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grand theft, lies, vandalism, and Newton’s sonic boom. (to be ceaned up later, just get it out there

Danger the turtle, totally unrelated to the story at handAn eventful couple of days…I’ll work my way through it.

Thursday night, [gleaned via the video camera archives] : one of the bonbon spawn, her eldest, got a phone call…about 7:30 pm. While on the phone, he walks around the back of one of the primary machines, nodding his head, and observing where items are plugged into the back. For the next 15 minutes or so he walks back and forth, periodically looking right into the camera… a nervous look on his face. After his mom left, at about 8pm, we see him come out the side door and then hear the rear door open up a few moments later. A box is placed over the camera to black out anything from being seen. (Ooh… clever! I wonder what secret agent broke in and did that while he was out on a “smoke break”?) Anyhoo, “someone” then smacked the camera, and knocked it, supposedly aiming it up… what he didn’t realize is that the whole laser room was still in the field of vision… there was just less floor, and more roof. Something else that he didn’t know was that two minutes or less after pulling out the hardware key, all production on that machine ground to a stop, as the data was dammed up, forbidden to pass from servers to the Xerox printers. He calls tech support, and they walk him through a checklist of repair possibilities… but he doesn’t work with the computer at all, because he full well knows what caused the problem. He clocks out and goes home, since the machine will have to have Xerox come in and diagnose the “problem”. [End camera 1]

Cut to Friday morning, 6am, Xerox techs come in to evaluate the problem. It takes less than a minute to discover that the dongle is missing, and exactly *when* it was pulled out last night. The only two people working that evening; both of the bonbon spawn. Older “Thief” brother, and younger “Accomplice” brother. By checking the alarm and camera logs on all the doors and possible entrances.. Nobody came or went that wasn’t a child of Bonnie’s. 8:30 am, when the board members tart to arrive, they look at the security tapes and security logs mentioned above. The police were called, and Bonnie and her children were telephoned, and asked to come in. Morty, one of our guys that work in the computer bank in the front with Riker has a big mouth, called and told Bonnie what was up, soon afterwards.

10am, they all arrive, and Thief is pale white, and has the hardware key with him. He returns it, and says “no harm, no foul, right?”

Wrong. That piece of hardware comes with a $15,000 licensing fee. Taking it is grand theft. A felony good for about 15 years in the state of Florida. He also cost us printer and click time from 8pm to 6am during prime printing hours, unknown costs in paying people overtime, Xerox service, and catch-up .The police grilled The three of them almost all day yesterday. Aside from theft, there’s also a vandalism charge.

The Accomplice came through, totally straight with what he knew. I do believe that he had no idea something of that magnitude was going on.

Thief went through a couple of stories. “The system went down, and it was hanging off loosely. I pulled it off to look at it, and accidentally put it in my jeans and took it home. I returned it.. No harm done, right?” *BUZZ* wrong answer! The system didn’t go down until it was yanked out. It doesn’t hang loosely; it’s screwed in with a pair of thumb-bolts. Try again… let’s go to the videotape. And why exactly did you cover the camera up? Uh, I was just goofing around… I didn’t think anything would happen. “Goofing around, by covering up a security camera, and taking hardware off the system, causing it to crash? Sounds like a laugh riot.

He has a wife and a child at home. What kind of idiot throws away his life for swiping a piece of hardware worth $15k?

Right now, it’s unknown if accomplice and bonbon will have jobs on Monday. That has to go before the board. Thief is certainly going to be fired. The board is going to decide about pressing charges. I suspect that if he comes through with who called him, and told him to swipe that part, they’ll make a deal with him to catch either Big Bird or Ex-boss in a bigger suit. (Remember, Big bird is already in trouble for stealing a $4000 piece of equipment, and selling it to ex boss.).

If the big guys can get nailed, I don’t think they’ll have a problem with letting the thief off with just being fired, instead of going off to jail to be anally taken regularly by his cellmate.

We’ll see what Monday brings. Friday night, I tucked in early, worn out from all the Police hubbub and all the noise.
trip to the vet 09/14/02 - Newt got spooked by a dog barking at him, and he rowr'd so loudly that the dog ran away.
This morning, I took Newt to the Vet for his 6 month bordatello immunization and fecal test. I was smart, and went tootsie-roll collecting, and tossed it into a Ziploc bag for them to investigate, so he didn’t need the lubricated bubble wand stuck in his bung. That’s one less stress to add to his list. The immunization consisted of a few drops put in his nose, rather than a shot….he didn’t mind that too much, but wasn’t fond of the vet rubbing his belly and bod for unusual lumps or tumors. (He’s looking good!) His weight is the same as it was six months ago, which is good.. Not getting too fat or too thin.

