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continuing a headstone theme…

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From earlier this year, dream of Newt at a graveyard, breaking a skellie…

Newt knocking the head off of a skeleton.

I’m going to hop into my amazing x-5 nitro-burning dyna-plunge® crust-crawler sedan, made in Austria (probably by hopping gnomes), designed for burrowing lithely through the earth and into dreamland, with my sweetie by my side. (I saw an ad for it in the back of Hammerhead Comics, right next to the one for X-ray specs:”Look at your friend’s head. Is that really the throbbing brain within?”) Hee-hee! After working all summer at the state fair’s pony-ride concession, I sent away, and six to eight weeks later, Hoo-Boy!

Off to dream Leopard-spotted dreams of comfort and rest.

Nighters, dear journal.

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Rather cool out this morning…. quite nice, really. Tomorrow, I’m going to remember the GPS, and measure my downhill speed over the drawbridge. I suspect that I’m hitting 25ish mph there. (But I could be vastly overestimating) Note to big-breasted women with too-small bras… the “split-boobie foursome” look isn’t good. Find a top that fits, please. I worry that a too-tight brassiere is cutting off circulation, or is painful in some way.

This weekend I’m swinging by PPF to pick up a bag of 100 glow in the dark zombies, and the Zombies!!! game… a friend there is giving me an employee discount, where he’s throwing in the extra zombie-bag for free! I’ve got to make a point to send a few zombies to friends and family.

Some maintenance guys doing yard work out back… Newt’s fascinated. It’s impressive to me that he’s not frightened of the noise. I think that if he got near a blower, he’d take off, though.

A pic of newt from a few months ago... I'm thinking of submitting it to kittypix or color theory

Spiky, sporadic dreams last night… I don’t remember them too well, because I neglected to commit them to memory right as I woke. I do remember that they were pleasant for the most part, but some adrenaline in there, too.

I’m air?

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Dinner tonight is maple & brown sugar oatmeal… I’m too lazy to make anything more complex than prefab oat flakes in microwaved water.

Newt wins this round… he tuckered me out, and is still batting at my wagging foot. He’s a playful little booger.

nigh nigh, dear journal.

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“If that’s a confession, my ass is a banjo.”

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Edgar Allen Poe story… Hop-Frog… men dressed in orangutan outfits set on fire, the perils of drinking wine, and why you shouldn’t piss off a dwarf, even if you are a king.

Mmm…. Mexican sugar skulls.

I lost a game of world war to the palmtop…Mongolia finished my last landmasses in Asia. Before I knew what I was saying, I muttered “F-ing MON-GO-REE-ANS!”. I need a great wall to keep ’em out.

I’ve seen no sign of Oktoberfest anywhere. I missed it! German-American Club (warning, tacky embedded wav), you’re slacking with the advertising. I want a hot pretzel with mustard, and a beer! I guess I’ll have to enjoy Bavarian music and chicken dancing in the privacy of my own home.

Looks like a rainy day today… I’m all for that… I just hope it doesn’t make me too sleepy!

Valhalla, I am coming! Image of Newt as a Viking Kitten, shamelessly taken from rathergood.com

Is Thomas a Rhymer? A Peeper? A Doubter? A Tank Engine?

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Still awake… couldn’t sleep…restless. So I’ve tried a hot bath. After I dry more, I’ll hit the sack again.

Something weird about feeling the bathtub drain, and having gravity return to full.

It’s very comforting to have Newt follow me from bedroom to bath, with nary a complaint. He hangs out while I talk to him about the day’s events, or make up little stories for him, as he bats at my fingertips or mouth.

Brown is Green. A dung-fueled power station in the UK has won an environmental award from the Euro Solar educational charity. The £7M plant produces power for the national grid, and is capable of generating 1.4 megawatts of power at full tilt. Located in Devon, it runs on approximately 1.6 million tons of waste produced by local farmers. Apparently, this trend is pretty big in Germany and Denmark: both countries already have about 20 large-scale poo-poo-powered plants.

