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“All the gifts of life are held within our walls.”

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Christmas 2001.

We had a good day.

  • Slept in… kinda. Mom called at 09:30. Even though this violates “The 10:00 Rule,” it was okay for a couple of reasons: It was mom and it was a holiday. She was calling to see if her package had gotten here. It hadn’t. She told me to call back when it got there.
  • Dad called… while I was talking to Mom. I called him back and also talked to Grandma and Adam (my younger brother).
  • The postman rang the doorbell. Yes, I said “the postman.” Even though there is no First Class mail delivery on Sundays and holidays, we (US Postal Service) work 24-7-365 (366 on leap years); Express Mail is delivered everyday.
  • I called Mom to let her know that the box was here. She asked if I liked the gifts. I told her that I didn’t know – I was just calling to let you know that it got here. Her response: “Well, call me back after you’ve opened everything and let me know what you think.” She said it so matter-of-factly. I [heart] my mother.
  • We opened our gifts, including the ones in the box from Mom.
  • We lazed around for a while and then headed to Sandi and Jim’s. MORE PRESENTS!!! We also watched Down to Earth, a remake/retelling of 1978’s Heaven Can Wait. It wasn’t as bad as I thought that it would be; I enjoyed it.
  • We came home and Jess is now getting ready for work.

Here are some pictures of four of the coolest gifts of the day:

  • From Kristen, my youngest sister, we have this.
  • Sandi and Jim got me this.
  • Jess got me this. (Same thing, different view.)
  • And, the coolest gift of the day, also from Jess, is: this.

I hope that everyone had a pleasant Christmas, as well. Angie and I may see Ali tonight, but that’s still up in the air. Oh well.

Until later…

Peace.

“Twas the night before Christmas…”

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From last night’s post: Tomorrow starts an abridged work week. And, while I’m not sure how things will be with the number of cities whose mail we process, this has the potential to be a more-or-less slow week. I will admit that I would not mind tomorrow being slow – that would increase the chances of getting out of there early. That comes under the heading of “good thing.”

WRONG!!!

The mail was so heavy that they were calling mandatory overtime for everyone – meaning we’d be there up to 12 hours. This call was made at 14:30… just 2-1/2 hours into my shift.

::: braincramp :::

They finally amended that decision and only made the non-career employees and the career employees on the Overtime Desire List stay. Providence, Grace and Mercy smiled down upon us. Even so, they had everyone hold their lunches until six hours into their shift. This wasn’t a problem: I had scheduled my lunches this way back in N.C., so it was a return to an old (and favored) habit. After that, the last two hours were cake.

After work, I headed to Sandi and Jim’s. Everyone, but me, had Christmas Eve dinner there this evening. Had I gotten out of work earlier, I would have as well. So, I was relegated to post-everyone-else Christmas Eve dinner. Then we sat around and talked for a while. We’re heading back there for a while tomorrow before Jess goes to work.

Thus ends the “How I Spent My Day” portion of this entry.

“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”
May it be both happy and safe for you, your families and your friends.

There may be more later…
Stay tuned.

Peace.

“Grim-faced and forbidding, their faces closed tight…”

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Pre-Christmas Sunday in the Valley….

  • Slept until a little after noon…. after getting to bed sometime around 05:30.
  • Half-watched the Chicago-Washington and Seattle-NY Giants games. The Ravens weren’t televised in this market, but they won – keeping alive hopes of a wild card spot in the playoffs.
  • Observed the hygiene rituals.
  • Jess and I went out in search of the last few Christmas presents… One of the stores that I needed to go to was closed, so I have to go tomorning, before work. Yay.
  • We headed to the inlaws’ for a bit.
  • Came home. Jess wrapped some presents; I cooked dinner (and it was pretty tasty, too!).

Other highlights include: Talking to the parental units and my uncle.

Something that I thought about today: One of the things that people hear around the holidays is how rude and impatient people are/can be. Sure, there are people who are grimly serious in their quest for that last, perfect (or desperate, depending on the case) gift. For the most part, a majority of the people that I have seen this year are rather pleasant. Disclaimer: While this includes many drivers, it is not all-inclusive. Most shopping center/mall parking lot drivers are also excluded from this.

