6748 - 183 Days into 2004. 183 Days to go.

Lazy daydreams and nice thoughts of mi Habibti this morning. Not much for writing, so here's some linkiedoos.

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Five pounds of silly putty for $60. (plus shipping) Egg not included, but you can buy 144 glow in the dark plastic eggs for $5.

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Things in the sky on this day in:

• 1900 - First zeppelin flight on Lake Constance near Friedrichshafen, Germany.



• 1937 - Amelia Earhart and navigator Fred Noonan disappear over the Pacific Ocean while attempting to make the first round-the-world flight at the equator. (Nobody ever remembers Fred.)



• 1947 - An object speculated to be a UFO crashes near Roswell, New Mexico, though the United States Air Force claims it is a weather balloon.



• 1978 - Charon, a satellite of the planet Pluto, is discovered.



• 1982 - Larry Walters uses 45 helium balloons and a lawnchair to propel himself to 16,000 feet.



• 2002 - Steve Fossett becomes the first person to fly solo around the world nonstop in a balloon.

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Very groovy tunes on Smoke and Mirrors, leftyrok! Thanks for sharing them with me! the cd case's production values are sharp, too. :)

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Regarding this post from a couple of weeks back... The lizard I saw was a Knight Anole. Thanks for the herper info, Bart!

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( Classic ELO. )

Covered by the Delgados (via waxy_org)

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( Newt Headbutt )

- Until Later, dear journal.

6749 - It's easy to knuckle-walk while holding a screwdriver.

Apparently I have a "repair aura" this morning.


I "fixed" the fax machine with my presence... I merely walked by, giving it a look and it clicked on, dutifully sending pages to assorted points around the world...perhaps it was afraid of getting some of what the router in the other room got once I was through with it. Don't make me get all "Office Space / Bolton" on your booty, Mr. Fax.

Elusively skulking from workstation to workstation, the Scotto-yeti wanders into the underbrush of into the server-room, to be sure all is well in his electrical glade and plasti-formed work grotto.

The other nearby fauna are often nearby, and show little to no fear of wandering into our quiet ursine anthropoid's foraging zone. Amongst them are any number of beasties, ranging from the pleasanty quiet and unassuming V-mouse to the loud, peevish clucking of a Rhode Island hen, scratching at the the gound and generally making a mess. Fortunately the buttergnome and the pebble-kicking wombat are occupied elsewhere lately. I wonder what it'd take to bring a little red monkee into the grotto?

6750 - misc.

7/2/04 8:13 pm @ the laundry, once again.

no wireless today... It looks like the doctor next door shut down for the long weekend. No matter, I have plenty of things to read or write offline.

Ü - The Shoo-smilie. I still prefer it to :) or ^_^ for a happy face.

hungry for Chinese takeout tonight, but I think I'll hold out until Sunday call.

I haven't been in reading mode this week... Still reading, but not the massive quantities usually digested.

Tired eyes, awake mind this evening. Maybe a music night... maybe a horseplay night with Newt.

8:57pm place started empty, but now hopping with people. got to love the variety... mostly young people.

For no good reason whatsoever, my bootup image on the palm -