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No matter your religion--watch this through *the end*. It is long, but it is worth it.

With thanks wild_heart's son, who posted this on Facebook the other day...

[Public] So I went and got a DW account...

[info - personal] rainbear

So, if you have an account on DW, feel free to add me, etc.

I'm still playing around on it. Even though XJournal doesn't work, iJournal does, at least.

So anywho... :)

[Public] Squishwood 2009

Rain. Mud. Rain. Mud. Small lake in tent. Hot guys. Good food and shopping. May leave tomorrow if rain continues. Just can't deal with all the flooding and mud.

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[Public] Five words...

Words from wild_heart. I've been sitting on these to give them a decent go-over.

Carbonation: I am pretty well known for my addiction to cold caffeinated carbonated bevvys (Diet Pepsi, Diet Mt. Dew... Diet Sprite, Diet Schweppes Ginger Ale or Diet A&W when I don't want caffeine). Recently, I got a nifty unit from SodaStream for making my own soda at home. I've used the syrups they sell (Splendatm sweetened, which I prefer), as well as DaVinci DaVinci Syrups. Obviously the DaVinci syrups are more dilute, but hey, it's all good.

LGN: Ah yes. The Last Gay Nerve. Generally I reserve this for things (and people) who manage to raise my blood pressure for more than an hour or four. Not really sure what to say about my Last Gay Nerve, except the fact that when people step on it, I really want to hit them with a LART. Hard. Repeatedly.

Defenses: I haz them. Yup. I can also be defensive. To be expected after living a lifetime of dealing with my Dad. Generally, if you think I'm being defensive for no good reason, the best thing to do is just back away or change topics to something more pleasant. Telling me I'm being defensive, well, makes me defensive. Go figure. :-/ Working on it, but no promises.

Tomorrow: Never comes. Since today is a gift--it's why we call it the present. I've never been good with "Tomorrow." I put things off 'til "Tomorrow"... A lot... Such is the way with life, and depression, too. Not sure what else to say here. Many days I look forward to tomorrow. Some days I just don't think about it, and others I freak about it--thus it is with anxiety disorder. Gotta love brain chemistry shit. Srsly.

Pride: Hmm. This makes me think of a few things.

1) Gay Pride--I have that. In spades. :)

2) Pride in what I do--I'm proud to have come as far as I have as a system administrator. But, since I'm going to college, and I *hate* math, I'd rather be competent at writing about technology and such than to try for a degree in IS/System Administration (NYU offers an MS in System Administration, but you have to have a BS in Information Systems first. This requires maths. Lots of maths.).

3) Pride in what I've done--I've worked for AT&T, Lucent Microelectronics, AT&T Consumer Laboratories, MetLife Insurance, Lumeta, Lucent Technologies/Bell Laboratories (now just Lucent Technologies, no more Bell Labs), and a bunch of other companies. I've been: A Word Processor (back in the late '80s on the Wang VS Word Processing system, SAMNA, Microsoft Word, WordPerfect, and many others), Secretary, IT Help Desk guy, System Administrator, and generic temp. Everywhere I've been, I've done my best to automate things, and to this day, miss Microsoft Word's original Macro language. I did miracles in Word for many people.

4) Pride in who I am--I'm 40. Going to college. Trying to redefine myself in this odd economy. I've managed to survive the loss of both my parents within 12 months of each other, and managed not to kill Pixel or myself in the process. I will say of all of these, this is the shakiest--the pride in who I am. I mean, it's no news to anyone who reads this journal, that I have shaky self esteem. My therapist didn't seem to think so, but I'm not sure why.

This probably requires some more explanation--the downside to #4 there. I'm 40. I'm single. Not dating, or even really in the market, because frankly, every time I've dated, I've had horrible luck. Cheaters, psychos, whatever. Yes, I do have accounts on various and sundry gay sites, but I never *expect* anything from them. The few times I've put myself out there with a "Hi, I like your profile" or "Hello, I see you're new in the area, and wanted to welcome you" or whatever, it's either "Not interested" or simply no reply. My favorite is that I've been on Chemistry.com for a year. I've had *ONE* match in all that time. And then, he wasn't interested when it came to our "short answers" exchange.