Tomorrow starts an abridged work week. And, while I’m not sure how things will be with the number of cities whose mail we process, this has the potential to be a more-or-less slow week. I will admit that I would not mind tomorrow being slow – that would increase the chances of getting out of there early. That comes under the heading of “good thing.”

Here are a few pictures from the day.

Peace.

“The mob moves like demons possessed…”

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Hmm, I seem to have forgotten that these don’t post themselves. Nor do they work telepathically. That’s a pity.

Saturday…

  • Attempted to sleep in, which would have been a good thing, since I waited for Jess to get off work… at 5 am.
  • We braved the surging tide of shoppers and picked up some of our last-minute gifts.
  • We met Angie and Scott for dinner. Our latest trend is seemingly to be attended by wait staff members from abroad. So far, we’ve had waitresses from Poland, Yugoslavia, and, last night, Russia. The whole wide world, an endless universe…
  • Jess went to work; Angie, Scott and I went to see Lord of the Rings again. It was as interesting – and fun – to watch this time as it was on Wednesday.
  • Came home…. and must have been bored beyond all realms of belief: I started cleaning around 1:30 am.
  • Rana, my sister who joined the Peace Corps, was online around 2:30, so I talked to her for a bit. She was spending part of the day having a pre-Christmas party with other people in her group. She said that things there are going well… it’s just cold. Below zero cold. Double-digit below zero cold. Hmm. There are three things that I’m allergic to: bee stings, pain, and cold. It gets “cold” here, but the low relative humidity keeps it from being the piercing cold that I was used to on the East Coast. Cold in the double-digit negatives…? As Billy Preston sang:
    I’m not tryin’ to be your hero
    ‘Cause that zero is too cold for me,
    I’m not tryin’ to be your highness
    ‘Cause that minus is too low for me.

And that’s all the news from Lake Saline.

Peace.

“Take heart from earth and weather…”

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I’m sure that if I put my mind to it, I could come up with a great entry for tonight.
But, I’m tired and I am going to bed.

In a nutshell:

  • Went to work.
  • Did some last minute Christmas shopping.
  • Had dinner with Angie.
  • Came home.

Oh yeah, it snowed a little today.
THE END.

Peace.

“It slips between your hands, like water, this living in real time…”

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The weekend is only 8 work-hours away…

Not much to say about the day, so I shall just say that “it was a pretty good day” and leave it at that.

Peace.

“A dizzying lifetime, reeling by on celluloid…”

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Julia, Rick, Jess and I saw Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring before work this morning. In a word: Wow. I was duly impressed. Why can’t EverQuest look like THAT?!? I have never read the Lord of the Rings trilogy, but I have gleaned bits and pieces of the story from friends and what I remember from the 1978 animated movie. I think that I will either get the book on tape/CD/mp3/something and listen to it. According to Rick, the changes that they did make in adapting the story from the book did not hurt the telling of the story. Or, I may just go Old School and… ::: deep breath ::: … get the books and read it. Peter Jackson and the cast and crew did an excellent job of making a work that didn’t drag laboriously for three hours. Of course, seeing the new Spider-Man, Star Wars: Attack of the Clones, and The Time Machine trailers didn’t hurt, either. One of the funniest movie previews that I have seen in a long time was the one for Austin Powers in Goldmember.

Work was “work.” It was a typical day. And, on the “plus” side, three days done means only two more in the work week. That elicits happy thoughts.

Sleep. That, too, brings happy thoughts.

Peace.

“I bring laughter, I bring music, I bring joy and I bring tears. I will soothe your primal fears.”

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Not much happened out of the ordinary today.

  • Woke up.
  • Observed the hygiene rituals.
  • Stopped, on the way to work, for frozen mocha goodness.
  • Worked.
  • Worked out… for which I am now sore. Yay me.
  • Watched Deep Space Nine while eating tasty popped corns.

Actually, one thing out of the ordinary did happen: While selecting CDs to take to work, I chose Indigo Swing’s Red Light. When I opened the case, to verify that the CD was in it, I found my long-lost copy of Arlington to Boston, by emmet swimming. The Indigo Swing CD was in there, too.

Anywho… sleep beckons and I must obey.

Peace.