While standing in the front room, waiting for my ride, Newt in my arms, as sweet as can be…. in comes a guy with a mid-sized cocker spaniel. The thing is a spaz, and starts baking at Newt, loudly and excitedly, jumping about mid-waist height to me. The owner, an older lady was having trouble… she panicked a bit, probably because I told her to reel in her dog rather sharply but quietly. Newt puffs up in my arms, tail straight up and looking like it was electrified, and let out the loudest *RAWRAWRAUUUUUUUUUUUU* at the dog that I’ve ever heard. The dog whined sharply, tossed his tail between his legs and hid behind his owner, and began to cry like he’d been beaten with a two by four… The lady took him to a back room shortly thereafter. Dumb-bully dog. Newt continued to growl lowly until our ride arrived, a few minutes later.

A soon as we got outside the office, Newt relaxed, and got extra comfy in my arms for the ride home. Who knew he could get so fierce? Lesson… I’m quite confident that he could hold his own in a fight, or at least a chest-beating match.

After arriving home, I spent much time playing with the little banshee (who hasn’t so much as given a “mer?” since) on the bed, and he seems perfectly calm and collected.

notes : picture of Danger the turtle was drawn last night… Newt-attack mer was drawn today during laundry.

Dork alert… Atari Adventure mod for quake. Holy moley, how cool is that?

If you’ve got the bandwidth and QuickTime, watch lots of robots… really lovely. Open it in another window and keep surfing while it loads, if you have to.

Sweet! edbook has put up a portfolio of his work… nice!

Friday the Thirteenth really is no big whoop to me. No worries. Nothing creepy or unexpected has happened yet…the normal aches, pains, smiles and joys that’ve been with me all week are still here.

Of the people at work I thought knew about world affairs, none knew who I was talking about when I referenced Idi Amin(Maybe one of the worst dictators since Hitler), Pol Pot and Papa / Baby Doc… I admit that it sometimes takes me a while to catch up with current events… but these guys are big time evil, and a major element in world history. When folks can kill in the hundreds of thousands or more and not be known…how does that work? Maybe it’s because I watched the news at home during the 70s and 80s, and it was current events? Looks like a job for a poll…

The Finn, Island Boy, Sappho and Kev…None had ever heard of any of ’em, save for Kev recognizing Idi Amin from an old SNL game show skit…but not knowing who he was.

On another note… I want to see the giant land squid and flying killer fish!

Random Scotto factoid – My aliases on trade wars back in the old BBS turn-based online wargames were – Rev Scotto, Tristan Thunyduway, Balder the Brave, and Boog the Ogre.

Sketches from the palm from the last day or two…I left the screen color on, instead of my usual forcing of black and white. Hover over for what was/is on my mind regarding them.

cow... Her name is Bingo, and she's much prettier in real life.Lunch on Wednesday! yum... Mimmo's makes good pizza.The Pod house! This is where pods live.... Newt planted the daisy. :)A loud-as-heck fire engine passed the bus on the way to work yesterday.... after having my ears split, it won WOD.

scotophobia.... not to be confused with scottophobia. Click for a definition to pop up in a new window I suspect it was a spider.
It’s getting dark extra early… the glare was so bright that I couldn’t discern the bus from any of the other assorted miscellaneous trucks on the road until it had practically passed me by. In addition, I got a little tickly sensation on my ankle waiting.. it went away after I’d adjusted my pant leg, but I’m not sure what it was… I have my suspicions, though.

oh, by the way, I beat Dan in combat both times yesterday. I don’t think that’ll happen again… I only have successful tactics vs. him once, and then he learns form his mistakes… fortunately, he keeps me on my toes, forcing me to think up new methods each time. it’s a good opponent who does that.

this is your brain on vb, sql, and c# I had rather a scattered day at work… I had a very real need to just goof off, but had too much work on my plate to do so…even so, I caught my mind wandering quite a little bit. Flights of fancy about the coming Halloween, and plans for this weekend. Some cool happenings this go-round… Las Olas Art Fair (supposedly on of the top 100 in the country.) Though I’m not looking to get any art, the food will be tasty, and the people-watching exquisite… plus all manner of nifty craft window-shopping. I'll be taking my bike... like the picture? I drew it without looking at the palm tablet at all!

Cyndi Lauper free show Saturday 12:30-2pm at the Barnes and Noble by the Galleria…. I’m going to make a point of being there early to get a good seat, and hopefully find a few nice books too while I’m there. It’s going to be an all-acoustic set… I hope that the turnout is of a respectable size, but small. It’d be neato to perhaps get an autograph… I really dug her when I was younger, though I’ve not heard much of her work in recent years… plus, I liked The Goonies and Vibes.

