Friday
Fairly quiet day at work. Of course, oversleeping made for a rushed pre-work morning. I did, however, stop at a Beans & Brews for a cup of espresso-laden frozen mocha goodness… and mini-bagels.

NPR and PRI Stories

Song of the Day
Triangle by Herbie Hancock, from “Inventions and Dimensions”

Stray Toasters

  • I was trying to define “grok” to a friend of mine… without having to find my copy of A Stranger in a Strange Land. Fortunately, the folks at whatis.com had a definition. I was rather shocked by that; I had checked there on a lark. Nevertheless, that had a definition.
  • I had dinner with my friend Tamarah tonight. I haven’t seen her in… hmm… probably two years, but she called me (quite out of the blue) this afternoon. We went to Mi Ranchito in American Fork (or “American Fark,” as some of the locals pronounce it). We ran into and his fiancee, Jen. What made that funny to me was that I had said “I wonder if I’ll see anyone that I know here” just before we walked in.
  • “C” is for “cookie.” That’s good enough for me.
  • Funny.

As I’m going to work for a couple of hours tomorrow, I should probably get some sleep. Yes, that would be a good thing.

Namaste.

P.S. for
Her name was Lola.
She was a showgirl..