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Guess whose Digicam came?



Newt, after moving food to his fave playzone... what a slobby boy. his dino-toys and chew thingies, and a stolen pick. (thanks to sweetalyssm for removing the green-eye)



He likes the water I splash myself with in the morning.

found object of the day

found on my walk... it's a little large, so I'm lj-cutting it. It's an air-freshener, I think. It made me feel really good.

( happiness )

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Hey neato! Snap Club! a place for folks to post little piccies here and there. very interesting to snoopy scotto.
Thanks to laurak for pointing me to it. How neat!

Ok, back to some text.

Next Monday is officially Danny Day. We're going to get together for breakfast, and just have fun tooling around for a bit. It will be my job to keep the spirits chipper, as he's suffering from teacher burnout. I think a visit to Dave & Buster's, and maybe a long conversation over coffee at Barnie's is in order. Maybe some more wargaming. It'll be a nice fun day to start the week off. I still don't know which day little brother has off next week. I hope it's not Monday.

Heh... there was a time when I would become actively engaged by the Dave Sim/Alan Moore debate, but now, it's just sort of silly. fascinating reading from a nostalgic point of view, though. The sniping is sharp.

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[Poll #17029]

no, it has nothing to do with eating meat. it's a people thing.

Next time you go to McDonalds - reflect on this.

$5.75 ain't much. $5.75/hour X 40 hours/week X 52 weeks/year = $11,960. that's before taxes are taken out. some people said it was disrespectful for me to take a job at mcdonalds --- i didn't need the money, and they thought that i was making fun of people that work there. the opposite is true: i gained a bucket of respect for people that bust their butt for such low pay. it's one thing to scan past stats about americans that make $12,000 per year -- or read about them in the paper. but, to actually work a tough fry-heaving, mcnugget-wielding 6-hour shift --- and get home smelling like those fries and mcnuggets -- and realize that you only made about $30 that day... that's a serious eye-opener. interpret as you see fit.

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Goooood to be home. I *really* didn't want to be there today... nap and wrap urge was very strong. Speaking of very strong, there was something stinky outside my door... what was that?

Note to self, make sure my backup knows how to do certs and some more of the misc stuff before I go home tomorrow.

Pleasantly surprised that Diana didn't really get uppity with me beyond her normal range. I was on alert status and didn't have to deal with any real trouble.

also, via mskaren911 a nifty moon site. (warning, sound, but you can disable it)