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Oct. 6th, 2012 11:11 amBirthday greetings to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
furrbear.
I'm sure the birthday spankings will be well earned.
furrbear.I'm sure the birthday spankings will be well earned.
Paging Barak
Sep. 15th, 2012 10:39 pmI wonder if barak has seen this yet?
http://www.chiasso.com/store/item.aspx?ItemId=55659
barak has seen this yet?http://www.chiasso.com/store/item.aspx?ItemId=55659
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Jun. 15th, 2012 09:13 pm'tis Friday
How did I miss this meme the first go-around?
Now back as an animated GIF.
Long gone, but mirrored here http://bayeux.datensalat.net
How did I miss this meme the first go-around?
Now back as an animated GIF.
Long gone, but mirrored here http://bayeux.datensalat.net
6th, 7th, 8th
Jun. 7th, 2012 09:58 amHappy Birthday Y'all.
6th - Happy belated birthday toquirkstreet yesterday.
7th - I'm honored to have a birthdate in common withtheoctothorpe and holy13nation (damn, 1960 was a good year :D ) today.
8th - Finishing this run of birthdays tomorrow isjoebehrsandiego.
6th - Happy belated birthday to
quirkstreet yesterday.7th - I'm honored to have a birthdate in common with
theoctothorpe and holy13nation (damn, 1960 was a good year :D ) today.8th - Finishing this run of birthdays tomorrow is
joebehrsandiego.My sister and I were mulling over going to a family reunion of my Dad's extended family and taking her brood.
The plan was to spend time in Birmingham, Leeds, Oxford, and go by my grandparents graves in Brighton.
Her kids think they're from a smallish family because the immediate family is.
They need to see that they have many, many more cousins than they think.
I also wanted the 17 year old niece to meet some of the 8-10 sets of twins in Dad's family to help her take birth control seriously. ^g^
Joy Happy!
I just got a summons for jury duty (either petit or grand) the week leading in to that weekend.
I don't mind serving as a juror.
It is that the timing has ALWAYS sucked.
Federal or circuit it hasn't mattered. It has always been a complication.
Twice for times I wouldn't even be in the country.
I just wish it would screw up something I ^didn't^ want to do for once.
The plan was to spend time in Birmingham, Leeds, Oxford, and go by my grandparents graves in Brighton.
Her kids think they're from a smallish family because the immediate family is.
They need to see that they have many, many more cousins than they think.
I also wanted the 17 year old niece to meet some of the 8-10 sets of twins in Dad's family to help her take birth control seriously. ^g^
Joy Happy!
I just got a summons for jury duty (either petit or grand) the week leading in to that weekend.
I don't mind serving as a juror.
It is that the timing has ALWAYS sucked.
Federal or circuit it hasn't mattered. It has always been a complication.
Twice for times I wouldn't even be in the country.
I just wish it would screw up something I ^didn't^ want to do for once.
Infidelity
Aug. 2nd, 2011 08:54 pm OK folks, it's lurid confession time.
This might be a bit shocking to those of you who have known me for a while.
Today was a day for massive infidelity.
Yes, infidelity. I woke up in the mood for mischief and just did it. I took things in my own hands and had fun.
As I left the house I took a moment to do some thinking. Would I feel dirty and need to come right home and shower? Could I face myself if I did this? How would I tell my other half? Would it matter in the larger scheme of things? The questions were a barrage.
As I drove up, I checked the parking lot. The LAST thing I wanted to do was run in to a friend or neighbor.
I eased in the door without incident, spoke to the clerk and went to the 1st available booth.
After some fumbling to get it out of my pants I was set to go. Gathering my wits and surveying the possibilities I plowed ahead.
That round hole was begging to be filled. With growing excitement I got started and didn't stop until the deed was complete.
Before I left I had gotten satisfaction twice more. Talk about a rush of feelings.
It turned out to be a zero guilt event and might become a regular happening if things take a while to change.
Today I took a black ballpoint out of my pocket and voted in the Republican primary. Yes, I heard those gasps. I was gleefully unfaithful to the Democratic party. I expected to feel like a bit of my soul shriveled, but I guess that happened long ago.
It *was* for the greater good. I voted for the likely runner-up candidate in the close races hoping to force primaries and cost the anointed one money, time, and possible intra-party damage.
It's known as strategic voting. In places like Mississippi the best we can hope for is that the least damaging Republican wins.
This is a way of not accepting the inevitable. As an American, I have ancestors who died to preserve my right to vote. By taking part in elections I have fulfilled my duty.
Some days screwing with the opposition is the best way to speak out. Fortunately monkey wrenches are a long standing American tradition.
If there is no one you want to vote FOR don't sit out elections, don't vote against a candidate, vote for that evil bastards most harmful opposition. Even if it means smudging your shriveled soul.
