Monthly Archives: August 2004

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6852 – blah, blah, blah

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I don’t know why, but I got the urge to make a cartoon out of Newt talking.
(no doubt he’s making fun of how pointless many of my entries are.)

I’m really looking forward to The Incredibles.

Good team. A stretchy, a brick, a speedster, invisi-forcefields, ice… looks like what little I’ve seen is well-written, too.

Dear M. Night Shyamalan,

It seems you can’t make a good movie without Bruce Willis. Call him back for the next flick you make. I loved 6th sense, and Unbreakable.

Signs and The Village, while having good bits in the middle at times, had poo endings.

Your Viewer in FL,
Scotto

Turn Gmail storage into a mountable file system

GmailFS provides a mountable Linux file system which uses your Gmail account as its storage medium. GmailFS is a Python application and uses the FUSE userland file system infrastructure to help provide the file system, and libgmail to communicate with Gmail.

GmailFS supports most file operations such as read, write, open, close, stat, symlink, link, unlink, truncate and rename. This means that you can use all your favorite Unix command line tools to operate on files stored on Gmail (e.g. cp, ls, mv, rm, ln, grep etc. etc.).

Cool.

Woo! I got my check from Google Adsense! Good deal, I wasn’t totally ripped off, after all. A lot of little financial windfalls lately!

Mike from Satan’s Laundromat photographs Critical Mass bicycle riders getting arrested Friday night and finds himself arrested and in jail overnight.

“they suddenly decided to start making arrests without warning, penning people in and arresting entire blocks’ worth of people, including hapless tourists and people getting off work who just happened to be in the area watching. And they couldn’t have been bothered to clean the diesel sludge off the floor of the holding pens where they made us sleep? Someone will pay.”

I hope *somebody* catches hell for that.

I’m glad to see that Cap’n Pete in Disney’s Three Musketeers cartoon has gone back to having a peg leg. Of course, the novel itself is public domain and available online. (you can always download and print it out if you prefer text on dead trees.)

It’s also the origin of GrayPumpkin & Katt’s little cow-kitty’s name. D’Art! (The first Kitty I was ever really social with.)

Hmm… Hurricane Frances travel projection looks like it’s headed this way, around midday Saturday. A lot can happen over the course of a week, but I’d wager it’ll hit the states *somewhere*.

Current Plot

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6851 – follow-up

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Back from the doc’s, got a scrip for oral antibiotics, as well as ear drops. Insurance didn’t cover 1000s, so it took the pharm/doctor/insurance company triad about 3 hours to decide to give me two generic 500s instead.

Total time spent seeking treatment and meds – 7 hours, and $60. Am I going to complain? Nah, not too much… things are a lot worse for people with serious illnesses.

Also, I’ve gained 3 pounds back in the last 2 months… got to refocus on the diet again.

I’m home for 3.5 minutes, and HQ calls me for tech issues. Nice to be indispensable, I guess.

That’s done now, so I can get a modicum of rest. Maybe I’ll take tomorrow “off”, too.

Nighty night, dear journal.

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6850 – Monday, like a bean burrito, has returned.

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Hmm, last night’s JLU was cute, but I wasn’t crazy about B’wana Beast’s or Zatanna’s portrayal, though it was cute to see Red Tornado, Ralph Dibney and the Crimson Avenger in cameos. (Oddly, I have no problem with the #2 detective in the DC universe plastering up flyers for a missing pig.)

The Music was excellent, but poorly placed… I’ll give the episode a 5/10. (Spiked high and low to a fair average.)

It amazes me about cost comparisons. If you get a pack of smokes at a club, it’s $8. That’s more than crack… I don’t smoke, but it amazes me how much people can get away with charging, because they know people will buy ’em. I’m glad I never got hooked on that particular vice.

Bro told me that he got into a car accident this past weekend, as a passenger. I’ve already gotten conflicting stories of who he was with, and how it happened. Last night it was a guy driving, today it was a she. My guess is that was with some of his dumbass friends and doesn’t want to ‘fess up.

Still have my earache this morning (since Midday Sat), stretching from ear canal to jaw-hinge on my right side. I’m waiting for a tech to get to work, so I can remove myself from being on call, and head to my doc. I think there might be some sort of blockage after the cold I had last week. Fortunately, Tylenol is keeping the edge off of the pain-factor.

I’m tired of Bush *and* Kerry. Both seem to suck like a reverse hurricane and neither appear big on platforms I’m fond of… specifically business, education and the environment. The only reason I’m a bit more for the Dem is that it’ll mix up the political soup a bit, and Bush has a history of not following up on the good promises. Make no mistake, I don’t like either of ’em. They’re both on the same page for a lot of things. Kerry’s ahead in that he’s pro-choice, and for gay marriage. I don’t think it’s anyone’s right to legislate that behavior, even if neither apply to me.

Article here for reference- Political comparison crap

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6849 – Rainy Sunday Morning. Nice.

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Ack. Pen blew up in the laundry, and wrecked a sheet-set and a couple of shirts.

