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7519 – donated platelets today
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Jimmy Neutron marathon while I donated today. Donor POV shot. 🙂
7518- donated platelets today
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The Gizmo that takes white blod cells, and gives me back everything else. The apheresis process takes about 90 minutes. (2 hours if you count sign-in)
Good premiums today.. They bought my lunch, gave me an american Flag beach towel, a T-shirt and a free AMC movie pass.
Not a bad haul for a lazy-man’s charity.
7515 – things seen today…
things seen today with one foot
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7516 – on the bus (6/30/05 – 7am)
good things this week –
Newton
supportive friends
Magda
2 Free bus passes
2 free blueberry cake doughnuts
payday
43 things
pictures
stumbleupon
heavy rain
old time radio / big bands
not bad for just off the top of my head.
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Protected: 6893 – Sneak-shot test
6884 – Earache follow- up
| Doctor’s Office I didn’t have to wait at all. ear is looking good… antibiotics did the job, thank goodness. |
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| tree on the way out happy tree! |
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| Eckerds / CVS longer wait. I’m glad I called it in as I walked there. |
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| in the room it feels very 70’s science lab. spider plant, wacky yellow-green walls. should I trust a doctor with dying plants in his office? |
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6866- 09/04/04 – 11:58 am
Reading in Dan’s room while he grades lab reports. The poor guy spends more time grading than the student takes to do the report, I suspect. He’s putting together grading templates now, to make the job easier.
It’s quiet right now, the only sounds being those of Dan typing, Janet
working on a pattern, and Newt bebopping around the house, in search of
that hidden cricket.
Dan talks to himself a bit while grading. I’m going to watch myself over the next few days, to see if I gab solo as often as these guys… I suspect that most of my internal monologues stay inside.
some hurricane piccies:
Dan walking by the lake, pre-storm – we visited the ducks, which looked
rather like a crossbred crew of lovely mallard and ugly muskie.
it was pretty dark inside the house with all the aluminum shutters up – the only natural light available was via the front door.
newt seemed to like the new terrains available to explore, lots of
surfaces, nooks and crannies to sniff out. He doesn’t seem to like hanging out with Dan or Janet much… I suspect that they’re a confusing “new furniture” to him.
I haven’t shaved since Wednesday, so scruffy is the fashion statement this week.
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6838 – photo test post
trying to email-post image to lj
Kevin Matchstick from the mage comic
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[edit: woo, it works! Color me photobloggin’ without the little script I wrote!]
6807 – riding the bus, and etc.
Well, I changed the past again, but I had the paradox inhibitor on, so I have no idea what from, and really, what to.
Ah well.
Palm update from yesterday – 8/3/04 – bus ride to work
7:20 am – The route 1 bus’s scrolly-sign time settings are off, making it seem 2 hours later than it actually is.
Particularly bumpy ride… time to repave SE 3rd ave. It’s cool outside – the rains have suppressed the heat nicely.
12:24 pm – Morning meeting went well, met the new fund raiser… she seems nice enough, sort of reminds me of Betsy Sylvester, the girl up the street from my Boynton days.
Denny’s for lunch… veggie burger is rather expensive. i should keep some provisions in the freezer for the future.
Bro goes to court on Thursday? I wonder how he’ll do? I imagine he’ll be released, but you never know.
4:35 pm – There are a lot of well-dressed, damaged people on the bus, though not so many vagrant-types. Both mentally and / or physically broken folk. It reminds me of rt60, that goes to the methadone clinic… the price of riding the bus serving the hospital, jail, and courthouse. Not nearly so tricky a crowd on the 3:30 run.
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More shots of the “mystery creature” spotted around Maryland and North Carolina. It seems to be able to project the “blur-field” that Bigfoot-type beasties use to hide with.
The old opening to the I Dream of Jeannie TV show with the brushes on the drums and trumpets is really spiffy, though the more familiar theme is simpler to stick in my skull.
I first heard the euphemism “honking out a dirt snake” yesterday. Noted, but it’s unlikely that I’ll ever use it outside of writing dialog for a character here or there.
The David Rumsey Historical Map Collection has over 10,000 maps online. The collection focuses on rare 18th and 19th century North and South America maps and other cartographic materials.
6750 – misc.
7/2/04 8:13 pm @ the laundry, once again.
no wireless today… It looks like the doctor next door shut down for the long weekend. No matter, I have plenty of things to read or write offline.
Ãœ – The Shoo-smilie. I still prefer it to 🙂 or ^_^ for a happy face.
hungry for Chinese takeout tonight, but I think I’ll hold out until Sunday call.
I haven’t been in reading mode this week… Still reading, but not the massive quantities usually digested.
Tired eyes, awake mind this evening. Maybe a music night… maybe a horseplay night with Newt.
8:57pm place started empty, but now hopping with people. got to love the variety… mostly young people.
For no good reason whatsoever, my bootup image on the palm –
6739 -I am the Menace from the Purple Planet!
Le Prince Bleu – nifty movie, and the soundtrack is great.
