Saturday
Going to bed at 5:00 AM was a trend that I thought that I had pretty much moved away from. Apparently not. To balance things out, I didn’t get out of bed until 12:30. That was something of an effort, though – one of the cats decided that playing with the blinds in one of the other bedrooms was not only a great theory, it was a great way to pass time. Fortunately, the novelty wore off in fairly short order and I was able to return to The Dreaming without much ado. I remember that I had a couple of odd dreams, but I don’t recall any details.
The highlight of the day, so far, is that I have mowed the jungle that is our backyard. Okay… it was not quite that bad, but it had been close to two weeks since it had been mowed. And the difficulty that I had cutting the slope on the eastern edge of the yard has strengthened my resolve to level the entire yard.
::: fast forward :::
Bowling was good: 146 – 144 – 155 – 148 – 141 – 197 – 127 – 172.
We had a rotating group for breakfast; this was good as we were sitting in a corner booth. At one point, one of “The Singles” got up and juggled 15-18″ long knives. For no apparent reason. Ours is not to reason why, ours is but to do and die point and laugh.
Some idiotstick did a half-assed job parking his van at V.I. It was horribly crooked. So crooked, in fact, that he was between 3″ and 6″ from hitting Jess’ car – closer towards the rear bumper, further towards the driver’s side door. When he came over to look at it (and move it), he kept saying: “I didn’t know it was that close…” I didn’t smell anything on his breath, but he had to be under the influence of something.
On the way out of the South Towne Mall parking lot, we passed a Chevy TrailBlazer. It was parked in the mall exit. There was a man sitting in the driver’s seat with is head tilted all the way back and his mouth agape. and I could not tell if he was sleeping… or worse. She flipped around on 106th and came back to the V.I. lot; I got out of the car, asked Jess to come back for me, called mall security (knowing Brent, the on-duty officer, has its benefits) and ran back to the SUV. Brent pulled up as I was nearing the TrailBlazer. He went to the window and knocked. The driver woke up and explained that he had been very tired and decided to take a quick nap. But, in the exit?! Brent suggested that he pull back into the parking lot and out of the flow of traffic. The driver left the mall property. *shrug* I hope that he made it to his destination safely.
Stray Toasters
- I have gummy worms!
- Many of you have heard about Jon Stewart’s exchange with Tucker Carlson on CNN’s Crossfire. Some of you may have even read the transcript. Now, you can see it.
- From Slashdot: Wearable LCD Display
- “I like my bobbly bits…”
- Is it just me or does Cartoon Network’s The Venture Brothers seem like a cheap knock-off of Jonny Quest?
- I want to setup my train and monorail. Fairly soon.
- “Tony, you are seven shades of screwed up, do you know that?”
- By way of IRC: jessamyn.com
Quote of the Day
I’ve been going through/reorganizing some of my old comics and came across the following in Issue 35 of Young Justice. Red Tornado had called a meeting with the team and noted the addition of a couple of new members. Looking at Empress, he queries the rest of the team:
Red Tornado: And I see we have a new addition to the team. Was she subjected to a rigorous background check, an exacting series of standardized tests designed to measure her powers, and a sequence of personality interviews to determine her mental fitness?
Impulse: Nah. We just let her in.
Red Tornado: Oh, good. I was worried things had changed.
Namaste.
