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nice chat with my sweetheart… Saxon thoughts and lots of reflection. I like when ideas provoke deeper thought.

I got my ebay auction today, but he forgot one of the parts.. I emailed him, and he’s sending it along presently… jinkies. well, at least the rest is here.

I had a relaxing lay-down… played the recorder for a bit and had some dreamy thoughts… in a little bit, I’m going to go over to my bro’s and we’re going to have a little gab. He wants to help clear the cobs… he kicked out his roomie today. (no point in having one, if they guy can’t pay his rent) I think that after clearing the air, we’re going to have cookies and play some heroclix. Good for what ails ya.

Work looks like the social-boat is going to be rocking the next few weeks… We promoted Hoi to the head of the mail shop… something he deserves. He has the ability to be seven places at once, so more power to him.

It looks like tomorrow night’s “movie in the park” is Monty Python & The Holy Grail. It’s free, so I think that’ll be a nice thing to take the bro to go see… we can pick up some slurpees and hang out. Maybe we can launch a little early and catch a bite of din din, too.

Shows coming up… All look good! if you look on my bio-page.. the sun sentinel cam. the thing that looks like a potato chip is where it’s showing.

Saturday, September 28, 8pm THE MASK OF ZORRO
Saturday, October 26, 7:00pm MEN IN BLACK
Saturday, November 23, 7:00pm INDIANA JONES:THE LAST CRUSADE
Saturday, December 21, 7:00pm MIRACLE ON 34th STREET

The Maroone Moonlight Movie is free and presented at the DDA Plaza in downtown Fort Lauderdale (southeast corner of Andrews Avenue & Las Olas Boulevard. Bring your blanket, beach chair or sit on the risers in the band shell. Your welcomed to bring your own cooler…but drinks and snacks will also be on sale each month by a different non-profit civic group. For further information call 954-525-FILM.

Anyone who wants to come, and look for a big hairy hippie and his brother is welcome!

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Well, Kev’s sis will be in ICU for a few more days, but she seems to be doing well. I’m making up a goodie bag for her now, so Kev can take it to her tomorrow.

Let’s see. A Few Tick Comic Books…Copy of the Dangerous lives of altar boys, and Nightmare of Ecstasy… (Ed wood Bio.) I think that’ll keep her happy for a little while.

No foodie-goodies for her… on an IV, and only allowed shaved ice to suck on. When she gets out, we’ll have to get her a tasty can or three of Hawaiian punch.

Looks like a colostomy bag for a few months, but it’s better than having it for life. I don’t imagine she’s taking it too well… she’s pretty sensitive. I really can’t visit until she’s out of ICU.

In other news… Apartment cleaned, and I have groceries for the week. Brother has asthma pretty bad, so he’s chilling out today.

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restoring from a note to my sweetie, midday.

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From about 1 to 6 today my sense of time had stopped functioning properly.

Minutes seemed like hours. I kept getting a bad case of the nods, blinking off into Russian sleep and then finding myself looking at a clock, only to discover I’d only been out of it for a moment or two.

I drifted back and forth to being able to hardly keep my eyes open… my body was feeling like a limp dishrag… and my mind, (while firing solidly at code) continued to wander or settle places in the darker recesses of my cranium.

I think that they’re all symptoms of being overtired. Upside, I didn’t feel crabby, though I was rather numbskulled for a while…maybe that’s not the right term. My mind was sharp, but scattered. Thought confetti filled a lot of the cracks.

I feel that the bike ride is what really woke me up. I was a member of the walking dead for a while there.

Some dinner will set me back to totally right.

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So sleepy! Not really into writing much today… fox hidden camera was mediocre tonight… not as much dark humor, just tricky situations.

I don’t know what knocked me out, but it’s something. I imagine I’ll be up after having a two hour sleep. We’ll see how it goes… more old west reading before bed… nice time with the sweetie, a quiet night at home making naughty jokes and awwing at animals on tv.

Nighters for now, dear journal.

but first, a moment of Baron von Bludd.

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silly spam… why would *I*, the jolly green giant want human growth hormone?

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Found out today that my accumulated sick time doesn’t accumulate. my 99.9123 hours left has been nullified, and I lost 3 days of my vacation time as a result. what it boils down to is that they stole over two weeks of paid time off from me, in case I have to do any hospital time. Also, they’ve told me that I have to use my vacation time before next June, because it no longer accumulates too, it resets.

I’m going to see if they can give me my 240 hours of vacation partially in pay, then… because there’s no way that I’ll just throw money away… or, if they like, I’ll just take a week off every month for the next six months. Somehow, I don’t think that they’ll let that happen. Same thing happened to Kev, and he’s got more time built up than I do!

