In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida

My favorite radio station is doing a “top 885” song countdown. I’m not entirely sure what number they’re down to now, but they started this morning and won’t end until Friday sometime. They just played In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida. The long version. Simon and Garfunkle’s “Homeward Bound” has just started. It’s a very surrealistic blast from the past…

Update

I haven’t set myself to write recently. I can’t explain why, though there are a lot of excuses I could use. At work, during breaks, I used to flesh out an outline of my daily activities, to be proofed and updated at home. I no longer have the luxury of break time most days, and…

Audit tomorrow

And damn, do I have a bad feeling about this. We’re a good company, and we try to do things right. But so many things on this audit are “anything less than 100% is failing.” And I simply can’t guarantee that everything is going to go right 100% of the time. If any of about…

T minus 2

Things are hectic here at the OK corral at the moment. The countdown to the audit is now less than 48 hours, and people are suddenly waking up to the fact that yes, this is going to happen. I’m at the “don’t give a flying fig” stage at the moment. There’s no more I can…

The End of Summer

You can spin the light to gold. Summer goes out with neither a bang nor a whimper. The week is sizing up to be rain free. The days are starting out in the mid-fifties, and climbing to eighty or so. The trees are showing various amounts of color. The walnuts are always the last to…

Mail Call

In my inbin from yesterday: Hello Friends, Please see the invitation below regarding our screening premiere of the Discovery Health Documentary Gift of Life: A Series on Organ Donation and Transplantation on Weds, September 22nd. You will receive a formal invitation in the mail later this week. Discovery Health Channel Premieres Gift of Life: A…

Seeing past the Mask

Would you like my mask? Would you like my mirror?Cries the man in the shadowing hood. While I was driving to the Polish Festival on Sunday, a rather nice looking (albeit young) dude in a drop-top red and sporty something-or-other passed me rather slowly. He had his CD jacked up, playing Loreena McKennitt’s “Marrakesh Night…