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Ok, tomorrow through Tuesday, I do the 9-5 gig, covering for Dale. I had to today, too… because he had to swing by the school and pick up his son for medical reasons… I don’t know how serious it is yet.

I’m going to be a busy little bee, doing my own gig and his, but it’s certainly not breaking rocks at Leavenworth. It’s good that we have redundant skill sets at work, or nobody could ever take a break.

I’ve finished part C of my sweetie’s birthday present…. I think she’ll like ’em.

Lazy Man supper tonight… junky comfort food. Irradiated bean and cheese burritos, with a gentle sprinkling of tobasco…just like the kind I ate back in college.

Hey, darktrain! Moon Pies are 100 years old! To celebrate, they’re having a Moon Pies memory contest, and the grand prize is a three day / 2 night trip to Chattanooga, TN, $1000 cash, and a tour of the factory…Heck, I’d just be happy to get a T-shirt.

100 words or less… maybe I’ll enter a couple of times, with different memories. I wonder how fanciful we can get? “The Year was 1908, and this is how my Grandma said that she used moon pies to get women the vote.” or maybe “I am Zarkon, a humble and simple time-traveler. My Memory of Moon Pies takes place four hundred years in your future, from which I have just arrived. Without your magnificent confection, the world would not exist as I know it.”

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Oh, man. I had a nightmare this morning about Newtie dying… and then read all about a bunch of humans and animals dying today. Three LJ entries, another person in Maryland shot…

I feel for anyone who loses a loved one or neighbor, regardless of how many legs they walk on. I had a giant taste of grief waking up this morning, and though it left quickly, it’s a thing that’s easily recalled.

I know that this sort of thing happens every day…but I don’t think about it daily. Who could, and be sensitive and thoughtful about the whole thing?

I only hope that when those that I love depart, they go knowing that they’re loved and will be remembered with good thoughts.

Tell someone that you care for how you feel today. Even if they know, I’m sure they won’t mind being reminded. I tell my sweetheart, my brother and Newt that I love them as often as I can.

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Personal entry with the most empty eye-sockets and unusual headwear, ever!

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Frightening dreams last night. Newton (as he was as a kitten… no more than three pounds, tops) was running around the house (not any one I’ve ever lived in) and there was some sort of party going on… lots of food being prepared. Newt’s bouncing around, being generally nosy, and he touches an oven surface burner-coil with his paw. He’s okay, so I sweep him up, take him to another room and make him stay there, because I don’t want a potentially dangerous repeat performance. Somehow or another, he gets out, goes back to the oven, and gets electrocuted…I don’t know why, but he turns into a stack of steaming multicolored post-it notes. This doesn’t seem absurd in the dream… I’m stricken with grief until I wake up, and Newt’s there, snuggled close. Strange mixed feelings in that split second, of relief and confusion…. I feel good now, because I know he’s safe, sound, and not an electrocuted stack of lightly-glued paper.

Is it wrong of me to delight in a Zombie Abe Lincoln shredding the inside of his crypt… clawing his way free, in search of brains to devour? I bet my sweetie’d be quite adept at kicking zombie booty…The shotgun would take a zombie head right off. Minimum fuss.

Rustboy looks wonderful. I really dig low-budget cool-as-heck animation stuff like that.

The weather has become quite a bit cooler, overnight. Low of 73F… nice! Looks like my connection dropped at about 1am this morning. I hope my beloved remembered her jacket today!

Something I’d have done as a kid…(who am I kidding… or I’d do now) JC Penney is marketing a modified Barbie Dream House as a GI Joe “Forward Command Post.” Little boys can play house, so long as the house in question is part of an overall street-by-street urban combat scenario. (from boing boing)

More doodles…

Flying Carpet! My personal bias for flying carpets is for those that bend a little for lower back support, as shown here. Hooded Evil Cloak/bathrobe is optional.Cycling Jack O'Lanterns... I like the scary nighttime one the best.

One-eyed pirate skull... or.. Polly's revenge. Having one's eyes pecked out by birds. Owie. a monocular Viking and his ship. what's with sailors losing eyes? I think they should have protective goggles or something.
Newt wearing the cpap... not to scale... and no...he doesn't wear it.
The word of the day is sombrero. Why? It's a sombrero! It’s a cool word! Ole'!

Slightly Naughty…

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Another day gone by at work… more tech up, and only a little interference from the rubes. (It helps that Finn and Santie are out this week.) I work the Day shift on Friday, Monday, and Tuesday…Island Boy is off, doing sound work with his brother’s company for Flaming Spear, and a few other venues. Upside… I get home early for the weekend. Downside…I may have to stay late, if the monkeys at Ramada are over slow and dimwitted.

very cool house blessing/ghostbusting

Zombie factoid of the day… Night of the living dead was originally rated X.

p.s. *STAY AWAY FROM THE 30th ANNIVERSARRY EDITION* get the millennium edition. Far superior.