“One likes to believe in the freedom of music…”

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Tonight, Mother Nature reared back her head and laughed until tears streamed down her face. The tears fell slowly, quietly, and abundantly.

As Jess said, by the time she left work tonight (midnight), we had processed 4 million – yes, that’s a “4” followed by six (6) zeroes – mailpieces. By the time I left @ 20:30, we had cleared just over 2 million. Work wasn’t too bad today. I spent most of the day listening to classical music. The top musical selections of the day were:

  • Toccata and Fugue in D Minor, BWV 565 – J.S. Bach (Fantasia soundtrack)
  • Ave Maria, Op. 52 No. 6 – F. Schubert (Fantasia soundtrack)
  • Ave Maria – C. Gounod/J.S. Bach (Hush – Yo-yo Ma and Bobby McFerrin)
  • Stabat Mater, Op. 58 – Antonin Dvorak (Vienna Master Series – Antonin Dvorak)

    Otherwise, it’s been a fairly quiet and uneventful day.

    Eve/Gwen Stefani, Billy Joel & Sting: Let Me Blow the Windmills of Your New York State Of Mind

    Peace.

“The streets are cold tonight…”

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Sunday.

No snow today, but there’s a chance for some tomorrow.

I slept in a little and then watched some football. I watched some of the 49ers/Dolphins game. That hurt to watch. That pain was compounded when I saw the final score: San Francisco won 21 – 0. I taped the Ravens/Steelers game because we were going to a friend’s house for dinner and general hanging out. That hurt even more. It was a good all-around game, but Pitt won 26 – 21. This also clinched an AFC Playoff berth for them; Baltimore is in the Wild Card race, so there is still some hope for them to make it to the post-season.

Other than some minor cleaning, going to dinner and a quick Christmas shopping trip, it was a pretty uneventful day. After dinner, we watched Chocolat; it was a good – but odd – movie. I may speak more about it tomorrow.

Marilyn Manson/Sneaker Pimps, Van Morrison and Catatonia: Bright Side of the Long Hard Road Rage Out of Hell

Peace.

“Midday morning, world jump-started, lying in my bed…”

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It snowed for a little while today, but there was no major accumulation here.

After two nights of not sleeping well, I slept like the proverbial log last night… umm, this morning. I woke up a couple of times, at what most people would consider “decent hours,” but succumbed to the whims of Morpheus and went back to sleep. It was early afternoon before I managed to summon the willpower to get out of bed. Oh glorious sleep, how I reveled in thy grasp…

I didn’t do much today. The extent of my boredom was evident when I started doing some light cleaning. I knew that I had plumbed new depths of boredom when I caught myself in the middle of a mindless mental exercise/game that I came up with a few months ago: I would take two or more artists/bands and combine their songs into something combining the titles of both or all of the component songs. It seems to work “best” when the artists’ styles and genres are radically different.

  • Bananarama & Bryan Adams: Cruel, Cruel Summer of ’69
  • Kim Carnes & Billy Idol: Bette Davis Eyes Without a Face
  • Fred Rogers & David Bowie: Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood Threat
  • Nine Inch Nails & The Indigo Girls: Closer and Closer to Fine
  • Janet Jackson & Rush: Mystic Rhythms Nation
  • The Eurythmics & Elton John: Burn Down the Missionary Man
  • Tony Bennet & Rick Springfield: Don’t Talk to Strangers in the Night

You get the idea. It’s an amusing diversion. It’s also interesting when you get a group of people doing it – you get some rather interestin (and a little scary) combinations.

As promised, here is the latest snow pic, taken just outside the apartment around 17:00 MST. This was post-flurry, so there’s not a lot of unplowed/unscraped snow on the ground.

And some more crossovers:

  • Afroman & John Denver: Because I Was Rocky Mountain High
  • Jimmy Buffet, Kermit the Frog & Billy Ocean: Caribbean Amphibian Queen
  • Sammy Davis, Jr. & Samantha Fox: Naughty Girls from Ipanema Need Love Too
  • The Lemon Sisters & Bad Religion: 21st Century Boogie Woogie Digital Bugle Boy
  • Bobby Darin & Geddy Lee: Bill Bailey Won’t You Please Come Home on the Strange
  • Heavy D & Aerosmith: Now That We’ve Found Love in an Elevator
  • Gorillaz and Jerry Reed: Clint Eastwood-bound and Down
  • Rufus and Chaka Khan & NIN: Tell Me Something Good I Can Never Have

Peace.

