It wasn’t my fault! All I can say in my own defense is that the Dear Diary system had a severe case of the indigestion, and I was unfortunate enough to attempt to update multiple times during the worst of it. I really did check after each update to see if the entry was there….
Well, I have escaped the “moral dilemma” with my scruples intact. So far. To recap for those of you who missed the September 22nd episode of Palimpsest, The Diary, I was facing Wednesday with more than a little trepidation. Company meetings were scheduled that would unveil our big marketing plan, and there were believable rumors…
I noticed today that my fingernails all have a ridge on them about halfway up from the cuticle. The top half of the nails is courser looking, with perhaps a slight yellow cast to it. The bottom half has more of a matte finish, and looks smoother and pinker. The ridge must be the dividing…
I still play with the magnetic poetry set in my office, though I’ve not posted any poems recently. It tends to make me feel like an e. e. cummings wannabe, since the only capital letter in any of the sets is the letter “I”. I noticed this poem on the board my office Friday: I…
You who are better read than I will recognize the Faulkner quotation right away, but I heard it for the first time tonight, while watching the Z’Ha’Dum episode with commentary on the Babylon 5 third season set I purchased earlier this month. In essence, if I understand the partial quotation offered up in Straczynski’s commentary,…
This is the weekend for that annual air show at the nearby air base. Long time readers may recall that I went last year with my friend Dr. Twenty Cats (actually, I think she’s up to twenty-one again, but “twenty” is easier to type out). There was virtually no advertising done for the show this…
So here I am, on the second floor at my computer, by the window. I am watching one of my neighbors from across the way. I’ve been spying on her for two days. Right now she is hauling a fairly sizable piece of furniture across the lawn and through the trees. It looks like a…
An updated picture with labels: Sorry about not having Dumpster Lady pics. I considered taking them, but since I have no way to download pictures from my camera to my terminal, I wouldn’t have been able to post them anyhow. I may well get The Socialist to take one picture for me to be posted…
I recall vividly what I was doing two years ago today, right now. I imagine most everyone in the US remembers what they were doing too. In fact, I’m willing to bet they were doing the exact same thing I was. They were glued to the television, or the radio. They were witnessing the aftermath…
Only 23 more ads have come in since last I ranted. Looks like the spam artists have had a slow night. Making up for that, though, I notice that in one of my hotmail accounts that 111 little pieces of spamitis have come in today. That’s a little over the usual count, so I guess…