Zombieeeeee!

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Busy day at work… but nice. No distractions or annoying pests. I’d say I’m 3/4 done with the website…. just a matter of taking a couple of pictures with the digicam, and getting a little copy from sales.

This week is random employee vanishment week… Finn and Santie will be gone until Thursday, the island boy is taking off Friday through the following Wednesday. Sappho and Riker have postponed the Peace River trip until November, though, because the water’s risen recently. I’m still planning on taking Halloween and 11/1 off, just for the halibut.

My brother bawled out some of his friends big time, right before I got home for ditching him at 7-11. he called and left a message apologizing, in case I heard him. Sakes… he must’ve been outraged.

Dick Cheney has a scary face all the time. He needs to learn to smile for the cameras more often.

Dave showed me the Star Wars Gangsta Rap.

I’m sending positive and happy thoughts to my sweetheart tonight and tomorrow. (As always!) I got to talk to her for a while today… she’s being worked pretty hard too. I think that Wednesday will mark a comfort point for her, though, if she can squeak through tomorrow with a minimum of stress or annoyance.

Random Scotto factoid – I have a few free email addresses I never use, except to register my name in drawings or to fight Spam. If you want to send me a letter I may well never see, scotto@evildeadclowns.com is one of them. My yahoo addy is really the only one I check with any regularity.

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hmm… brother got a GPS from a shady character he knows for $20. (I really think that it’s $20 he should’ve saved for other things, but the gizmo is neat.)

I’m going to set it up for him… put some rechargeable batteries in there, set up some maps. looks like a fun toy to take on trips… maybe I can get him into geocaching. I think he’d enjoy that.

These are the ones that are local to us... maybe we can plan a little expedition for some weekend.

The general rule of thumb is, “take an item, leave an item, write in the logbook.” Some caches are themed, so make sure to read the description before going on a hunt.

this is the place I want to hit. a local park.

Off to work for now. See you later, Dear journal.

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The bookstore had a couple of really nice deals… I dashed away from there with a bag of ten, purchased for about $20. I picked up a nice collection of Edgar Allen Poe… an old one, so it’s extra neat and pre-creepified, for midnight readings of The Raven and Murders in the Rue Morgue … good to read aloud.

It was a nice enough day, though I bussed the distance rather than cycling (Mainly because I didn’t know what sort of massive book load I might be bringing home.)

Riding on the bus means… more doodles. Mousing over ’em may give you some insight as to where each drawing came from.

Someone has a peanut butter snickers fetish. On the way out today, I found my third wrapper of said candy on the ground. I wonder if it's my brother or one of my other neighbors?

Punkin! More Holiday spirit starting to show through... Same Punkin after 2 seconds of coloring. I may come back to him and add shading, or a Jack-o-lantern face, later... just for the heck of it.

When I think of October, horror and the old west... Boot Hill comes to mind. It was an old west paper and pencil RPG / wargame that I really enjoyed a lot as a kid... six-guns shooting… all sorts of old west archetypes there. I still prefer the term boot hill to graveyard. (However, I use terms like bone yard or necropolis more frequently these days)The Lady in front of me had a *huge* stack of freaky books about grays. Something like 30. I think she was going to start a freaky UFO library at her house...either that, or maybe she was buying them all up to burn 'em as a gesture of defiance.... I don't know. She was twitchy, and I didn't want to ask.

Also, the coolest T-shirt I’ve seen lately-

If you're really a goth, where were you when we sacked rome?

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Looking in my cupboard this morning… the day after getting groceries. There’s a secure feeling that comes over me, knowing that I won’t have to forage for a time. I’m very pleased at the almost comedy of wealth there.

I dreamt last night that I was told not to have any telephone communication with the dead. I got a notice on my bill for extended calls into the afterlife and that I was allowed only one hour a month to talk to the deceased. I couldn’t remember talking to any dead folks on the phone, but I paid the bill, uncontested… because I didn’t want to offend anyone dead that I’d forgotten about. I remember that he bill didn’t seem any more expensive than usual.

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if you have a aim name… (or more than one…) you’ve got 20 megs of hosty-data available to you. it’s at http://mywebpage.netscape.com/ [update, a year later – netscape no longer hosts remotely to LJ)

Example from my biglug account

http://scottobear.com/lj/archives/100602/nessie.gif
(fixed after netscape opted to not remote host here)

I still think the browser is stinky and behind the times…. but this is a nice offering from aol. I prefer it to the landfill of CD’s they send me.

Another pic or two from my Newton-bot account, test

Welcome to my wall scrawls.