Finally, a woman I saw on the bus… just to polish off my palm piccies. 😉 I don’t think she knew I was doodling her.
she was old, and had a hoodie on... she had a friendly face, though

hump dayhSssSSUgh…

Stinky day at work, but I’m home now.

Upside, I saw Cathi and Eryn at the Bus stop while waiting to take my ride to work… got invited to a reggae show tonight, but I had to work too late. It’s still nice to get the offer.

I’m bringing my laptop & big brain to work tomorrow… Going to reformat the laptop, and find proper drivers for big brain… then set up a crossover cable between the two. Lappie is going to go over to windows 2000, to match the box.

I may put red hat on the tall box, too… make it a dual-boot again. Depends on how much time is available… It looks like it’ll be a slow day though, so I think it’ll be okay.

Time to undress, unwind, and play confuse-a-cat. Hmm.. palm synched entry didn’t fly in.

Here’s a little-baby mod for the grotto index.. I’m still not totally happy with it. Once I settle on colors and design, it’ll get re-implemented across the board.

Not into writing or reading LJ tonight…

Long story short…beautiful night outside… that “promise of rain” smell in the air, cool breezes. I’ve been sitting out front for the last couple of hours in my chair, just reading, and talking to Newt through the window…he seemed happy, as long as I was within view. Read more about the weird, wild west. It’s a nice ‘snippet’ book.. good to fill the space between other readings, and just enjoying the atmosphere outside.

before I go, two pictures from this morning.

fat ol' parrot
I saw a big, fat parrot sitting on a telephone wire… the camera didn’t get a good shot of him or his buddy, so I sketched him.
actual photo

on the bus was a girl with an unfolded McDonald’s french fry box… she was using it as a sort of mask… the side flaps looked like hammer-head eyes. She was having a grand old time, and made me laugh.
french fry girl

Now, it’s bedtime, and I’ll see you in the morning, dear journal.

G’nite.

what I saw in my head on Friday.

creatures inside

They all live in there. Contrary to what you might think, the skull is more about blissful blank thought than evile. Angry ant is just misunderstood.

best set of search words for my site this month –

Google south florida sun-sentinel zombies land on beach

I’m proud to say that I’m #1 on google for beached zombies.

My apartment is about two blocks on the right and maybe four blocks behind the camera. The pringles potato chip looking on the left is the park where the singing fountain is.

http://southflorida.sun-sentinel.com/webcam/fullsize.jpg

The idea was “trapped in a bathroom, with only a roll of TP and a magic marker to keep you entertained…”

trapped in a room with just a roll of TP, and a sharpie.

It’s only 16k, so I don’t feel bad about not lj-cutting.

individual sheets are –

  1. whirly-1
  2. whirly-2
  3. looking down a spiral staircase
  4. tiki god
  5. candle at night
  6. worm’s eye view of me in socks on a glass floor, eating lucky charms, messily…. or laying back, dreaming of my sweetie. you decide.
  7. whirly-3
  8. old prospector
  9. daisy in the dark…

my first design for 1000 blank cards

Newt Headbutt.... Kitty love. +10 points
Newt Headbutt…. Kitty love. +10 points

All this notepad drawing got me thinking…

Heck… I’ve got some basic-colored shirts. *slips into a striped tan and darker khaki shirt*
*cues the music*

Newt's Clues!

We are playin’ Newt’s clues…we are playin’ newt’s clues… I wonder what they are….

A clue! A clue! Achoo? Bless you! “NOOOO SCOTTOOOOO.. A CLUUUUUE” Oh! A clue!

I’d better break out my handy-dandy palmtop.

Newt put his little paw print on these.. can you guess what game he wants to play?
coffee mug
a coffee mug

eyepatch
An eye patch

pillow
a pillow

Hmm… we’d better all sit on the thinking futon!
futon

Heck.. I don’t know. Do you?

I’ll wait here until we figure it out.

meanwhile.. some linkies.

Looks like R’yleh could be rising again…

Managing Activism is written for PR practitioners whose clients engage in risky businesses (fossil fuels, pesticides, genetically engineered foods, nuclear waste, toxic dumps, animal testing) and who therefore become the targets of “activist groups” including “environmentalists, workers’ rights activists, animal rights groups and human rights campaigners.”

I’m having very restless sleep tonight. Woke and slept off and on every other hour or so. Too scattered to read or really write. I’ll try again in a moment.

I was wondering… all good Vessels deserve a name… The Batmobile. The USS Enterprise… The Titanic.

scottobike

synched my palm, and found some assorted doodles…

I was hungry!
Pondering lunch while I was fasting

other palm piccies…