Those are April Fool's fireworks heading your way, not nukes.
April Fool's! They are nukes. Much of the world has had it's fill of you.
Let's see ... '70s, US hostages.
Now ... UK hostages.
Wow ... tigers don't change their stripes!
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehn, goodbye!
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Dear Tehran
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Dew
Like life, fleeting, though beautiful in the time it is there. Spring, dew, droplets, magic in the moment.
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Saturday, March 31, 2007
Work erratic
M: 11-4 (likely out of town later that day)
T: 10 - 3 (FW)
W: 8 - 4:30
R: 2 - 10
F: 5 pm - 1:30 am
S: 5 pm - 1:30 am
N: OFF
M: 11 - 8
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Friday, March 30, 2007
Shouting out names
I wound up sounding like Phil Harris from Disney's Robin Hood. "Fortunes told!"
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Wearing work
Well, twice I wore what I make ... stuff at work. I bumped into a person carrying stuff. Bam -- I'm wearing it! Later, this same person accidently squirted herself with spray -- wearing it.
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Thursday, March 29, 2007
Special to some, 'special place in the sun'
So, in a conversation, alcohol was regarded with sin and bad stuff, while this plant above was common, held higher than cigarettes -- so terrible a substance. Drugs, by any other name, would smell just as foul.
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"I'll see you after work"
Well, hours later, she's still comfortable with me, enough to talk candidly about a few things. The sad bit is ... I'm really not attracted to her. + Now, how to say that, especially when my goal has been to get her to do the right things for her life -- take the opportunity she has been given (work-related).
Damn, damn, damn!
I think I shall never talk again, it gets me involved when I really wish to opt out.
+ Hey, what's with all the luggage? Oh, that! That's just my emotional baggage.
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Stopping hotrod
Squealer was stopped last night. I passed him on my way home last night. Ah, an officer probably had an interesting ticket for that guy. Let's see ... reckless driving. Dude, you're goin' to court!
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I saw, I bought, I buy again
I remarked that the phones at work were bad. They agreed. I then had to find phones to replace them. I shouldn't have opened my big mouth. I found a phone, bought it as per the GM's request. "Hmm ... okay. Buy another one."
[excited music sound]
"Another shrubbery?!"
"Or you can securely lock the doors with these anchovies."
So, this morning I will buy another phone. Thankfully, they did indeed pay me for the phone I brought to them.
+ the dialogue is sampled from Monty Python's Search for the Holy Grail
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Tuesday, March 27, 2007
jobs, not here
I looked ... axe flung into the air ... then I lick smacked the axe and found no gold nor any silver. +
+ reference to "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer", Yukon Cornelias' character
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Snap, crackle, March
It's flippin' March dudes! I think you are starting a bit early. I guess, as long as it isn't 1 a.m., I'm alright with it.
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Killarney Castle
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A day off that isn't a day off
I was scheduled a day for a class, but the GM forgot whether it was Tuesday or Thursday. I am pretty sure that would take some hours of my regular schedule, but who knows. I know that I'm paid for it. It would be nice, even if it ate up a day off that I could get a little larger paycheck for one half-day of paid work.
As consolation prizes, it would be clean -- I wouldn't smell like my general work and I would be finished and in town by 4.
I have yet to google calendar it, for I do not yet know the date. That being the case, I have not requested off a day that I was going to ask off, for I have another distant "opportunity" as it were.
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Monday, March 26, 2007
crashing waves
An unexpected walk and talk ... by the lake.
Bike shop where, if I had money, I could have bought a nice bike.
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squealer
Last night there were two cycles ahead of me in traffic. There was also a punked and roughly assembled car in the far lane. At the color verde, the car peeled off, far ahead of the cylces. Interestingly enough, no cops were around. The cycles could have easily passed the fool, but were wise enough not to risk tickets. The car driver, in a last, ballsy and triumphant brainless macho move, squealed his tires before pulling off to another street. God willing, there weren't any children in the street.
Man, that driver was so ... me, years ago.
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Sunday, March 25, 2007
Banker's hours webpage?
I went to the site of my 401/403 caretaker and it isn't working today. Huh. Webpages not open on weekends, like some businesses. Imagine that! I didn't know you could do that!
I'm none-too impressed.
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Saturday, March 24, 2007
So, I guess you shouldn't smoke, right?
Video shows graphically, why people should not smoke. Simple, real, but smokers won't learn. I don't credit smokers with intelligence, as smoking is dangerous -- no matter from under what stupid rock you got any other ideas.
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