Sunday, April 09, 2006
Right Out Of Labrynth
This caught my eye because her hair vaguely resembled Devid Bowie’s in Labrynth, which was cool even though one of my favorite examples of an oymoron is “good David Bowie song.”
But Mine Looks Nothing Like That
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Your Lucky Underwear Is Red |
 You’re confident and bold, and your lucky red underwear will only make you more sure of yourself. You have a great zest for life, and you tend to take on impossible goals - and succeed. When it comes to love, it’s hard for you to take the time to open up. You’re too busy conquering the world. So if you’re looking for a little more romance, put on your red underpants. And see where their passion takes you! |
Via my favorite colored CTG.
New England Republican
I have been meaning to note that New England Republican has moved off BlogSpot to its own domain, with a spiffy new design and even more writers. If you’ve never checked them out, perhaps now is the time. I’m not the most regular reader, but I have met “N.E. Republican” and he’s a great guy.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Still Poor
Along with a lot of other people who didn’t win Mega Millions last night. So sad.
Of course, at the rate work is going, being poor wouldn’t last. Too bad it’s all from one client and the boon can’t be expected to last more than three months, but even that’s a lot of extra revenue. Yay.
Of course, with the insane new MA insurance law we could have a lot more money by ceasing to buy insurance, letting the government pick up the tab, and paying the penalty that’s a fraction of what insurance costs. I could use another eight grand a year net.
Speaking of the MA health insurance disaster being foisted on us, Jay Tea has an appropriately disdainful post with an interesting comment thread, including my answer to the question of where employer-provided insurance originated.
Dean has a remarkably positive post with an even more extensive comment thread. Both are worth a look.
It Was The Best Prank Ever
My brother is asking for the best joke or prank (April Fool’s or not) that you have ever been involved in or witnessed, and shares a classic one of his own that is a must read.
Happy Birthday
To my young friend Dana in Fresno, who gave me a very nice preview of Sadie when we visited.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Because it’s Friday again!
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Your Theme Song is Born to Be Wild by Steppenwolf |
 “I like smoke and lightning Heavy metal thunder Racin’ with the wind And the feelin’ that I’m under” A total independent spirit, you can’t be held down or fenced in. You crave the feeling of wind on your face… and totally freedom. |
Thursday, April 06, 2006
It’s 10:30, Do You Know Where Your Blogger Is?
Or husband, depending who you are.
Why yes, he’s just leaving work!
At least the money is good. May as well get it while I can.
I was hoping to fill the empty space here a bit…
But our DVD player chose this week to expire in a fit of irony (Jay got DVDs for his birthday, you see), and the bit of guilty me-time it (in cooperation with the Baby Einstein Company) buys? Gone, baby, gone.
In other news, Sadie is right this minute having a breakdown because she wants grapes and we don’t have any. This is newsworthy because she’s whining, “gay, gay, gay,” and she almost never asks for anything by name or whines with any specificity. Yay for language development.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
American Idol - What He Said
I was going to write an Idol post, and even attempted to take notes during the show. Unusually, we’re in almost complete agreement with Dean, so I will mostly make my thoughts what he said.
This is a tough week for my usual method of naming a bottom three. There is a clear and unquestionable bottom one: Taylor Hicks. YMMV on the next two. It’s easier to name the tops, this time, and Paris indeed seems to be the winner, or among the top three at worst.
I found I liked some of it better than Deb, who knew most of the songs.
Of course, everyone knows Take Me Home Country Roads, which leads to two thoughts; one I observed last night, and the other this morning. With that choice, Taylor played it safe, choosing the same old well-known pop music that he prefers. It was country, but not. It surprises me that he played it perhaps the safest of them all. With that choice, Taylor picked something so well known that it’s easier for people to hear the flaws. Bad choice.
I rather liked Mandisa, enough that I’d hate to call her bottom three, but in relative terms I can see her landing in people’s lists.
We liked Bucky a lot better than Dean did. They appeared to want to showcase him by tossing him at the end.
Chris did what he had to do; showed he can sing and it needn’t be rock. As I put it, he showed that he can sing Urgent or Hot Blooded, but also sing Waiting For A Girl Like You. Or similar “mellow song by a rock group” numbers.
Anyway, see Dean’s post for a mostly “me too” rundown…
Monday, April 03, 2006
April 3 CotC at Jotzel
The April 3 edition of Carnival of the Capitalists is up at Jotzel, hosted there by Rob with a bit of help from me.
Different in this edition is a poll, so you can vote for your favorite CotC post of the week.
There’s some great stuff, so be sure to check it out.
Happy Birthday
To me! Well, if it’s proper to happy birthday in one’s own general direction…
Happy Birthday
To my mother! It occurs to me that I will be exactly 2/3 of her age in 2013. That’ll be cool, but in the less roundly fractional meantime, happy birthday still.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Happy Birthday
To my friend Sherri’s mother.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Peter Davidson.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Mickey,
Happy Birthday
To blogger Bogie, at least if I have her birthday right.
Great Moments In Regulation Indeed
I am working on Carnival of the Capitalists entries for this week, and one of general humor interest just has to be shared.
CotC will be at Jotzel this week, put together by Rob with some help from me. I’m writing up as many entries as I can between late last night and this morning before I have to leave.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Hey Look, A Post!
So today we’re going to a get-together at Chili’s in Burlington at 2:00, for which we are getting ready now, followed by a stop at the giant Barnes & Noble in Burlington, which shares a parking lot with Chili’s, to use our $75 of Christmas gift cards finally. I got up just before 7:00 this morning and instead of blogging I did still more work. Tonight I’ll try to help with this week’s edition of CotC, which I am theoretically co-hosting.
Tomorrow we’ll probably go to my grandmother’s, since it is the Sunday closest to my and my mother’s birthday Monday. Let us eat cake. I may or may not try to fit in some work at the office. Monday or Tuesday I have to return a computer to Wilmington. I also should try to do billing this weekend so I can rescue cash flow.
Meanwhile, the newphew’s computer we rebuilt yesterday is balking about having an OS reinstalled. I forget what AMD it was before, but it was low end at the time, in an Epox motherboard. Since the power supply fried the motherboard, we got an AsRock combo board that takes either of two CPU types, a Sempron 3300, and 512 MB of 400 MHz RAM. I had kicked in a hard drive, external bay (which died), power supply, and the RAM, plus a special 2 hour round trip to get parts, labor and expertise helping, and hours of time in which billable work could have been done instead, in return for help he’s been giving me (which ironically his computer problems took an unexpected bite out of, setting me back, but there’ll be more for him to do coming up). I also built the original computer. At the time I had intended to give each niece and nephew a computer around the time they turned 14, but after the first two I stopped being able to afford it. There’s a bit of parental balkage at paying for the CPU and motherboard, which I was hoping to turn over immediately because my cash flow is dry. It beats buying a new computer, or having to pay someone to fix it. Anyway, the machine acting up got out of hand enough that I will need to commune with it again, and make certain no parts are bad. I seriously doubt it, but at least I’m already planning one return.
Without my nephew’s computer, billing and other unbillable work to keep things rolling, and the run to return the computer with the bad drive, I am looking at enough billable work, if nothing new comes up and I don’t start the next major project that is jumping up and shouting “me, me! Look at me!” before I am done, I have an easy seven consecutive days of work lined up neatly if I only do eight hours of it each day. Deb’s going to get really used to having me out of the house day after day.
So, like, see you now and then in this space. Sometimes. Maybe.