After all is said and done, from now on I’ll get three personal days, three weeks vacation, and three sick days a year. Since I’m salaried, they don’t count any day that I’m in for at least four hours off of my time…. so I foresee a lot of 2-6 workdays in my future, too. ; P

I bet my dad would’ve made one of these for me as a kid.

Dang. Scientists in Australia are testing a new jet (called a scramjet) that may allow air travel at eight times the speed of sound. That would theoretically allow you travel around the world in about 5 hours.

Coming soon: New hackable kids toys. Can you imagine hacking the Instant Messaging stream and making the toys swear? Or saying things like “There’s a monster in your closet. I saw it. I’m your pal.” Oh, I can see so many cool and evil uses for those.

You thought telemarketers are annoying? How about commuter-quizzers? – Motorists on a busy interstate were flagged down at random to participate in a marketing survey about attitudes on a proposed high-speed railway to be built along the highway. Needless to say many of those “selected” were rather off-put by the tactics of the marketing company, and quite a few expressed their doubts about the legality of the operation.

Misc keywords that linked to my site, lately-

  • Dogpile belushi a lot of donuts little chocolate donuts
  • AltaVista baloo
  • Google leopard print desktop wallpaper
  • Google mexican spanish dictonary software
  • Google thermasilk commercials
  • Yahoo private posted sex thumbnails
  • Yahoo menses period pics
  • Yahoo guy surfing peg leg picture
  • Google comic books were stored in a cedar chest
  • Yahoo pics of mares in estrus
  • Google juego de la oca -television -tv
  • Google scottobear (hey! neat!)
  • Google scottobear newt (yay!)
  • Google sasquatch call sound bfro video
  • Google smoking monkeys vending machines

I’ve got nice pot of earl gray tea.

I’m going to hit the sack fairly early tonight… catch up with my battery charging. I’m going to read a little bit before bed, though. I hope that tonight I get a full line of snooze in.

Nighty night, dear journal.

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I wonder if wookies smell as much like camels as they sound.

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a variant on the traveling garden gnome… ed grimley journeys the world. Nicely done, I must say.

I didn’t know peter gabriel was bald! he’s still got cool musical super-powers, even with lex luthor’s haircut.

This claims to alter the taste of semen! hmm… there’s a version for women too. weird. Men become apple flavored, and women soft citrus. I have no response to that.

Whoops! Bro just called.. He wants to ride up to the beach before it gets too hot. See you in a few, dear journal!

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Have to go to a follow-up from the lab at the doc’s this morning… I foresee a long wait and then a “you’re good… move on”

Burn up my morning, but better to be safe than for something weird to come up.

Wish me luck, dear journal.

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Exciting, sexual, emotional dreams last night… Very erotic and pleasant…I woke up a-tingle, with my sweetheart’s name on my lips. I wrote more about it in my dream log… I’ll transcribe it for private reading later today.

Somehow or another, the computer turned off last night… very odd. was there a power outage? I didn’t hear the ups chirp.

I’m vain enough to notice that I’m getting more gray in my beard… but not so vain that I mind. I must’ve been on testosterone overdrive this weekend, because my face furred up fast…it was like mowing the yard after a week of summer rain.

I’ve currently got no real complaints… I could certainly bitch about a few things, but nothing so major that it bears talking about. I think that’s a good place to be. I like to count my blessings regularly. Those that I love know it. (I feel that Newt understands, even though English isn’t his strong suit.)

Scotto factoid time. Is it? Sure, why not?

I go through cycles of sound. Some periods, I need to have something going in the background… soft music, television, the whir of the A/C… If I can hear myself breathing, then it becomes a distraction.

Other times, I want it so quiet that I can hear the blood pump in my body while at rest. I like to lay awake at night, with my ear pressed against a bicep, or Newton’s side, and just listening to things happening inside…the creak of a tendon, squish of blood being pushed through a vein, or in Newton’s case… hear his tummy digesting a midnight snack or purring like a lawnmower. It’s also fun to hear him eat.

When I smell ozone, I think that I can fly. I have no idea why that is, but I feel simultaneously energized and relaxed by the stuff.

Before Newton, there were times when I’d gone an entire weekend without speaking a single word aloud. I wonder if I was trapped on a desert island on my own, how long my silence would rule. I think I’d end up “singing in the shower”, if there was a warm waterfall nearby, but might not speak much outside of that.

I’m really impressed by Charlotte Church lately… she’s got an amazing talent.

Time for me to move… see you later, dear journal!

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One of my bro’s sponsors (viper fins) renewed him…now he needs a boogie board sponsor again, maybe tundra?

