent.

I can’t remember the last time that things were so quiet that my ears rung.

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6844 – Thursday, Thursday

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Big Kahuna is off to Ohio and Georgia this week, Mutt & Jeff are in Michigan. I hope it’s going to be a quiet week. I won’t be sharing an office with LH in a week.. I need the space to train techs, and quiet to to my gig properly… and she can’t work inside my bubble, either. So, she’s off to the front-office with the fax machine and binders.

just got a comment in an entry from March 2001. interesting to see all of the users that commented way back when. I don’t see most of them very often, if at all any more. funny to see all the win98 and win Me machines back then.

something in lj broke my 7/26/04 and 7/21 entries… the system reworked my image tags. I’m not crazy about that at all.

Dan didn’t seem to crazy about my insinuation that a lot of his behavior wasn’t healthy the other day. I’m more of a “moderation in all things, including moderation / do what it takes to get the job done” sort of guy, while he’s a “do the best job that you can on absolutely everything, even if it means fading out from exhaustion / ignoring any deadlines” sort. I feel both viewpoints have merit, I just value my health more than the vast majority of projects.

Archives:

1 year ago – sleep schedule, zombie game (poor thing aborted), monkey helpers, first lost child.

2 years ago– Deer Hunter, Apache, Equality/freedom Poll, Emerson, flying saucer, heroclix 200 point armies, McD hot dogs, wpoison

3 years ago – that piercing woman , lj vibe change, many links (not all work anymore)

4 years ago – Godzilla, quizzes, leftyrok added me, IMT threatens to move all operations north to Tampa, dean martin

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6843 – quickie

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That Bag lady yesterday has increased her stuff, and the amount of totes to go with. She has a walker, a shopping cart, a personal grocery cart, and a large carpetbag full of stuff. She asked me if the republican national convention had started yet.

I think I’m going to set the palm cam to 320 x 260… the double size just seems to be fat pixels.

Honey Graham Life is not very good. I’m going back to Cinnamon next time.

Woke up late… I’ll catch up later, dear journal.

Planet of the Apes as a Twilight Zone Episode I’m pretty dang impressed.

Archives:

1 year ago – got bro a Ganesh, (but I skipped the digeridoo), law and order coloring book, first day at new gig as good server king of the south, gabbed with mi Hala re: jhumkas and moonstones, and happy thoughts of working with her, Shal’weez.

2 years ago – heroclix improvised weapons, deadly toys, poemtag

3 years ago – pirate joke, selectivity, amor, warning label poll

4 years ago – aliens operate on my body, rhymes, colors, stevie

116 years ago –

A plant grows in Mexteca, Mexico, which the natives call the “herb of prophecy.” A dose of it produces sleep similar in all respects to the hypnotic state. The subject answers with closed eyes all questions that are put to him, and is completely insensible. The pathologic state brings with it a kind of prophetic gift and double sight. Furthermore he loses his will and is completely under the control of another. On returning to himself he remembers nothing of what he has done.

-Excelsior Cottager, August 25, 1888

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6841 – Travel Pix, part 3 (Deseo la última edición con cantos dorados.)

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Okay, last batch form the Saturday walkabout. I won’t be doing much this coming weekend, because I’m on call both days. I’ll settle for playing with Newtie, and watching my New DVDs that came in just last night (If I can wait that long)! Thank you again Oneyed, Sedef, and Granny! I fell strongly that my Plastic Man Archives will make it to me by then, too! Ah, comfort is truly giant monsters, plastic man, newton kitty, and spending the weekend in my jammies.

From the outside area of the swap shop – The Fairgrounds –

do ya wanna go fast-aa?

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6837 Saturday’s walkabout and etc.

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Well, I made it to the cemetery, but the office is in the midst of moving the system over to computer, so I didn’t get to drink my Arnold palmer six feet above the carcass of a famous TV dwarf. I was told to call back in a week or two, when the system is fully on-line.