Abandoned and Little-Known Airfields: amazing research on this site, which among many nationwide listings (including a *lot* of notable Maryland fields), has two separate listings of Miami-area airfields, including some amazing old photos of Dinner Key, several others.
hmm… email posts did work from the road, fortunately, I cc’ed my regular email.
Pasted –
6/26/04 1:37 pm in front of courthouse .
3 wifi access points, all closed. named BOSS (45), glodemo(40), and scales(40). strong signals, considering the distance from the building to the road.
6/26/04 2:11 pm – rte 10, fed hwy.
bus population –
driver – all business white man, 50 or older. jet black hair, likely dyed. an anachronism… professional in a business full of the rude and slovenly. probably a hard case with mooch-riders, but returned my ‘afternoon’ greeting.
1 Asian mid/late teens boy, with older Asian girl, 20ish speaking mandarin, as far as I can tell. happy.
all-female family unit; black grandma [50’s], mamma [25ish], and two kids, 7, and maybe 2. all but the smallest wearing khaki blouses and blue jeans. youngest wearing a pink sun dress, stark contrast… highlight of the group – cutie. older sis eating corn chips from a brown paper bag.
white man, paint-spattered t-shirt and jeans. has some sort of paperwork in a grocery bag., along with a banana. he sits quietly, face vacant.
older white woman, retirement age. clean clothes, but filthy carry on. i wonder if she’s homeless. well-equipped… wristwatch and glasses in good repair.
passing the hustler store, under construction – taking applications. maybe i should tell bro.
rowdy teens got on, at the gateway theater – were sternly warned by driver to be good. intimidation seems to have worked for the moment.
teens good until off the bus, then yelled “smoke weed!” once going out the door. i haven’t heard it called weed for a long while… usually just pot or smoke.
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#6241 Enlightenment Cartoon
#6237 palm cartoon, haiku
From the palm, I chase after Sauron on my walker. (drawn in the waiting room at the doctor’s this morning)
Haiku to celebrate –
Movin’ Right along
Sauron’s Eye of Evil Laughs
He owes me five bucks.
During my nap earlier, I dreamt my sweetie was wearing an eye-patch and kissing me like crazy. Works for me! I didn’t find the eye-patch unusual at the time… I feel it was just costuming.
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A picture of a tombstone got me to thinking….
Discovered that the only email I seem to get from Bigfoot is spam, anyway. Let it bounce, I say.
I feel that the resized version actually helps the tombstone out… smoothes it more comfortably, and kills the jaggies.
Reflecting on the little service tunnels in the Boynton Beach mall. when they were building it, my brother and I would run around in there, and I played lazer tag (that spelling always bugged me… it’s LASER! Acronym! Light Amplification by the Stimulated Emission of Radiation! Like SCUBA, or NASA) in them with my buddies at the time. The perfect place to run and hide was underneath the escalators being built… reminds me…when I was a child, I remember having nightmares about escalators. They were in department stores, so underneath them, bathed in the green light, lived the mannequins. Where else would they live when they weren’t wearing clothes? a whole nation of subterranean naked mannequins…maybe it’s just me, but it’s still sort of scary.
I just looked at the mall food directory… the Taco Viva (yikes… whose nephew did they get to do the homepage?) I first worked at is gone. Fun times in the giant freezer, with rubber gloves full of frozen “el scorcho” sauce, set up to look like a lopped off arm… the mop dipped in hot water, and then slapped against the roof, freezing it there. I wonder which place replaced it? I didn’t know that Taco Viva, like Burger King and Miami Subs got its start in South Florida… I wonder if it’s just a local phenomenon? Weird… the first Taco Viva that ever opened was launched exactly a year and a day before I was born. I still remember the horrible Clint Eastwood “Mirage” commercials of folks lost in the desert, only to find a Viva oasis… (MM! over salted, spicy food when you’ve been trapped in thirsty heat!) When the person said “MmmM! Great taco, it all evaporated, because “he didn’t say viva…” “When you say taco, say viva” was the tagline. This is what the viva looked like, to a degree. A 3-d drawing of the old place… very strange seeing it like that, something like 17 years later. Thing is, they have far better food than Taco Bell… fresher, better portions, and serve beer with the meal in the food court. When I gamed with the Colinas, it was a regular mall staple. (Though they eventually turned me on to the much cheaper bell )Now I wonder if there are any Perkins or Lums left. (After research, Perkins, big yes, Lums… mehbeh.)
Anyhow, running around the mall after hours, whooping loudly, and laughing with the big security guard guy… what was his name? PJ? Something like that. I can’t remember but he was a nice guy, though sort of creepy because he was 30ish and seemed immature to us 16-year-old guys. A giant empty mall is the best place to play lazer tag, ever. Especially if you have two teams of about six people each.
Parting Quote from Norville “Shaggy” Rogers –
Hey, lady! Like, I thought this was America? I don’t want to live in a country where four hippies and a talking dog can’t have the freedom to catch fake ghosts with the occasional help of Phyllis Diller or the Harlem Globetrotters! That’s my America! And while you may not agree with my opinion, you’re not gonna change it!
Last but surely not least…
HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY LITTLE LEXIE LUTHOR!