“Living on a lighted stage approaches the unreal…”

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Let’s get this out of the way, first. It snowed tonight. We got somewhere between 3 and 6 inches, I believe. It started somewhere around 19:00 MDT and didn’t stop (at least for the time being) until after 03:00. How far away is April and the end of the snow season?!?

Work wasn’t bad. Of course, any workday that starts with “Fri-” and ends with “I’m clocking out and starting my weekend now” can’t be bad. Even if it snows. A lot.

After work, I went to see Angie’s band Groove Dilemma play at Getty’s, a club in South Salt Lake; they opened for Son of Nothing, another local band. Here are a few pics of the band.

Angie, Jess and I went out for a late/early breakfast… and watched as more of Mother Nature’s silent mocking laughter blanketed the world outside. And since I forgot to do so a couple of days ago, I added two pics to the decsnow gallery. I’ll probably take (and post) a few pics of tonight’s snow after the sun comes up.

Quote of the Day: Today’s quote is actually from yesterday and comes, once again, from Dee. After telling me about the lawsuit against Cracker Barrel (see last night’s post), he said: “I’m going to file a suit against Cracker Barrel. I’m going to suggest that they change their name to “Caucasian Barrel.” This is Dee. (That’s Rick behind him.) Hearing him say that, along with the deadpan manner in which he said it, gave me a good laugh.

And now… sleep.

Peace.

“Those who know what’s best for us must rise and save us from ourselves.”

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A couple of things.

ITEM 1: Censorship.
cen·sor·ship n.

  1. The act, process, or practice of censoring.
  2. The office or authority of a Roman censor.
  3. Psychology. Prevention of disturbing or painful thoughts or feelings from reaching consciousness except in a disguised form.

I was listening to the radio a few days ago, and “Lightning Crashes,” by Live came on; I like the song. That, “I Alone” and “Selling the Drama” are the reasons that I bought Throwing Copper. I noticed that the song started on the second verse. This wasn’t the first time that I had heard a station start the song 1/3 of the way through, but this time stuck with me.

You can click here to read the song’s lyrics. I don’t get what problem people have with the first verse. Yes, they say the word “placenta.” Oh, no! And, yes, the first verse tells of a stillborn baby. I will grant that this is a delicate subject, but I also think that Ed Kowalczyk wrote the lyrics in a manner that didn’t treat it lightly nor were they disrespectful. Consider this: In the song “Who Are You,” from the CD of the same name by The Who, Roger Daltrey asks “Who the fuck are you?” The CD was released in 1978. In all of the times that I have heard it on the radio, I have never heard that edited out or backwards masked. I guess that you are afforded certain privileges of artistic license when you have been around for 30+ years.

Someone interviewed me last year for a paper that she was writing. The topic was “censorship” and she asked what I thought about it. Here is my reply:

As adults, we often talk about our free will and complain about people taking away our rights. But when it comes down to it, it seems all too often that we “need” someone to tell us what we should and shouldn’t see or do. It seems that we have lost our capacity for something that everyone used to have – or acted like they had – “common sense.” There are little things called “On/Off Switches” and “Remote Controls” that can be used to prevent us from seeing things that we choose not to see. But, too often, we seem more content to complain about what is on the air or in a magazine or book. I like to think that I know what it is that I do and do not find appealing. By the same token, I know that my tastes may run contrary to others’ opinions. While someone can suggest a film or book or ANY other media form to me, *I* have the final say in whether I choose to look at or listen to it.

Is parenting a form of censorship? That depends on your point of view. Censorship is defined as: “the act or a system of censoring;” parenting is defined as: : “the work or skill of a parent in raising a child or children.” There are things that most adults, by virtue of experience and education, are able to comprehend, react and respond to better than children. While it is true that some children have to “grow up fast,” depending on their environment and the changes in their world, most of them are still innocent with respect to many things to which we have become inured. I, personally, don’t think that parenting equals censorship. I think that it is parents’ responsibility to expose their children to things when they are able to understand them. It is also their responsibility to answer questions that their children may have about things that they don’t understand; if they don’t have the answers, they should be able to point the children to a source that can answer them.