I won't tell what you do in the booth.
This might be a bit shocking to those of you who have known me for a while.
Today was a day for massive infidelity.
Yes, infidelity. I woke up in the mood for mischief and just did it. I took things in my own hands and had fun.
As I left the house I took a moment to do some thinking. Would I feel dirty and need to come right home and shower? Could I face myself if I did this? How would I tell my other half? Would it matter in the larger scheme of things? The questions were a barrage.
As I drove up, I checked the parking lot. The LAST thing I wanted to do was run in to a friend or neighbor.
I eased in the door without incident, spoke to the clerk and went to the 1st available booth.
After some fumbling to get it out of my pants I was set to go. Gathering my wits and surveying the possibilities I plowed ahead.
That round hole was begging to be filled. With growing excitement I got started and didn't stop until the deed was complete.
Before I left I had gotten satisfaction twice more. Talk about a rush of feelings.
It turned out to be a zero guilt event and might become a regular happening if things take a while to change.
Today I took a black ballpoint out of my pocket and voted in the Republican primary. Yes, I heard those gasps. I was gleefully unfaithful to the Democratic party. I expected to feel like a bit of my soul shriveled, but I guess that happened long ago.
It *was* for the greater good. I voted for the likely runner-up candidate in the close races hoping to force primaries and cost the anointed one money, time, and possible intra-party damage.
It's known as strategic voting. In places like Mississippi the best we can hope for is that the least damaging Republican wins.
This is a way of not accepting the inevitable. As an American, I have ancestors who died to preserve my right to vote. By taking part in elections I have fulfilled my duty.
Some days screwing with the opposition is the best way to speak out. Fortunately monkey wrenches are a long standing American tradition.
If there is no one you want to vote FOR don't sit out elections, don't vote against a candidate, vote for that evil bastards most harmful opposition. Even if it means smudging your shriveled soul.
I won't tell what you do in the booth.
Art for Art's sake
May. 3rd, 2011 07:28 pmAnd just who's Art?
Link to details on the Thermochromic Urinal
Link to details on the Thermochromic Urinal
Peep Show V
Apr. 15th, 2011 02:07 pmMmmmm, Peeps
A shout out from the Washington Post "Peeps Show V" contest to all the Apple Peeps out there.
A nice shot of the line at an APeeple stores for the iPeeped2 release.
A nice shot of the line at an APeeple stores for the iPeeped2 release.
Geekitude Amsterdam Style
Nov. 29th, 2010 12:22 pm If you own an iPad 3G and are heading overseas, the SIM card is NOT tied to ATT.
You can purchase a prepaid local card with wireless and surf away without selling body parts.
Much cheaper than using ATT out of the country.
I owe this tidbit to the tall, fuzzy, helpful, gingerbeer at MacHouse Amsterdam.
Did I mention the tall, fuzzy, helpful, gingerbeer?
Mort swears that I can't go anywhere without making a pilgrimage to Mac shrines.
*HOW* is that a problem, anyway?
You can purchase a prepaid local card with wireless and surf away without selling body parts.
Much cheaper than using ATT out of the country.
I owe this tidbit to the tall, fuzzy, helpful, gingerbeer at MacHouse Amsterdam.
Did I mention the tall, fuzzy, helpful, gingerbeer?
Mort swears that I can't go anywhere without making a pilgrimage to Mac shrines.
*HOW* is that a problem, anyway?
Call me old-fashioned, but I am so fucking sick of bed-wetting tea-baggers.
I was raised to be aware of dangers, try to mitigate the actual ones and face down the unreal ones.
Mom already got a call from a teabagger relative expressing concern about how she could let her baby go overseas.
What the fucking hell happened to the ideal of the "Brave American" and "Man up and get it done"?
Have we become so pathetic that we will lose any last shreds of self respect?
Americans are NOT serious about travel security.
If we were, we would demand bag matching on flights instead of shoe checks.
We would look for out of place activities instead of "suspicious people".
I am aware that there are people intent on making trouble. There always have been.
Be fucking adults and stop whining. "Stay calm and carry on" is the only real way to handle this crap.
Hiding under the bed every time an official yelps BOO is a dishonor to my Patriot ancestors, from the American Revolution to present day.
I flew into Frankfurt shortly after PanAm 103/Lockerbie.
I traveled the UK in the middle of the Troubles.
I flew overseas in the lead up to and aftermath of Gulf War 1.
I was in Germany as communism fell apart and no one knew if it would go peacefully.
People minding their business on domestic flights and working in offices were the WTC victims.
Being aware of your surroundings is a big part of not getting hurt.
Changing your life to avoid vague threats is giving in to fear.
If you leave home you may wind up in a situation where common sense is required.
I guess that's the source of fear for tea-baggers.
