Year: 2004

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Woke in a panic. I’m not putting in the time I have allotted myself to get certain things done.

Here. I present you, my head:

Ok. It’s 4:45. I could get up and exercise. No that would have required laying exercise clothing out last night. What about stretching? No. I can’t think of a single spot in this house that I’d want to lie down on the floor right now. Need carpet. Hide under covers. No. Ok. It’s 5:00 now. Get up! Work on X. No work on Y then X. No work on Z. Yikes. Interview today. Must bathe. Ok calm. Work on father-in-law’s computer. No. Oh no. We have a limited number of days left to fix it. Bath! Yes, a bath will fix all. Hide under covers. No bath. I’m up.

Took a calming bath and made a plan. Woke Tommy at 5:30 and am feeling really good about this day.

my socks are not flame retardant

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Hard day ahead.

How NOT to launch fireworks

The Superficial notes: It’s about time somebody recognized the underrated sport of lollipop surfing…

Dear Abby, I let my 16-year-old daughter attend a frat party where something bad happened.

“Do you want fries with that? Btw, it’s snowing here. How’s the weather at your McDonald’s?”

The order taker is in a call center in Colorado Springs, more than 900 miles, or 1,450 kilometers, away, connected to the customer and to the workers preparing the food by high-speed data lines.

Anyone see India perk up? “I am thinking sthis is a vnew market!”

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I finally feel like I’m getting back on the right track. I’m focused on producing income for the family and results for the clients. I’m putting do-it-yourself on the back burner and allowing the house and the vehicles to fall further into decline instead to earn money to have others fix the issues.

The cash flow still isn’t where I wanted it to be by this point so I’m going to be really strung out over Christmas.

I also feel like I’m still walking a tightrope as several things (jobs, vehicles, teeth, etc) stand the potential for collapsing at any moment.

My posts usually don’t come anywhere close to the quality of Very Mom’s Garlic Shooting Vagina (certainly a novel approach to fending off vampires and husbands). I feel the need to slip into bathroom discussion.

For those of you that may not know this, boys pee standing up but they don’t have to. Girls pee sitting down but they don’t have to. (Device Free method)

Today I chose to stand. Now, speaking of pee I’ve been trying hard these past few days to convince the dog to use the grass instead of the hardwoods. Finally out of her cage she was feeling playful and carrying her tennis ball around to solicit a game of fetch.

I should mention one of the benefits of peeing while standing and public restrooms is the flies, cockroaches and other various moving targets that make it into the urinals. As a matter of fact, as a child my family would frequent a particular grocery store that had toys in the urinals which as liquid was applied would spin and land on horoscope type quotes or points.

Today my target rapidly became a tennis ball. First reaction wanted to be anger but came out as laughter. Second reaction was to question if I could flush that. Third was “do I wash it off?” And final reaction, after finishing my target practice, was to reach in, throw it away and wash thoroughly.

EIGHT in ten women use sex — or the promise of it — to keep partners in line.

Well duh!

And all this time I thought sex with twins was a male fantasy…

It is a paternity suit that not even DNA testing can solve. A five-year-old boy may never know his father’s identity because his mother claims she had sex with identical twins at the time he was conceived.

So last night I finally went to bed after becoming seriously frustrated. I started to get my head around this object oriented undocumented mess and decided to create some hardcopy documentation but suddenly I could print without locking up ColdFusion Studio. Even notepad refused to print.

So I woke up thinking everything would be fine after a good reboot but still nothing would print. Finally I put some paper in the printer and everything worked out fine.

(The Curse of Tecumseh) see also

So Reagan got shot but didn’t actually die. Did this count? Or did he break the curse? Certainly there was no attempt on GW Bush during his first 4 years as the curse would have implied. So, does an article in today’s Knoxville News Sentinel explain that the curse has indeed happened to GW Bush?

Colombia: Rebels sought Bush assassination attempt

Colombia’s main rebel group asked followers to mount an assassination attempt against President Bush during his visit to Colombia last week, Defense Minister Jorge Uribe said. There was no evidence Saturday that rebels even tried to organize such an attack. Uribe told reporters late Friday that informants said the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia told followers to attack Bush during his four-hour visit last Monday to Cartagena, where he met with Colombian President Alvaro Uribe.

Well, this article may not answer The Curse of Tecumseh question but it certainly tells us that Target is not GW’s supplier–looks like he goes straight to the source! (Source of joke: three independent sources close to the Bush family report that Governor Bush was arrested in 1972 for cocaine possession)

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Yikes! The holiday weekend is over. I’d planned 4 days of intensive programming. Where’d it go?! On the positive side it has been a great 4 days. I feel destressed and vibrant but let’s see how the rest of this day goes. I am also getting my head around this Object Oriented PHP but more on that later.

Today I have programming, dog school and more programming.