Well, laundry’s done. I spent a little extra time there, because some lovable little 13 year old urchin decided to press all the dryers with “tumble, no heat” as they left the ‘mat. a few cranky customers after that discovery was made. What’s the real annoyance is that someone saw what was going on, and didn’t bother to tell anyone until after the fact.
Ah well, no real skin off of my back.
While I was there, I took a few pictures and generally goofed around.
Dreams of kissing her in her sleep…she gives me valentiney feelings all year long.
If you don’t use the tittle, bigfoot becomes a bigfool.
I like the look of water on grass after a storm.
I wonder sometimes how life would be if I was blind, or mute, or mildly retarded. Not for long. Playing “what if” is only good as a brief entertainment. Too long, and it gets upsetting and difficult to quit.
Monsieur Gustave… Ah, the blossoming of love, and delicious cheese pies.
Stereotypes… much fun!
The Panda running game…I have similar urges, to wander through the bamboo.
A recent BBC documentary mentioned that about once a week somewhere in the world an ocean-going ship is claimed (or nearly so) by a wall of water… Complete program summary on web site, and there is a complete transcript too. Freak Wave – blurb
The little wireline modem for my palm works like a charm. I need a trillian for it, now! (I notice msn messenger isn’t the best on the palmtop, preferring pocket pc’s… though icq, aol and yahoo are all available. for the palmtop free and easy to install. I’ve tested aim, and it works well.) Unfortunately, yahoo mail isn’t POP, so I’ll have to resort to picking it up via the blazer browser (came free with the modem!) and plinkit! is very nifty. Nice if I want to do some light surfing, check Lj, or just don’t want to carry my laptop around.
Some other teeny-tiny portals for the palm – (viewable on regular browsers, too)
My only real concern is that the modem requires an additional two AAA batteries in the back… and there’s no power meter. I’m going to have to gauge how long the rechargeables last in there.
I should recommend this for Sappho & Riker, for the “ventures outside of cell phone use areas” parts of their trips.
Nothing much changes. Here, from Google’s archives, are the top searches of 1895:
Jasmine tea and a good book this morning after playing with the Newtster. This would go good with a muffin. A pity there are no muffins nearby.
I wrote my dreams down right as I woke up, but it’s very choppy. Sweetheart and I have to go to some school basketball game at 5:30 am…My brother can’t go because he did something to the student council. It’s very cold outside, so we’re bundled in sweaters and wrapped in a shared blanket, happily dozing. There’s a vendor serving hot applesauce in ice-cream cones. Our team won, but some of the opposing players were physically hurt as a result… lots of fouls committed.
Regarding the history of war between Muslims and Christians. The coming war may not be specifically to beat back invasion, but it is kin to the battles that Vlad the impaler commanded, thus making our current plans something that Dracula might approve of. (At the time of this writing, it is unknown where the werewolves stand. I won’t presume that mummies are sympathetic to Saddam)
I didn’t realize that all seven astronauts on Columbia were of different faiths; this BeliefNet reportage does a lovely job with that.
Way cool gizmos… and a scary one and a neat start for invisibility
Random Scotto Factoid: Jackson Pollock does nothing for me. Even his early works don’t strike a chord, at all.
Random Weather Factoid – Oooh! Where’d all that sweet-smelling rain come from?
I crave falafel… falafel for two, with my sweetheart.
Getting crazy-man responses to my feelers and faxes on my voice mail, now that I’m home.. That’s a good, good thing. I have a few calls to make tomorrow regarding some prospects that might be quite nearby.
Saw my brother tonight for the first time in a couple of days… He had some trouble, but is back on track again.
Pictures –
From last Sunday, when I was out to breakfast:
This morning at the bus stop:
Whee! Live controllable Monkey Cam! Fun thing is that it’s in Japan… daylight there, while nighttime here.
Micrographia iterum examines objects of assorted sizes under a 30x microscope, then records them with the latest in Pencam technology. The result is a nifty photo, made even moreso by his discussion underneath. It’s as if he was shrunken to the size of a bumblebee and went on to make insightful commentary about everything he saw. Another reason to dig the Internet.
I want to see chain shot used in a pirate movie. Ever since I was a kid playing Wooden Ships and Iron Men… um, on researching… *they made a computer version*!! Holy Guacamole! A free BSD version for multiplayer internet…Just as well, as the other version was published in ’95/96… I imagine the game play suffered.
The Snapple web site has a collection of what they call “facts”, though “factoids” sometimes seems more accurate. #96 states that the average American will eat 35,000 cookies during his/her lifetime. Hmm… Assuming that the average American lives to be 80…that’s 437.5 cookies a year… or 1.20 (give or take a little) per day. If you include tiny little Girl Scout cookies into that equation, I’m not sure if I’m ahead of or behind the curve. I certainly try to catch up when girl scouts are selling thin mints.
What was sundered and undone
Shall be whole the two made one
By gelfling hand or else by none.
If the post limit does affect communities, I’m debating asking members of the
Networked with some possible prospects today… I’ve got a good feeling about it. Something really local would be fun. Walking to a gig is nice.
Via zoe– want an easy twenty bucks?
Here, let me link you to how…. you can claim twenty bucks from the industry that has fixed the prices on every stinkin’ cd you buy. Its a forty five million dollar settlement that forces the Record Companies to pay up to every single consumer in the US. Har.
Its completely legitimate and 43 State Attorneys were involved in the Class Action Lawsuit. It’s binding. And the labels have to pay up.
Claim your money, if you are in the US (sorry my Canadian buddies), my little peanuts. Tell em Zoe sent ya!
Speaking of Zoe, There are a lot of folks posting with less frequency lately, at least in public forums. Haven’t seen any number of who used to be regular posting-folk in a little while now. Perhaps this is just a private time for them.
