Monthly Archives: October 2007

What Monster Are You?

You Are A Vampire

You have a real thirst for bliss, and you consider yourself a true hedonist.
And you’re not afraid to walk alone in life, if it means getting what you truly crave.
You truly enjoy entrancing people. Not to mention the ensuing pleasures of the flesh.
Your tastes have been called decadent and bizarre. You usually give in to your temptations, no matter how primal

Your greatest power: Your flawless ability to seduce and charm

Your greatest weakness: Human flesh

You play well with: Werewolves

Grrls Tangled Up at Work


Took this photo at my computer at work. Didn’t get a really good one. I was sure someone would notice the flash going off.

Red Witch

Stump Busters and Sploggers

The stump busters are here. Working out in the backyard right now. Getting a birch tree chopped down from it’s mighty heights down to size zero. Taking out two or three stubby stumps left over from trees (much smaller) which we took out ourselves when we moved in here in August. It’s interesting to watch the stumpbusters as it says on their truck. I can’t see much from the window and don’t want to be in their way outside, but I’ve been watching some from the kitchen window.

One of the big parts of the tree came down a few minutes ago. It hit the group with a huge thump, more like a resounding thud or thunder. Now I know how they came up with the word for thunder way back in those cave people days. Likely it was on some dragon hunting expedition when the dragon got tired of the whole hunting then and just sat on all of them. One junior hunter escaped (being light and able to run very fast) and told the village about the sound of thunder as the dragon made the hunters one with the Earth, literally.

I was reading a post today on an email list, they were talking about the death of usenet. Some people won’t even know what that is. I’m back from the days of usenet and IRC. I have used them both. Been semi- addicted for awhile. Gotten over it to the stage where I just look back and smile at the memory of all the silly and just plain lame things I did. I miss usenet and IRC now and then. But it won’t ever come back to what it was. Someone has to force their almighty buck-making strategies on us all and something else is ruined forever. Spoiled if not fully ruined. Like a slow poison which gradually kills it off. Starting at the finger tips and working up to the brain till it is full of spam and nothing alive to keep it going. Why do we let this happen?

Now that usenet is pretty much dead and we should have learned from that (if not other examples long before) why don’t we do something to protect the next body parts of the Internet? Weblogs are especially spam poisoned. Websites are too but mainly in the blog fingertips. It’s been a few years since blogs were just blogs, fun to read, wildly daring and innovative. Now blogs are usually stuffed with junk, like getting your snail mail and finding nothing but advertising and bills. Not worth the trip to the mail box. Why don’t we do something to stop it before blogs are as dead as usenet?

I don’t know what we can do really. I guess that is why so little is done. We let advertisers and get-rich-quick-any-way-you-can types do as they please. Free enterprise right? No matter what gets poisoned and killed off.

Anyway, I am keeping my blog as junk free as I can. No ads at least. I do have some of the things like blog lists and communities. It bothers me how so much of the content of those communities are splogs and people who want to be friends for traffic, the real traffic whores and not in a humourous way at all.

Enough ranting. I’m soon getting ready for work, the last day of my work week. Likely to be a day full of billing questions from people who have had their delinquent accounts disabled. Why are so many of them surprised?!

Happy Halloween for those who are in the spirit early.

Soon it Will be NaNoWriMo,,,

I’d like to be writing something for NaNoWriMo this year. I did try it one year. Got a late start but did well for a few days. Then more upheaval, literally. I moved again.

I’d like to get into it this year but it’s not looking good. I’m pushing myself to keep the blog going (more or less). I had an article on the go but it’s been gathering dust bunnies to its funeral this week. I have had lots of ideas and fiction too but nothing is getting past my brain cells and onto the keyboard.

Maybe I just need to get away for a few days, alone, to recharge the batteries. It seems that every day I do get off from work is sucked away from me before I even begin to do more than plan some great adventure. All my plans are futile and assimilated by the family, mainly the Mother. She’s not Jewish, its more of an Irish/ Celtic guilt.

So I’ve done a lot of babysitting- good for the nephew and nieces but leaves me feeling I never really had a day off at all. Plus my room is a dump. I got clothes washed but have not put anything away. This is how I am always called the family mess. I’m sure someone else would be able to get all this done and still hop off to work and come home and skip going to bed so she could update her blog and do all that other good stuff. But, I’m just not her. It would be useful. Sleep is boring anyway.

Zack is coming out for the weekend. I’m working but will be around for part of the day to see him. They started him on drugs now. Imagine a 12 year old boy taking drugs. I guess it makes it easier for the parents and medical people. They can blame it all on him rather than admitting they live in chaos and don’t really take care of their kids. Much easier to say it’s all in his head. What kind of person is that creating? How can he ever learn to be strong if they keep knocking him down and upping his dosage if he still doesn’t perform like some robot child? Makes me really angry. I’m trying to just forget it rather than say anything. I’m trying not to tell her that a kid might benefit from having a regular bedtime and getting fed a real meal rather than scrounging the cupboards for stuff in boxes and plastic bags.

Anyway, soon time to get to work. I’m busing today. Not so bad. I don’t have to park the car or walk to and from the parking space. Not that it’s a huge trek but I do seem to have lost some of my walkability. I was surprised how soon my shins started to ache. The plan is to get a good pair of walking shoes and get back to more walking this Fall. Likely after the Mother is gone on her way to Florida. By then I should have more control over what I do when I have a day off from work.

Happy almost Halloween!

Wednesday is the New Sunday

Trying to get out today for some photos. Time keeps getting taken away from me. My Mom wants me to go down to Newmarket plus I have errands to tackle and there is only so much daylight left now that I have the car available. Will be easier when I get my own… soon I hope!

October Babbling

I don’t know why it seems like such an effort to write anything the past couple of months. Maybe I’m confusing myself with a bear, thinking I’m going into hibernation. Whatever it is I’m not going to win any prizes for keeping my blog going.

Tonight is the last day of my working week. I have Tuesday and Wednesday off. Already making some plans for a road trip. Anyone know of an abandoned house on the way south to the town of Simcoe? I was going to try the Orangeville area as I have a few around there which I have been intending to get to. I think I will have my own car for November so that will make the road trip plan easier as I will only need to arrange my own time and gas money.

I lost my password for Ubuntu so now I have to delete the whole thing and reinstall it just to do anything at all with it. Why does it make you have a damned password in the first place? Will it blow up if someone else looks at it? I don’t have a password on my computer so I really do not want one on anything else. It’s like those stupid car alarms. They only person they go off on is the owner of the car. If anyone was actually stealing the car they would never go off at all. (Or they would be ignored). People really need to get rid of some of their issues with needing security. If you really feel that paranoid hire your own personal body guard. Hire one to stand around all day and guard your car and another for the computer and another for the bathroom in case someone doesn’t flush.

At least you’d be helping out your community by offering employment to people who might have been passed over at the local telemarketing company or McDonalds. Go you! But you may need a second job yourself to pay for all that security. Still, you’d always have someone hanging around, protecting you, your privacy and your goods and services and whatever other flotsam and jetsam.

I think it would be like getting suffocated with your own security blanket. I know it would drive me crazy.

Soon time for the working day. Sunday was kind of an easy day. Nearly all the calls were just reboots. Monday isn’t likely to be so easy. Most people save up their really big messes for Monday. Meanwhile Saturday is when all the lunatics phone. I guess that’s the day the guard at the asylum has off.

Here’s Laughing at You


Garden gnome I noticed while on a road trip yesterday.

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