I hopped back on the 40 bus, went to the Swap Shop, bought a pile of tasty veggies at the grocer-realm out front, and caught the 2pm show of the circus. I’m pleased that they don’t have that many animal acts… 99% human acts, save for the elephants. I don’t know why the caution sign mentioned horses, tigers, lions or loud explosions. Also, isn’t that caution sign considered notice?

Note almost invisible scary zombie kid at the bottom, peering at me.

Some other pictures from my trip – This entry is about signage

Signs, signs, everyhere signs.

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6837 Saturday's walkabout and etc.

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Well, I made it to the cemetery, but the office is in the midst of moving the system over to computer, so I didn’t get to drink my Arnold palmer six feet above the carcass of a famous TV dwarf. I was told to call back in a week or two, when the system is fully on-line.

I hopped back on the 40 bus, went to the Swap Shop, bought a pile of tasty veggies at the grocer-realm out front, and caught the 2pm show of the circus. I’m pleased that they don’t have that many animal acts… 99% human acts, save for the elephants. I don’t know why the caution sign mentioned horses, tigers, lions or loud explosions. Also, isn’t that caution sign considered notice?

Note almost invisible scary zombie kid at the bottom, peering at me.

Some other pictures from my trip – This entry is about signage

Signs, signs, everyhere signs.

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6836 – In that big rock candy mountain…

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Haven’t heard much from bro lately. I assume that he’s up to trouble with his band of no-goods. (or was that Noodles Romanoff?) I’m not currently stressing about it.

It seems that There isn’t as dead as I thought it might be. Another major update is coming shortly, and the world still seems to have a lot of activity. I’ve gone from living in a house there to being a squatter, just setting up wherever I decide to relogin. I haven’t spent a therebuck since the top of this year, if that. I don’t foresee needing any for the rest of my life in There.

It was H.P. Lovecraft‘s Birthday yesterday… still haven’t decided where to go on walkabout. Maybe I’ll do the cemetery thing after all. Supposedly haunted by Rocky Marciano, too.

FOREST LAWN Memorial Gardens Central
499 NW 27 Avenue
Ft. Lauderdale, FL. 33311
(954) 581-9033

If anyone cares to join me, I’ll be bringing a thermos of lemonade, a bit of pound cake, and A mix of White Zombie (it is not heresy… and I will not recant.), They Might Be Giants, and 60’s TV show themes as mp3s on the palm.

For the Record: I’m sort of in Kevin Matchstick / Silent Bob mode, sans baseball bat and overcoat.

red/white and black stripe-dyed T-shirt, long black cargo shorts, white socks, black sneakers. Hair down, 24-hour stubble on cheeks and jaw.

Blog of a guy walking form Nebraska to the East Coast. He prefers to do that rather than look for work.

Personally, I think he’s got some serious dysfunction issues, but it’s interesting to see progress. current post Looks like a lot of folks are considering him a vagrant.. people feeding him, and cops giving him a ride to jurisdictional lines. He certainly is homeless and a transient.

Speaking of which, It’s time for me to go a hikin’… until later, dear journal.

Cloak of levitation optional.

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6834 – Robot doubles, drunken bears and Halloween costumes.

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More than a little peeved that my tech on call last night (ADP) lacked the skill or interest in calling tech support over a computer issue last night. If she’s not careful, her hours will drop to one night a week, or less. For whatever reason, she lacks the ability to follow procedures written down for her.

Creepy thing about Kal-El . Robot Doubles

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6833- Don’t bother to burn an X in my head, I’m already dead.

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Called in sick today- I’m totally wiped out.

If they need anything urgent, I can launch it remotely… the rest of my time is going to be spent in or around bed.

Some evil Aztec sorcerer is messing with my digestive tract, and is drying out my skin. Or maybe it’s a side effect of Disney World’s weather control device used to relocate Charley.

I wonder if it’s true that prehistoric burial involved putting a corpse in the ground so that it could be reborn, like a plant, or if it was just a method of cleanup… having bodies just laying around can’t be terribly sanitary.

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