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mostly personal anecdotes where I sometimes try to be humorous

(maybe not always, Not everytime, but sometimes)

  • For Kati

    Well, now that Anna’s gone and patched up the site (and demanded presents), I can’t use the virus/trojan/worm thing as my excuse – well, I could… but that would be a little like cheating… and some of you might suspect. That leaves me with sifting through the mess that is me and trying to extract…

  • And Speaking of Fits…

    Monday I was in a snit, which really isn’t all that remarkable. I live in a snit. While you were voted “Most Likely to Succeed” “Most Likely to be a Politician” (bless your heart), I was voted “Most Likely to be Offended”. In fact, I can work my face into a small little knot in…

  • Housekeeping

    Well, the Big Blue Mess has a virus. So, if your virus scanner is not NAV, then you’re likely not reading this message. Well, McAfee will let you ignore it, but AVG is an angry little antivirus scanner, and you guys can’t get past the splash page so you’re not even close to being able…

  • The Guestbook Returns

    Ok… we’re starting fresh by trying out a free Guestbook service. All of the old messages are gone (as far as you can see), but if you still have a hankering for signing the Guestbook, there’s that’s up and running now. Knock yourself out.

  • My Day

    more cat pictures from ICanHasCheezburger

  • Too Early

    You know it’s too early to be thinking when the sole thought in your head is “don’t forget to put on your shoes before you go to work.” At least, that’s what I’ve been repeating the last few minutes. Right, gotta remember to put on those shoes.

  • Security Alarms

    So, this morning, I woke up around 2am to the sound of our first early warning system going off. Sage – making that sound that sounds almost like a baby crying – that high pitched “I’m flipping in circles by myself and freaking right on out” sound. My first thought was little Indie Orto was…

  • Rant: Don’t Talk About My Momma

    I thought I’d take a moment to remind everyone (all ten of you) of the definition of a “rant”. I know, I know… you already know, but it is one of the tags I use when I decide I just can’t take it anymore and I can’t think of one “near witty”, “perilously close to…

  • Rant: My Mother

    I thought I’d take a moment to remind everyone (all ten of you) of the definition of a “rant”. I know, I know… you already know, but it is one of the tags I use whne I decide I just can’t take it anymore and I can’t think of one “near witty”, “perilously close to…

  • Friends

    Recently, I was having a discussion with a friend over what makes an “acquaintance” versus a “friend” and while we both could go down a list of names and agree that so-and-so was a friend while so-and-so was an acquaintance, we couldn’t quite find a clear line that put a person more solidly in one…

  • Sparkles and Shines

    On my sidebar I have a few links to blogs and websites I frequently visit – all representing people I admire in one way or another. Now granted, I started it off because I decided that’s what people who had blogs did – they had references to other sites to say “hey, see I know…

  • The Little Things

    Cathedral of St. John the DivineOriginally uploaded by Beth Doughty Not too long ago I received this e-mail on Flickr: Schmap East Coast Second Edition: Photo Inclusion Hi Beth, I am delighted to let you know that your submitted photo has been selected for inclusion in the newly released second edition of our Schmap East…

  • The Little Things

  • Father’s Day

    While some of you have “fathers”, “pops”, “old mans”, “dads”, I happen to have a “Daddy”. Despite some raised eyebrows because I’m many decades old, this is the name I have always called him and that he answers to, although it sounds more like “daddaa” than “da-dee”. (Look, I come by this honestly – my…

  • Old Friends

    I love all of my friends, but my hats off to my old friends. Those guys who have stuck around for years through good times and bad. These are the guys that have lost that new friend smell. You don’t have to sniff around conversations wondering what they think, whether they voted correctly or feel…

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