Chandlerisms. Raymond Chandler is a master. I finished Farewell, My Lovely not too long ago. Full of great lines… What’s not to like about Philip Marlowe? I don’t like Elliott Gould as his voice… If getting Chandler’s stuff in audio, seek out the Old time radio versions with Dick Powell on Kazaa Lite.
I’ve got lovey thoughts on my mind… the music, and thinking about my sweetheart brings me joy. Feeling extra-bonus mushy this morning. She is truly a permanent resident in my heart.
$25 check in the mail from Grammy and Ted, along with my phone/internet bill. D’oh.
Anarchists and the fine art of torture
“A Spanish art historian has uncovered what was alleged to be the first use of modern art as a deliberate form of torture, with the discovery that mind-bending prison cells were built by anarchist artists 65 years ago during the country’s bloody civil war.”
Now, I just made a post… where did it go?
Oh! must be because I’m on the Chef cluster. Why is poor chef always the one to be picked on?
It’s really hazy out this morning … So late in the day for it. Seems like a cloud got lazy and decided on having a nap down here. Seeing as it’s now 11:24 am, and I’m still waiting for the 55, I suspect that I’ll be tardy for work. Here’s the bus now.
supplemental: 11:59 am
Snotty kid picking his face and muttering across from me on the bus. (picture added after)
Missed the 60 by inches… It left the station right as we were pulling in. Oh well, that gave me time to swing by the ATM nearby. My pocket money had dwindled to about nil.
I added a “auto-complete typing” program to the palm and it’s working out really well so far. It seems to anticipate very quickly what I’m trying to say. Teaching it new words to add to its dictionary is simple too.
7:58 pm
off to the stop once again… Now to wait for 20 minutes by street light and watch the cars go by.
Again I suspect that had I arrived a few moments sooner, perhaps I would already be on my way home. The case or not, it’s nice to be outside and breathing the night air.
8:22 pm
On the bus. Contents include : older man sleeping drunk, blond woman popping gum, myself, Spanish migrant in a ball cap (he’s a regular), driver talking to his loved one on his cellular phone, three quiet riders behind me.
Everyone I can see looks tired. There’s a faint scent of sweat… Someone worked hard today. Two teens got on, and they’re a little rowdy.
Dreamt of being in the 80s sometime, because I was shopping for buttons to put on my book bag at a Peaches Record store. Buying little one-dollar metal circles with stuff on it like “Ernie Douglas, prototype nerd”, “an insignificant speck in a ruthless universe” and “I accept tips”. I seem to recall my footsteps walking to the beat of whatever music was playing, but I can’t remember the tune. They were still selling vinyl 45s there, before the time of CDs being popular.
Hmm… Mike-o wasn’t home last night. I’ll try him again during midday. I’m sure I can reach him on his cell.
I can talk just like oddtodd.
Self-question- Do they make full-size krackel bars anymore, outside of fundraising or are they just miniatures now? Research says…. Yes!
Does putting ice in a urinal serve some purpose, aside from “this is a good place to put ice… it’ll melt here.” I wonder if it serves as some sort of deodorizer? Makes it simpler to clean? No answer found. I’ll have to ask someone in the industry.
A little drizzly until mid-evening. 76F? A little warm, considering. Funny how it’s warmer when it rains.
Year ago today – Shoo’s Birfday!, Missed the bus, fruit2O, razor dream, bull sprem thieves, bellyaching, Tsar Piccies, TV news, meatloaf quiz, wacky linkies, tron
Two Years ago – License plates, Bob Marley Movement, Vallies roll in.
Thank You latraviata for the lovely handmade card, and duchess_webb for the swell e-card!
Today at work…the normal camera overdose.
Fuzzy dreams of a trip along a winding mountain road. It seemed that the trip was as fun as the destination, but I don’t recall where we were going. Woke up to Newt dropping a rubber lizard on my forehead this morning. He’s not a big one for fetching them, though…he’ll hockey it around over the floor, and then walk away when he’s done with it. He didn’t bring it back for me to toss again, but did return to bed for snuggles.
Neato Irish Curse Generator.
Example-
English: May an infectious disease gnaw at your secret bower.
Irish: Go gcreime galar tógálach do ghrianán rúnda.
Phonetic: guh GREH-muh GAH-luhr TOE-gah-luhkh duh GHREE-uh-nawn ROON-duh.
The Super Zaxxon World Record has been broken. So has he been anywhere since 1983? How will he adapt to his new world and surroundings? Will he need to be reconditioned, and slowly released into our new society, or is he doomed to live life in a special enclosed environment for his own safety?
Random Scotto (& his Bro) Factoid: We both frequently shock people with a level of amiability and politeness. I think that’s one of the better qualities passed on to us via our parents.
A year ago – Moonflower haiku, bus rides, tulpa-folk, what do people see quiz (I like blackhellcat’s answer.), miss cleo got in trubbah, quiet apartments
Two Years Ago – Snorks vs. Smurfs, recovering from sickies, lovey-loves, butch or femme.
Discovered the palm cam works *very poorly* in low light.
Faxed my bro’s lawyer the doctor costs so that he can put the screws tighter into the lawsuit he’s working on. Good grief, I’ve been spoiled by insurance. $400 and more a toss for a month’s medicine! Criminy!
Some very positive prospects in the near future. I look forward to seeing the results of tomorrow’s events at work.
Poor little crab! This is a video taken in 6000 feet of water. An undersea robot is sawing a 3mm wide slit (1/10th of an inch … remember that width) in a pipeline. The pressure inside the pipeline is 0 psig, while the pressure outside is 2700 psi, or 1.3 tons per square inch. Then a crab comes along….