I was raised to be aware of dangers, try to mitigate the actual ones and face down the unreal ones.
Mom already got a call from a teabagger relative expressing concern about how she could let her baby go overseas.
What the fucking hell happened to the ideal of the "Brave American" and "Man up and get it done"?
Have we become so pathetic that we will lose any last shreds of self respect?
Americans are NOT serious about travel security.
If we were, we would demand bag matching on flights instead of shoe checks.
We would look for out of place activities instead of "suspicious people".
I am aware that there are people intent on making trouble. There always have been.
Be fucking adults and stop whining. "Stay calm and carry on" is the only real way to handle this crap.
Hiding under the bed every time an official yelps BOO is a dishonor to my Patriot ancestors, from the American Revolution to present day.
I flew into Frankfurt shortly after PanAm 103/Lockerbie.
I traveled the UK in the middle of the Troubles.
I flew overseas in the lead up to and aftermath of Gulf War 1.
I was in Germany as communism fell apart and no one knew if it would go peacefully.
People minding their business on domestic flights and working in offices were the WTC victims.
Being aware of your surroundings is a big part of not getting hurt.
Changing your life to avoid vague threats is giving in to fear.
If you leave home you may wind up in a situation where common sense is required.
I guess that's the source of fear for tea-baggers.
Turn it up to 11!
Sep. 13th, 2010 07:05 pmSomeone in BBC's web development group has a subtle sense of humor.
Not this shiat - again.
Jul. 22nd, 2010 10:41 pmThe worst track for bringing oil into the marshes of AL, LA, MS is almost exactly where the forecast is as of today.
All those oil-icane jokes are a lot less chuckle-worthy now.
The best thing for NOLA is for us or Pensacola to get the center of Bonnie.
I guess taking another one for our Louisiana friends and family isn’t the worst thing in the world, but dayum…
Just keep hoping/praying/sacrificing whatever for Bonnie to stay as far east as she can. I will be.
All those oil-icane jokes are a lot less chuckle-worthy now.
The best thing for NOLA is for us or Pensacola to get the center of Bonnie.
I guess taking another one for our Louisiana friends and family isn’t the worst thing in the world, but dayum…
Just keep hoping/praying/sacrificing whatever for Bonnie to stay as far east as she can. I will be.
Tim Morrison II
Jul. 2nd, 2010 11:27 amInformation on memorial plans for Tim Morrison (bluedevilsf /stelthbear).
Tim’s partner Stephen sent me the following details to post so those who knew Tim would know what was being planned.
I’ll be expressing condolences, but more importantly sharing memories.
“There will be a memorial service on July 31st from 2-4 pm at Lake View Memorial Gardens, 5000 N. Illinois, Fairview Heights, IL, 62208.
We are planning to read any comments/rememberences from friend.
Since I am not on any social sites, people would have to email me at stephen_remer AT yahoo.com.
Tim’s remains will be spread on his mother’s grave and in Northern California (details later).
If you need any other information, let me know."
bluedevilsf /stelthbear).Tim’s partner Stephen sent me the following details to post so those who knew Tim would know what was being planned.
I’ll be expressing condolences, but more importantly sharing memories.
“There will be a memorial service on July 31st from 2-4 pm at Lake View Memorial Gardens, 5000 N. Illinois, Fairview Heights, IL, 62208.
We are planning to read any comments/rememberences from friend.
Since I am not on any social sites, people would have to email me at stephen_remer AT yahoo.com.
Tim’s remains will be spread on his mother’s grave and in Northern California (details later).
If you need any other information, let me know."
I got a call this morning from bluedevilsfs partner with awful news.
bluedevilsf (aka StelthBear from AOL) passed away yesterday evening.
I'll post details on services as I get them.
Stephen said there would be family services down in Illinois next week, followed by a memorial to scatter ashes in Muir Woods, CA later this fall.
Tim was one of my longest term friends from the interwebs.
He was the most hopeful pessimist I knew.
If playing at being gloomy could be raised to an art, he was a mæstro.
I'll miss the “Little Black Cloud” because he brought a lot of joy and light into the people around him.
Stephen will be in my thoughts.
I'm angry, sad, but most of all glad I got the chance to know Tim.
bluedevilsfs partner with awful news.bluedevilsf (aka StelthBear from AOL) passed away yesterday evening.I'll post details on services as I get them.
Stephen said there would be family services down in Illinois next week, followed by a memorial to scatter ashes in Muir Woods, CA later this fall.
Tim was one of my longest term friends from the interwebs.
He was the most hopeful pessimist I knew.
If playing at being gloomy could be raised to an art, he was a mæstro.
I'll miss the “Little Black Cloud” because he brought a lot of joy and light into the people around him.
Stephen will be in my thoughts.
I'm angry, sad, but most of all glad I got the chance to know Tim.