I was looking for an excuse to get some new gear, anyhow.

Best quote heard so far this morning –

“No supernatural transformations on the bus.”

Solar X-rays:

Geomagnetic Field:

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My eyes go “gutter-sniping” when I walk after a rain, and before the street sweepers catch up with things. it’s amazing what little things get washed into the corners… glass, cigarette butts, and assorted trash. The thing that surprises me the most is bones. I can’t say that see creature bits every day, but it happens more often than I would have expected.

I just don’t see bones that often, since I stopped eating meat. The people I dine out with seldom seem to go in for fried chicken or rib eye steaks, so even secondhand food bone-sightings on a plate are exceedingly rare.

They’re not always in the water-flow.. sometimes along the beach things are left in the reeds. When I see sun-bleached, dry bones out on my travels, I sometimes forget that it might remnants of a human’s meal unless there’s a some sort of context clue like fire traces or greasy foam tray nearby. I don’t have the greatest grip on biology. I can tell a bird bone from the remains of something a bit more earthbound, but that’s about it. I’ve stumbled upon whole skeletons of what I assume to be seagulls.. I wonder what killed them? Did they drop out of the sky, dead of old age? I have no idea.

I think it’s cool that some tennis shoe commercial is using “He needs me” from Popeye as theme music. I don’t know which one it is, but it’s nice to hear the song in the background. Here’s a wmv file of Olive singing the song to Popeye. (7.2 meg)

A *lot* of people disliked that movie, but I enjoyed it quite a bit.

Why do I have an urge to visit Portugal?

Target’s sandalwood incense is excellent. I’ll buy it again… good gamble.

Dan and I playing Heroclix 2 years ago… it always surprises me when I see us next to one another for scale.

I would love to have the whole Honey, I Shrunk the Kids TV series on DVD.

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6848 – Saturday

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Just sitting tight with my ol’ book by the phone, doing the ol’ on-call thing this weekend.

A few of the cases so far –

A child was hit by a car, unconscious, and I launched some notifications looking for his guardians in the area. I hope to hear good news on that follow-up.

A bad news kid from Apache, this was the last time he can take off… next time he’ll be considered habitual, and alerts won’t go out.

Autistic in Michigan… got to wake up the neighborhood at 2am to go look for him. I’m glad it was a Friday, rather than a work-week night. That’ll keep grumpies to a minimum.

MTV Video Music awards in Miami this weekend… I confess to a little curiosity, and some disappointment that I can’t go on photo safari… the upside is that I don’t have to worry about traffic, or bumping into Paris Hilton or Pauly Shore.

Compare google and yahoo search results side-by-side

Make your own Batphone (indirectly from Batfriend. cool opening.)

Sometimes I feel this way about the blogs that I read.

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6846 – Charities

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I just heard the following quote:

“If we had paid no more attention to our plants than we have to our children, we would now be living in a jungle of weed.”

–Luther Burbank, (1849-1926), American Naturalist

I’m curious about charities, and how people help one another lately.

My thing is giving blood, and doing the job I do… that’s where I get the majority of my fulfillment from doing good works.

I’m curious… what do people who read my journal do to make the world a better place?

I know I have a few really nice folks that stop by. Its fun to interact with everyone, and I’ve learned quite a lot from people that are (amongst other things) parents, naturalists, social workers and teachers.

If you see this, and you’re of a mind, let me know about what you might’ve done to help make the world a better place. Do you volunteer your time? Give money to an organization? If you’re shy about that sort of stuff, feel free to post anonymously (I’ll unscreen anony entries, once I’m sure they’re not spam). I’m looking to see what manner of bases are typically covered.

Some of the big ones in my immediate vicinity seem to be:

Hurricane Relief
The Homeless
AIDS
Cancer
Missing Kids
Battered / Abused Women & Children
The Environment
Animal Welfare
The Hungry people overseas
Planned Parenthood

Something I rarely hear about anymore is Zero Population growth… is that viewed as selfish, these days?

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6845 Well, no walkabout for me anytime soon.

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Ugh, on call all weekend. Friday night through Monday morning. I hope absolutely nothing happens. Slim odds, but anything’s possible.

Mail: Good news and bad news.

Good News, got my plastic man archives.

Bad News, A gift pouch I sent out in November was just returned to me as unclaimed.(they checked on 12/3, 7/12, and 8/20. back to me it came… I wonder if they put it in the wrong box?) I’m going to have to call up, and see what I can do about reshipping it out again, and add a few more fun trinkets to the mix.

Hmm, GrayPumpkin showed me this rumor about a new Aquaman movie sounds a bit like a wet match in a dark cave. I still think Owen Wilson would make a better Iron Fist. I’m not sure who’d make a good Luke Cage.

