Friday
Today was a long day. I spent a good portion of the morning and early afternoon putting out fires, figuratively speaking. We dealt with them, in equal measure, but by the end of the night, I was completely tapped. I left work a little before 8:00 and headed to Guru’s for breakfast lunch dinner. It was nice to sit and relax and catch my breath. After that, I went to Borders for a Cafè Mocha and some drawing. That was relaxing, too. It had apparently been four days since I’d sketched/drawn anything.

Song of the Day
Closing out “Family Reunion Week”: Sister Moon, by Sting from “The Dream of the Blue Turtles”

NPR and PRI Stories

Stray Toasters

  • I found out that my local (well, it’s not right around the corner, but it’s close enough) comic shop, Comics Utah, is closing. SOON. I was shocked. Amazed. Flabbergasted, even. They have contacted other local shops and are offering to transfer current patrons’ subscriptions to those locations. Another prime example of their good customer service. I’ll be sorry to see them go – it was a good store and I liked the staff.
  • Brian, a co-worker of mine, has recommended Germs: Biological Weapons and America’s Secret War and Cobra Event. Non-fiction and fiction, respectively. He says that they are good books about the threat of “NBC” warfare.
  • I have come home over the past couple of nights to find cabinets and drawers open. No, Jess didn’t leave them open. And, no, we don’t have poltergeists. We do, however, have two cats. Apparently, Sissy has discovered the “Hey, I can open this” factor. She is flaunting this talent now.
  • I heard The Eurythmics’ Missionary Man on the radio yesterday. I think that the LDS Church should use it as the theme for a new recruitment drive or marketing campaign. Not that they really need it here behind the Zion Curtain. But it could be used to present a “fresh face” for their missionaries. I can see the commercials now…

Word of the Day
For : Phlat.

I should probably get some sleep. I’m going to work for a few hours tomorrow and it probably would not be a good idea to show up looking like an extra from Michael Jackson’s Thriller video. Alas, poor Yorick Michael, we knew him well… and then you went and got all weird on us.¹

Namaste.

¹ Sincere apologies to The Bard of Avon.