This morning I dropped my old apartment keys to the landlord there…getting the full security back by this weekend…. “the check is in the mail”. $525.. That’s like found money. I was expecting her to write me a check when I got there, it was pretty much implied… but she claimed that her checkbook was at home, and that I could come by tomorrow and get it, or have her mail it. I asked her to please mail it, so I wouldn’t have to drive out of my way again.

I’m giving it by Saturday to make it to my hot little hands, before I start checking on it more intensely.

This bicycling deal is working out surprisingly well for my upper-body strength…I can feel it in my arms already. Enforced posture is a good thing.

I went by the police station today, and registered my bike… I now have a little red sticker with an ID number and state of Florida logo embossed in reflective white just above my tail light. I also discovered the serial number for my bike is visible only if you flip the thing upside down.

Now I have to put some other stickers on there… maybe that “hand caught in chain” crush hazard by the gears. 🙂

Got the meeting with bonbon worked out… I imagine more project requests will come from her in the near future… putting it off “indefinitely” until it has all the parts she wants.

Tomorrow is a visit to the doc’s .. follow-up on my back, and general checkup. I have a good feeling about that.

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welp, I got my bike… it’s a nice, comfy 7-speed (the picture shows blue, but I got a silver one), with lights in the front and back… it should last me some years. I have to go register it at the police station on monday, even though I got a nice solid lock for it, too.

I made a boo-boo, and left my chatties online while I was gone… missed seeing my sweetie… I hope to catch her later today!

I’m going to hop in the shower, and then be back, dear journal.

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Of the songs I’ve heard the grim reaper sing, I like this one the best –

I’m a kitty cat
I wear a bowl of peanuts
for a hat!
If I eat them all,
I will get fat
blah blah blah, I’m a kitty cat!

my alyssum has already started peeking little baby leaves on the east side of the house! got to love this Florida weather!

Newt and I just played a quick round of bearskin rug vs. tigerskin rug. Newt won, the slacker.

I would like a slice of ice cream cake, or perhaps an ice cream sandwich. something cool, creamy and with chocolate bits… or some pocky.

I don’t think I’ve ever met someone that actively dislikes the Beatles. The only people I can imagine doing so are surly teens trying to sound anti-establishment or something.

My current discovery on internet radio – Pirates Choice – Orchestra Baobab Pretty spiffy stuff…if you like African/Cuban hybrid music sung in French. The stuff you’d have playing in the background of a spy novel set in South Miami. I dig it ok. Most of the tracks are available on Kazaa, or have a listen on the Amazon link there if you have real player.

I forgot to mention, I got a drink of Gatorade at the shell station across from the ‘mat, and they were selling little Lego race cars there for $1. Pretty nifty little toy, and a nice trinket of happiness to share with my striped roommate.

Do I have to return to work tomorrow? Did I really have 4 days off? Apparently the answer to both is “Yes, Scotto.”

I think “Scooter-pie” would be a cute nickname for me. I’ve been called “Scooter” before. speaking of which… truth in advertising!.

Note to self, call Newt’s doc tomorrow, and give change of address & phone, as well as my own.

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Happy 226th birthday, USA! Happy Saint Elizabeth of Portugal Day!

I hope all of us in the States take at least a moment and enjoy themselves today for a bit.

Newtieboy woke me at 6:30 this morn… patty-pat on the nose, to get me to play. I indulged him, of course. He doesn’t like my “cat-fishing” toy, but will chase a strip of canvas that the futon packing contained… go figure. 🙂 I’m happy that he’s still so playful, at nearly three years old… I wonder when he’ll mellow, if at all? He’s got a darker tiger-buddy outside that I’ve been giving some food to… dark brown stripes, and a poofier tail than Newts. It has a collar, but I’v enot gotten close enough to read it, or to see the outdoor-kitty is a he or a she.

soaking the moonflower seeds for 24 hours before planting them… they and the sweet alyssum will be in the soil tomorrow.

they arrested saddam’s stepson in south florida? at a flight school? is that true? egad!

grabbed for a visa violation, and deporting him? my news source on that is dubious…

the ER last night was interesting… two doors over were a pair of customs agents, and two local policemen… did they catch a mule? probably

reminds me of a song…

A stretch of interstate. You are between two cities. It is night, and quiet, and each rural exit proposes the idea of what’s beyond.

On a hot night in late August, less than an hour on the interstate south of Memphis, you take an undistinguished exit onto roads so undistinguished their names are not posted, and drive less than fifteen minutes from the truckers and the travelers, passing maybe a dozen domiciles, before you reach a sunken area off to the right and find yourself in Othar Turner’s backyard. A wooden barn defies gravity by remaining upright. A white horse swishes its tail. Othar‘s mule brays.

Of course, goat songs give way to one of the more refulgent cow songs.