August is flying by. It seems that I mark time with checks for rent. I hope that next weekend will be a good one for condo-questing. Speaking of which, nice house… keen view on the third pic, too. (via tarpo)

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6845 – quiet, please

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I’m trying to cast back the last time that I had true silence. It seems that there’s always some sort of din happening. Fingers clacking on keys and tiny fans whirring inside my computer, off in the distance. People talking in the office right next to mine. Street Traffic. Rain. The Air conditioner. Birds. Chairs and doors creaking. Wind Chimes, and a stray branch rubbing against the screen of my window. Telephones bells, and the faint buzz of picture tubes and electric lights. The clack and smack of bare feet on tile floors. The compressor of the fridge. Cat clucking at the window to the squirrels outside, or the scratching of paws at work in the litter box’s sand. Thunder in the distance.

I’m trying to recall the last time I heard the sounds of my body doing its job. The rush of blood pumping through the veins in my ears, or the slight click of tendon against muscle inside my neck as I turn my head. I can’t be sure of the last time I heard my stomach rumble, or my knuckles crack. The internal “squinch” of saliva production, right before opening my mouth wide enough to brush my teeth, and the “chooching” sounds that follow afterwards. The faint thunk of a seal formed when you close your eyes.

Maybe it’s because I’m craving a nap, or maybe it’s because there’s a good amount of noise and hubbub these days. I just want to hear the sounds of myself, and of loved ones nearby as I rest. There’s a very real comfort in the loud rumble of Newt’s purr while he lays at my throat or listening to breaths taken in a home that’s otherwise silent.

I can’t remember the last time that things were so quiet that my ears rung.

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6844 – Thursday, Thursday

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Big Kahuna is off to Ohio and Georgia this week, Mutt & Jeff are in Michigan. I hope it’s going to be a quiet week. I won’t be sharing an office with LH in a week.. I need the space to train techs, and quiet to to my gig properly… and she can’t work inside my bubble, either. So, she’s off to the front-office with the fax machine and binders.

just got a comment in an entry from March 2001. interesting to see all of the users that commented way back when. I don’t see most of them very often, if at all any more. funny to see all the win98 and win Me machines back then.

something in lj broke my 7/26/04 and 7/21 entries… the system reworked my image tags. I’m not crazy about that at all.

Dan didn’t seem to crazy about my insinuation that a lot of his behavior wasn’t healthy the other day. I’m more of a “moderation in all things, including moderation / do what it takes to get the job done” sort of guy, while he’s a “do the best job that you can on absolutely everything, even if it means fading out from exhaustion / ignoring any deadlines” sort. I feel both viewpoints have merit, I just value my health more than the vast majority of projects.

Archives:

1 year ago – sleep schedule, zombie game (poor thing aborted), monkey helpers, first lost child.

2 years ago– Deer Hunter, Apache, Equality/freedom Poll, Emerson, flying saucer, heroclix 200 point armies, McD hot dogs, wpoison

3 years ago – that piercing woman , lj vibe change, many links (not all work anymore)

4 years ago – Godzilla, quizzes, leftyrok added me, IMT threatens to move all operations north to Tampa, dean martin

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6843 – quickie

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That Bag lady yesterday has increased her stuff, and the amount of totes to go with. She has a walker, a shopping cart, a personal grocery cart, and a large carpetbag full of stuff. She asked me if the republican national convention had started yet.

I think I’m going to set the palm cam to 320 x 260… the double size just seems to be fat pixels.

Honey Graham Life is not very good. I’m going back to Cinnamon next time.

Woke up late… I’ll catch up later, dear journal.

Planet of the Apes as a Twilight Zone Episode I’m pretty dang impressed.

Archives:

1 year ago – got bro a Ganesh, (but I skipped the digeridoo), law and order coloring book, first day at new gig as good server king of the south, gabbed with mi Hala re: jhumkas and moonstones, and happy thoughts of working with her, Shal’weez.

2 years ago – heroclix improvised weapons, deadly toys, poemtag

3 years ago – pirate joke, selectivity, amor, warning label poll

4 years ago – aliens operate on my body, rhymes, colors, stevie

116 years ago –

A plant grows in Mexteca, Mexico, which the natives call the “herb of prophecy.” A dose of it produces sleep similar in all respects to the hypnotic state. The subject answers with closed eyes all questions that are put to him, and is completely insensible. The pathologic state brings with it a kind of prophetic gift and double sight. Furthermore he loses his will and is completely under the control of another. On returning to himself he remembers nothing of what he has done.

-Excelsior Cottager, August 25, 1888

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6841 – Travel Pix, part 3 (Deseo la última edición con cantos dorados.)

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Okay, last batch form the Saturday walkabout. I won’t be doing much this coming weekend, because I’m on call both days. I’ll settle for playing with Newtie, and watching my New DVDs that came in just last night (If I can wait that long)! Thank you again Oneyed, Sedef, and Granny! I fell strongly that my Plastic Man Archives will make it to me by then, too! Ah, comfort is truly giant monsters, plastic man, newton kitty, and spending the weekend in my jammies.

From the outside area of the swap shop – The Fairgrounds –

do ya wanna go fast-aa?