The First Viennese Vegetable Orchestra uses vegetable-based instruments to perform classical compositions (listen). Where necessary, additional kitchen utensils such as knives or mixers are employed.

Ok. Dry now. Night night.

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Okie dokie… got up at 8:30 and got my primary chores done. Laundry, bathroom and kitchen are clean. I can take the rest of the day slow and easy.

I plan on chilling out most of the day… no thoughts of work past this one typed line. Newt’s behaving well… staying close and snuggly. He was digging the hanging “spider web” yarn earlier… I think he tuckered himself out batting and tugging earlier.

Gettin' Sleepy by my side.

Dave just called, and invited me over for dinner and some mage knight. I think I’ll take him up on that… It’ll be fun to play a little toy soldiers over veggie burgers and chicken… see the baby and Cathi, too. I think I’ll play orcs & trolls this go ’round… and maybe we’ll set up a 500 point game, just to see how things work on the seige level

Latest wacky cat animation… Elbow – Independent Woman Play that Xylophone, Newt!! sandstar pointed me to the link to that one.

Dad-gum it! Monday is Columbus Day… no postal delivery… fricka-fracka! Hmm.. some shipped on 10/9, and others shipped today….I wonder if at least batch 1 will make it there today?

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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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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

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Ah, back, and ready for the weekend.

Groceries, including lots of goodies for Newt and comfort food for me.

New mask, more comfortable than the old mask.. price was reasonable, $84. I’ll submit the bill to my insurance company (har-dee-har- har) and see if I can get any compensation for it. Even if I don’t, it’s well worth it.

Playing paper wad fetch with the birthday boy… he loves his presents. Paper wads galore, and two fresh cardboard crates for him to play in, and gnaw on. He likes the stinky tuna treats, too. a happy boy indeed… he’s also quite digging the Publix bags. Where does he get all of his energy?

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My CPAP mask finally broke for good last night, right as I put it on to go to bed. There wasn’t anything I could do about it, so I tucked in and went without. This morning, I have the good ol’ swollen uvula, but it’s not as bad as it might be, because I made a point of sleeping mostly on my side.

I need to see if Sur-Med is open today, and swing by to pick up a replacement…not in the mood to aggravate the situation any more.

In better news-

*Happy 3rd Birthday, Newt!*

The Birthday Boy!!

I love my little orange boy!

my MSN piccies are back! Only took a week or two… I wonder what the die-lemma was?

Well, off to get my mask, and a spare in case it happens again. Then to return and play Newtie-party games. Until later, dear journal!

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Long day at work.

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Long day at work.

Strike that… long week.

I welcome tomorrow with open arms. Payday, Gateway to the weekend… possibly some good quality time with my sweetheart. I’ve been in a mild funk this mid-week…everyone’s been stressed and tech’s been poopy. I think we’re over the bulk of it, though. worked late tonight, and got some things lined up properly, and minimal work for me tomorrow…so I can get back to my regularly scheduled programming. Newton turns 3 on Saturday. He’s still a kitten… a doofus, and playful.

Going to have a little spot of supper, and then hit the sack. Nighters, dear journal.

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Storing on my alternate host account. I’ll probably relocate ’em when msn is repaired. Scribbles form the last couple of days. Definite themes appear.

Tiny, So I didn’t bother with an lj-cut. If it’s too much, feel free to tell me.

Misc drawings from today…
Catfish... I don't know why he popped into my head. I started doodling, and there he was.

Scotto-pics
Me and Newt...I'm going back to the idea of hand drawn icons for one of my home page layoutsAnd then, I started thinking about my sweetheart... Me waiting for the train on Sunday 9/30... before I got to talk with my sweetie, I was getting impatient.

Travel
The train arrived about five minutes late... not bad, all toldThe bus ride to work this morning was droning... white noise started to lull me to dream.

Halloween!
Halloween mood returns.... it's a dreaded were-yuppie!It's a guh-guh-guh-ghoooost!

Sakes… Newtie is talkative tonight… I wonder what’s got him going?