Trillian’s been pesky the last couple of times I’ve tried yahooing, so I’m going back to the original on this system.

Got to spend some giggle time talking to my sweetie this morning, before work…she makes me smile, but our time was too short. Drat my having to go in! I still have an image in my head of BB with bright red boots on. I really enjoy it when we synch up. It’s my feeling that the autumn surge of creativity and wisdom will continue… My thoughts are of us together, and it makes me smile.

After I finish the belly dancer, I think the boys’ll be next. I need to trade for the pictured figure, and I think I can make a Newtie and a Blackie. Either that, or find some panther toys and paint them up, and put on a stand instead. I rather like the latter, for the serene look that they have.

possible base sculpts

Woke up early early this morning, despite hitting the sack late… dreams are forgotten with my eyes fully opening. I was back home from my constitutional and out of the shower by 9. I wonder how beat I’ll be come the end of today?

My sweetheart is well in the forefront of my mind this morning… Pleasant, loving thoughts.

got this floating all over the net… www.babynamer.com. Type your name in the right-hand side box, and then when the next page comes up, click ‘drawbacks’.

There are *no* drawbacks for Newton, though it does mention Newt as a Nickname. No Drawbacks on Prescott, but there were Drawbacks on Scott –

Scotty Potty
Scooter (I think that this one is fairly innocuous, too)
Scottie Tissues
Snot
Squirt
Scott Pot (Never seen)
Scott Tot (Dan’s Used That one)
Scotty Snotty
Slot
Scottie the Hottie (My Sweetheart’s used a variant… Not a drawback, in my opinion)
Squawty Scotty
Gotta go to the Potty Scotty
Scooter Pie
Scott Twat (That’s a new one!)

Associations:

”Scotty” is a slang term for crack cocaine.
”Beam me up, Scotty,” a catchphrase from Star Trek, refers to transporting someone as a stream of matter.

The morning Newt… featuring a nice cat-loaf variant.. the tadpole.

oh! belly-dancer fig, before modification…

hmm… coin bra? colors? so much to decide!

have to get rid of the sai, though… maybe a sword or a sash? so many decisions…

dark, grainy picture of Newt mer-ing.

Making a bed and wrestling Newt at the same time is a tricky proposition, at best. Once the bottom sheet’s down, however, it’s a good deal simpler. It’s rare that he lets me totally cover him with the comforter, but sheets seem to work ok.

He followed me into the shower again… at least until the water was turned on. He’s mastered how to hide behind the liner and mer at me as I wash. Very odd behavior.

Review of the ring: possible minor spoilers

hooray for a spare hour! I slept in, and still got up at 9:00!
back from laundry, and got some foodies for me and the striped quadruped. Now, I’m due a shower.

More entries into the moonpie contest

Danny and I brainstormed these three over the phone, in a matter of minutes.

anyone that gets wxel (pbs in Miami) night of the living dead comes on at 1O pm EST. The first, best zombie movie.

“They’re coming for you, Barbara.”

All my chores are done, except for laundry and groceries. I’ll take care of those tomorrow morning.

I’d like to run off with my sweetheart into the woods, and just camp and enjoy nature and each other for a while. We’ve both been working a lot lately. I’d also like to have easy roof access to my apartment… it’d be nice to relax up there. According to their government, the Australians are being overrun with feral camels. Take their camel, please! All of it!

Very nifty archive of WPA posters. The library of Congress online. Very keen. Sew for victory!

A yearly family development from 1977 to 2002. This is fantastic! I don’t know these people personally, but just seeing where time has taken them facially is remarkable. I’d like to do a similar yearly thing.

Chicken Dance Elmo. If there were some parents that I hated, I’d get this toy for their child… and get the kid rechargeable batteries. Now for cool toys…I saw this sea-monkey explor-a-sub at the mall a while back with Sappho and Riker after the Cyndi Lauper concert…I’m very impressed with it.

I had coffee and fresh from the oven cookies last night… along with playing army men at 2am with a buddy just about what I thought being a grown-up would be like as a kid. I forgot to mention Dave and Cathi’s costumes… they’re going as mushrooms (or people with *giant* pith-helmets on their heads, painted as mushrooms.) very nifty. Mayah is going to be a fairy-baby. I liked the spider-costume idea more, but the fairy goes well with the shrooms.

Random Breakfast cereal factoid: Cap’n Crunch’s first name is Horatio.

two more recent Newtie-cam piccies

MmMm. Just saw my sweetie off… having her touch my day like that, however briefly, makes all the difference… my day has brightened considerably.

I worked late last night, and then went to the Bohl’s to play a game of mage knight. I think the game *started* at about midnight. We played a 2000-point game…. the levitating ram army worked well against his hill giant & co but I didn’t put my tank to very good use. I’ll know better strategy for next time. I won, but only by a hair. 1110 vs. his 1026 (I think I’d have won by a greater margin if we only went to tourney time limit.)

This morning, I rode Newtie ragged. It was some good quality time with him, because I saw him very little last night, short of hitting the sack and a short series of head butts. I made up for it this morn by running him all over the house…letting him ride in the grocery-bag chariot, and helping him to hunt assorted toys. He’s officially tuckered out now.

Rolie Polie Olie was on the tube all the while, so there had to be a slight variation for Newt’s sake.

Wayyyy up high in the rootin’ tootin’ sky… is a little round planet of a really swell guy…

He’s rootin’ tootin’ Newton
Smart and soft and round….
And in the world of fur and stripes
He’s the swellest cat around!

He’s Rootin! (Rootin’)
He’s Tootin’! (Tootin’)
Hooray!

And as far as fur and stripes, he’s the swellest cat around!

Now, while he’s all knocked out, I think it’s a good time to gather my laundry, and get some chores done.

On waking up this morning, I’m feeling better. I wish it were Saturday, so I could run around and play all day, rather than go to work. Well… next Friday I can do that.

Dreamt about my sweetheart and I trick or treating. We brought the kitties with us and they had treat bags of their own, because someone said we were too big to get candy. She was dressed as a leopard and I was wearing a lion-tamer outfit. I wonder why I wasn’t dressed as a lion? Maybe it was too hot. A pith helmet, whip, and a chair.. not the Las Vegas Magician style.

Hmmm… reviewing ebay costs, the mind sifter like the one I want to get rid of is going for between $10-$20. I’ll hang on to it and try to sell it at the convention in November. I’d like to swap it for some other fun figures that I’d be more likely to use. (or even a painted version of him, and a friendly trade bait figure)

Random Scotto factoid – I really like the Dick van Dyke show. They make a great married couple, and can make me laugh without any shock-innuendo.

The Klan gets stylish, and oh, my gosh… Talk Dirty to Me – Things overheard at the STD clinic I’d like to see the whole list.

Speaking of the Klan…Google self-censors? I forget about other countries not having freedom of speech.

Note(s) to self:

1. Talk about Charlie, the jerky white-supremacist cab driver sometime soon.
2. Call and wish Grammy a Happy Birthday this weekend. (She’ll be 80) Handy rule of thumb…Grammy’s 25 years older than Mom, Mom’s 25 years older than Bro. If I can keep track of bro’s birthday in ’72, I’m set. Other Note to Self, Mom’s Birthday is a week from now.