Before I get scores of comments on this telling me that I haven’t considered factors X, Y, or Z, let me say that this is my opinion. I’m not forcing it on anyone AND I do reserve the right to be mistaken or reconsider it or even change it at a later date. My bottom line: The song was written and recorded in a specific order and manner. Play it. If the song doesn’t meet the standards of your station, don’t play it. I’m sure that there is at least one other station in your market that will play it… in its entirety.

ITEM 2: Discrimination.
Cracker Barrel hit with $100M civil rights lawsuit

Dee told me about this today. The restaurant chain has been hit with a class action suit accusing them of racism – varying from segregating African-American patrons to denying them service. *sigh* What part of some peoples’ brains contains the “Hello, I’m a moron” gene? I especially find it odd that this should happen since Denny’s underwent the same scrutiny in 1994. When is it going to finally sink in that aside from a few minor differences on the exterior, people are the same? And on a strictly capitalist note: Everyone’s money has the same value. If they spend it in your establishment, your revenue increases. If they don’t, you earn nothing. And let’s not forget what a few negative words from one potential (or ex-) customer to a friend or family member can do to a store’s customer base. Not to mention if those comments made it to an advocate group or a law firm. Oh, wait… that’s what started this in the first place.

I am not so naive as to think that everyone is treated equally; I know better. I’ve experienced it personally. I’ve watched family and friends who have been forced to experience it. The faces of discrimination are many: gender, racial, religious, sexual preference, weight… the list goes on. We, as a nation, have made many steps forward in combating inequality, but we can’t stop fighting the war just because we have won a few battles. “We fight the fire — while we’re feeding the flames…” – “Second Nature,” by Rush from Hold Your Fire (c) 1987

In light of this lawsuit, I find this picture even more ironic now than when I took it.

::: gets down from soapbox :::

Thanks for listening.

Peace.

“I do the best that I can…”

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“Hell is paved with good intentions, not with bad ones.”
– Bernard Shaw, “Man and Superman,” 1903

“Oh, Lord, make me pious. But not yet, not yet!”
– attributed to St. Augustine

With the grand designs of getting up early this morning to go to the gym, I heard the alarm… and turned it off. So much for that bright idea.

Work wasn’t bad today. You would think that since we are in the middle of December, our busiest time of the year, and we process mail for over twenty cities, we should be navel-deep in mail. You would think so, but that was not the case. They were offering early dismissals. Who knew?! And “structured seating?” It was fusterclucked around 15:00 again.

I went to the gym after work and made up for lost time by doing two workouts. I’m sure that in the long run, my body will thank me for it, but I don’t know how it will feel about me tomorrow morning. Now, however, I am feeling rather positive about sleep.

Peace.

“You know how that rabbit feels…”

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Today was an average day.

Work: Structured seating went the way of the dodo fairly early in the day. Again. In a move that I’m sure nearly caused the end of all life as we know it, Dee and I were seated in the same section for a while. Other than that, it was an easy day.

Rather than go to the gym tonight and tomorrow morning, we skipped the gym tonight. Jess spent part of the evening finishing up this, which she started a couple of days ago. Here is another view. It’s the first one that she made and she gave it to me. Coolest girlfriend EVER! Then she asked me what I was going to name it.

::: brainlock :::

I hadn’t thought that far in advance. Sure, I could just call it “Bunny,” it would be appropriate, but… it just doesn’t “hum.” The names Bugs, Buster, Babs, Br’er, Roger, Thumper and Trix are not even under consideration. Neither is Lucky Captain Rabbit King. (Bonus points if you know from whence that name comes.) I’m leaning towards “Seven,” after “Lucky Seven Sampson” from the Schoolhouse Rock! song of the same name, but that’s not set in stone. If anyone has a suggestion for a name, feel free to post it in a comment.

Quote of the Day:

  • Dee: “It’s easy to have hindsight when your ass is this big. It sometimes even obstructs your view.”

Veni. Scribi. Sleepi.
“I logged on. I wrote. I went to bed.”

Peace.