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working hard…

I’m glad she came back… lots of work today, but it was made easier by just talking with her for a while.

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I’m very happy, if harried here at work.

In other news, another story added on tales, will post the link as soon as I polish it some more.

I’m hungry, and want the smell of rosemary, lavender or african violet…

Looks like a pizza night… no Pix! maybe I should get chinese again?

Cider’s back! how wonderful!!! Always glad to see her out and about.

This weekend will be the first ‘solo’ movie in a while… maybe I can get back in with the staff at pompano muvico, shoot for freebies in exchange for bringing them coffee… it worked out well at the gateway. ๐Ÿ™‚

If only there was a coffeehouse closer by. withing walking distance? Ray has it good. He’s local to malls, record stores, duncan donuts, los olas…. nice neighborhood, victoria park… 2 art theatres and a lovely borders all withing reasonable walking distance.

I have the stripmall of sin (more about that later), a dead mall, and a decent movie theater. ๐Ÿ™‚

back to work, process is done.

one more thing… door locks were just broken, but a laptop was stolen from work! yikes!

see you kids later.

In Your Eyes

love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes

love, I don’t like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes

I wish I knew the origin of this. from my weirdness files, under affirmations of humanity. a special item, for the cowgirl riding off into the sunset, the queen bee, the sexy clown, the shy, benevolent dictator, the fae lass, the most wonderful split bamboo.

Set your feet free and your mind will follow…

about snowflakes and shoe sizes, elephants and castles, sleepyheads and folk up all night.

I’m smiling, wondering why some folks find clowns so phobia inducing? not seamy underbelly of the world drunken, unshaved clowns with machetes, mind you, but whiteface clowns and to another extent, mimes. what caused such an extreme reaction? Nobody is afraid of jesters and stand up comics, are they? Where does carrot top fit in? He’s a prop comic. more clown than comic, making the cross-over?

Which brings on another thought…

While I like snuggling under blankets, making a fine cocoon of covers, I don’t like wearing socks. Really never have. Every possible opportunity, I wear birkenstocks to work, go barefoot if I can. Perhaps it my feet got colder, but they’re pretty all-weather. I forget if I posted a link to barefooters, but I shall here.. I really enjoy seeing that it is legal to go unshod many many places. I think it’s the constricting confinement. tight socks feel too binding, and loose socks are a bane to walk in.

Now I know the above isn’t as interesting as bee-man, but I’m just babbling today. 40 more shopping days until Christmas (or the year end holiday of your choice… to paraphrase latraviata.) Speaking of which, I think it’d be a nice gesture for members of tern to write latraviata a little thank you poem or note for her efforts, and poetry writing for the members… what do you kids say?

Misc links of interest.

news article – Cops chase Donuts

Sumo Sailor Moon

conspiracy…can anyone validate this?

Diggit:

“Until 1989 the only American foundation that had made any substantial contribution to schizophrenia research was the Scottish Rite of Freemasonry, headquartered in Boston. The Scottish Rite had done so in fact since 1934, funding many high-quality research projects during years when virtually no other research funds were available. It has continued to run this program, and to be an important source of funds for researchers on schizophrenia.”
— E. Fuller Torrey, MD; Surviving Schizophrenia: A Manual for Families, Consumers, and Providers; Chapter 6: What Causes Schizophrenia?; Funding for Schizophrenia Research (paperback,p.173)

Ahem.

WHAT??!!??!! What’s the dealie-o here? Why are the Freemasons so interested in schizophrenia?

Hmm…

sayra pointed out that one of the factoids from a book of trivia I posted earlier is untrue… apparently, it’s not rude to tip in Iceland….Curse you, Max for your fibs!

Which brings to mind a question. How does a “book of trivia/factoids” check it’s sources? I rather dislike having misinformation in my skull if I can help it. I sometimes wonder that about all our knowledge, and how much is patently untrue, while being accepted as fact… Did we really land a man on the moon? Is the world really round? Some of these things can be investigated, while others have to be taken in good faith. It’s not like I can go to the moon, and look for flags. I’m confident that there is math and travel that will allow us to see that the world is a ballish thing though. But why publish something that is apparently patently untrue? Filler, and the odds no Icelander (is that the right term?) will find out about it? I enjoy tipping folks for a job well done, and would’ve deprived someone of a gratuity if I took the book at face value (as I pretty much had…) while visiting Iceland.

so much for my Icelandic trivia… I wonder if my other limited knowledge of there is also incorrect….Is it true that the phone books are listed by first name? Are many of the women there as cute as Bjรถrk? Is it really nice there, while Greenland is cold and rocky, misnamed so sailor-types could have a happy private place to live?

Anyhow, thanks for the correction, Sayra…

everybody have fun tonight… everybody wang chung tonight….

A little FYI for any and all Evil Dead fans out there — “Evil Dead: Hail to the King” for Playstation and Dreamcast shipped October 31st, so be sure and buy eighty copies. I honestly haven’t seen enough of it to know if it’s gonna be any good or not, but this is the one time I will go ahead and say the heck with substance in favor of a license — something quite against my principles, but if it contributes to generating enough interest in the series to make an “Evil Dead 4,” then it’s justified.

However, if any of you little rascals ever buys a lousy South Park game again, I will be forced to beat you with a stick of lime pixie dust.

Due to the great resurgence of super-hero stuff.. I thought I’d provide you all with a good costume source.

lucha libre / wrestling masks, figures, or just funky lucha stuff in general

I especially recommend the Mexican wrestling mask gallery. I really admire the Payasos, Ormiga, Mexicano, and Alebrije

Please note, I have a low opinion of wrestling. but the lucha costumes are a hoot.

I think if we tattooed lucha masks on criminals, it’d be much simpler to find and arrest them.

that made no sense. I’m going to bed. ignore that prior line.

Thinking about wishing wells… if you could have one wish on a fountain, what’d you ask for?