Time to unpack my adjectives.

Iraq-o-meterabout it

There you go… clear and to the point.

Take a break from not laughing at the many unfunny April Fool’s Day “jokes” on the web, and check out the 100 greatest April Fool’s Day hoaxes of all time.

Frodo, Gollum, Sauron, Jennifer Lopez : They have a progressively harder time holding onto a ring.

C&H rocks!

Today’s follow-up interview went so well, I treated myself to a trip to the town center mall, and reflected on Boca Raton. I used to live there. One of my ex-girlfriends still does. It’s where they have the TV show the golden girls take place, even though the ex-girlfriend in question is just 33 now. (I last saw her when she was 26. can it have been that long ago?) I wandered over the stomping grounds of three exes today, all told. One’s in Utah, now doing who knows what, hopefully managing to get her life in order.. One’s happily married in California, really off to a good direction with her life and family, and the last in Boca (as far as I know) and I’ve no idea what she’s up to.

I plan on hearing from JKG sometime quite soon. Hopefully I’ll have a gig there by the end of the week. The office is pleasantly close to the Tri-Rail Station.

A few pictures from today… I really need to figure out how to clean the palm-cam lens, or to just carry my proper digicam.

as Always, hover for comments some comments too long, so they’re posted underneath the pics, too.

Waiting for the 9am train.. I got to the station by 8:30, so had plenty of time to play a game of arcanoid (which had volume cranked to "busy disco" level. It almost hurt my ears to play. but, for my quarter, I managed to burn a few minutes of my half-hour wait. The controls are in great shape, very sensitive and responsive. No time to play galaga, though. Yes, it was that sickly yellow colored light inside the Amtrak station. If I were going on a long trip, I'd prefer to wait outside in the bright, sunny light, rather than the gloomy, almost urine-stained lamplight they had there.
Waiting for the 9am train… I got to the station by 8:30, so had plenty of time to play a game of arcanoid (which had volume cranked to "busy disco" level. It almost hurt my ears to play… but, for my quarter, I managed to burn a few minutes of my half-hour wait. The controls are in great shape, very sensitive and responsive. No time to play galaga, though. Yes, it was that sickly yellow colored light inside the Amtrak station. If I were going on a long trip, I’d prefer to wait outside in the bright, sunny light, rather than the gloomy, almost urine-stained lamplight they had there.

Southbound train, an experiment to see what the train captured in motion would look like. Looks like a train, no real blurring.
Southbound train, an experiment to see what the train captured in motion would look like. Looks like a train, no real blurring.

same shot as moving train, only stopped. I sort of like how they painted blue sky an palm trees on it, so it doesn't "wreck the view" when stopped.
same shot as moving train, only stopped. I sort of like how they painted blue sky an palm trees on it, so it doesn’t "wreck the view" at a halt.

Near the beginning of the ride home... tri-rail wasn't running midday, so I took the palm tran rt 92 to broward's10, towards home. This is the #10 stop, in front of the Publix in Boca. They have fountains, valet parking, and bag boys that probably make more money than a CEO in Kansas. Though not visible, there was a small brown bird really enjoying the fountain as a giant bathtub. It brought me no small amount of happiness to see the bird digging it so much. The sky was mostly clear, but a few puffy clouds were out, to give some shade... thankfully so, because it was really quite hot. I think my cheeks and nose got two or three degrees darker as a result of being out and about. I'm going to have to invest in some sun block, if I plan on pounding the pavement during midday.
Near the beginning of the ride home… tri-rail wasn’t running midday, so I took the palm tran rt 92 to broward’s10, towards home. This is the #10 stop, in front of the Publix in Boca. They have fountains, valet parking, and bag boys that probably make more money than a CEO in Kansas. Though not visible, there was a small brown bird really enjoying the fountain as a giant bathtub. It brought me no small amount of happiness to see the bird digging it so much. The sky was mostly clear, but a few puffy clouds were out, to give some shade… thankfully so, because it was really quite hot. I think my cheeks and nose got two or three degrees darker as a result of being out and about. I’m going to have to invest in some sun block, if I plan on pounding the pavement during midday.

Scotto scares a wandering backpacker
On the bus, there was a backpacker, maybe 20 or so who was particularly skittish. I started a conversation with him (and I’m in my interview duds, to boot) and he must’ve been tweaked up on something or another because he stammered and took off. All I asked was if he knew how long until the number 10 buss was due. Sheesh.

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