A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
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This Morning
I gave into sleep last night and woke this morning at 5:30. Again, sleep is almost a waste of time. I am so stressed that it is not good sleep. My muscles ache all the time now. My deadline is tomorrow. I’ve put in 7-8 hour days where they had hoped for 12-14 hour days. I am so disappointed in myself.
Instinctively flinching the boy’s leg slides within his trousers and the dog runs away. It is the clothing and not the body that is glued to the bed. With much difficulty he slides himself out of the clothing and stretches his naked body to remove the aches from lying still and in one position for so long.
The boy stares at the bed pondering his escape. For the first time in his life, he freed himself without the mystics of his fabled friend. This new found capacity to help oneself is overwhelming and causes the boy to swoon.
His foot throbs reminding that an injury persists and that his friend is still inexplicably missing.
Productive day! Calm evening. Now the decision to stay up or go to bed? Hmm.. The pull is strong. The dark side calls.
The Crawford Texas Newspaper endorses Kerry! (That’s Bush’s town!)
And the beast consumed him beginning at his toes. It picked off one toe nail at a time and used it to scrap the succulent jam from between the digits. After the jam was gone the toes themselves were snapped free of the body and swallowed whole. Some fire was applied to the soul of the foot to cook off that tickly stuff and then each foot bitten off at the ankle. Knees snap very nicely when bent the wrong way. The beast describes calves tasting like chicken and the shin being useless. The tights are pulled from their sockets at the hip and set aside for last as the beast’s favorite part of the meal. The genitals have an aphrodisiac affect on the beast and its yearnings cause it to rush through the rest of its meal. Not yet full but satisfied it leaves head to ponder its new bodiless state.
The boy, unable to move anything but eyes, jaw and tongue begins to look around. He then jolts fully awake to roll his eyes toward where he once had feet. A dog licks the jam from between his toes. His feet are still glued to the bed with the rest of his body. He is unable to move anything but his eyes, jaw and tongue. The dog looks into the boy’s eyes. It seems so gentle then with a curt growl bites down on his toes.
Following the X-Prize?
I hate my bogged down antique slow computers!
Student: When do I ask for help?
Master: When do you really need it?
The next day the boy woke. A strange silence weighted heavy in the air. The armies were gone. No mob stood at his window. It could have been a dream if not for the desolation and destruction clearly visible from his bed. He tried to rise and found he could not move. Panic. Calm. He called for the Genie. No answer. Panic. He called again. Utter fear! The Genie was gone and he was glued to his bed.
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This Morning
For the past 3 weeks I’ve had permission to be working 12 and 14 hour days or more and I have been lucky to put in 8 hours. Now it comes to bite in the hind quarters. Why am I failing to get work done in the evening?!
I am so stressed that my body aches. Have you ever wanted an accident or a heart attack to happen just so you could have a break? You know, spend a couple of days relaxing to the beep of a heart monitor?
We just had a Blue Tailed Skink in the house. I’m proud to say I caught it before the cat or the dog did. I really enjoy these things.
When I lived in Wilmington (ages birth-6) and Cary (ages 6-10), North Carolina, I frequently caught the green lizards. We used to have so much fun letting them bite onto your finger and just hang there. I always toyed with the idea of letting one hang on an ear lobe but I don’t think I was ever that brave.
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This Morning
This is crunch week. I’ve planned on working at the office then rushing home to continue working at home. So yesterday I worked at the office (tired as all get out) and rushed home to go to soccer. Then rushed home from soccer to go to a maintenance client to deal with their emergency. Then rushed home to participate in “Drink a beer day” then passed out hard.
I wanted to work from home today but I’m not showing it possible.
In the “Kick ’em while their down!” category we burned up our second dryer in 3 years. Guess its time for a good ol’ fashioned clothes line!
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This Morning
I tried to stay up real late working on projects last night. I failed to get my hours in this weekend due to network issues and lack of creative skills in getting around them. Deadline looms and I’m going to make a bunch of people really unhappy if I don’t pull this off.
Thursday night I was one of many chaperones on the cub scout Sleep with The Sharks program in Ripley’s Aquarium in the Smoky Mountains. I wrote a little on the experience in Tommy’s blog.
I must prepare for this hellish day.
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This Morning
“It’s astounding, time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
But listen closely, not for very much longer
I’ve got to keep control”
I was to put in 48 hours of work this weekend. My vpn would not connect yesterday and I’ve put in none. I am surrounded by unfinished projects calling to me not unlike Philip’s voices call to him (a must read! Exceptional entry!). Some things are getting accomplished. Slightly rewarding I made enough progress on my friend’s drywall that I was able to bring the bulk of my tools home. I see their end near. Tommy’s bed that has been broken for weeks now is in the process of being repaired under warantee. Cathy has made a fantastic effort at either throwing out or passing along stuff we are no longer using. Clutter reduction in process! I so want to not program and just throw myself at the house, the yard and the cleaning. My deadline looms this Friday but starting tomorrow I will be hounded about the status. I should not sleep until next weekend.