Actually, I'm going to take this opportunity to talk about what I *do* like in a man.

1) Brains. If I say Schrödinger, you should probably know that there's a cat involved. If I say Agrippa, you should understand this doesn't mean "Grip my cock." If I talk about a cremé Anglaise, you should probably have some clue that this is a cooking reference.

2) Sense of humor. I pun. A lot. I am also a sarcastic and sardonic SOB. Ask my friends. (Right, friends?)

3) Have some interest in the occult. It'll be very very hard to keep a relationship up if we don't have some shared interest in the occult. Doesn't have to be Wicca. Perhaps a mutual interest in Alchemy.

4) Have some kind of physical attraction. I don't particularly have a "type" but I do tend to be attracted to more the "otter" or "wolf" type. There have been exceptions. It really has to do more with the chemistry.

5) Be somewhat local. Having to cross timezones to see each other probably won't work out too well.

Anywho. Enough of an early-morning ramble.

[Public] For the California Supreme Court.



[Friends] Painting...

Ok. So I R a homeowner. This means I need to pick up various and sundry talents, like, well, painting.

So I went to Homo Despot before going to New Hope, and talked with a paint guy. told him I wanted to clean a couple of doors off, and possibly repaint them. I described the ick that is on the doors, and asked how one would get rid of that. He handed me a spray bottle of pre-mixed TSP and a packet of 150-grit sandpaper.

I got some industrial-grade gloves to use. He said to clean with the TSP, rinse, rinse again, let dry, then sand it all down and prime the door (he suggested an indoor/outdoor primer). Said if I was concerned about brush strokes I could add an extender to the paint so it would be smooth.

Doors I wish to strip/repaint are the back door in the kitchen, the basement door (which, if you walk into the back door into the kitchen, is right in front of you), and maybe other doors, too.

I probably need to go get some largeish cheapo sponges for the TSP/water/etc.

Now, I know the procedure here. But why is it I feel so ... odd about it? That's the part I don't get. The doors are gross (especially the back door), they need a good stripping and painting. Weird.

I find it mildly amusing that the TSP spray he gave me is no-rinse, ready-to-use, TSP-substitute. I will say, however, upon just trying it on some of the worst icky spots, it cut *right* through to the paint. Dang.


[Public] Can't sleep. Ugh.

In 9.5 hours I'm supposed to be on the road to head to the B&B in New Hope for the weekend. I'm very much looking forward to this. Just going to relax, go walking around the shops in New Hope, and look at cute guys walking around. :)

Pixel will be left with lots of water and food. I am sure I will be assaulted upon coming home on Sunday.

In the meantime, I think I'm going to try that sleep thing again. See ya on the flipside...


[Public] Decided to do something new.

So I went to a spa today for a facial and a haircut/beard trim.

So I get there, they bring me down to the lockerroom, tell me to take off what I'm comfortable with, to feel free to take a nice steam shower, put on the robe/slippers (the slippers were a joke. their largest slippers barely accommodated my toes), and they had a coffee waiting for me in the waiting room. There was another guy there, but there was no talking, just soft music, my coffee and a human-swallowing chair. Then I was brought back to the facial room, told to take off my robe, get under the blankets, and relax.

Oh. My. God. The facial was SO amazing! I got a peel done, since I've never had a facial before. Between the cleansing, the toner, the peel, the steam, the massage (shoulders/neck, arms/hands), I was just Om. I had asked for another treatment (for shits more or less) for my lips, but she said no, that with my beard, they couldn't do it. No loss. What I did get done was ah-mahz-ink!

Had a great conversation with the esthetician about my skin type and how I should be taking care of said skin. She said I had very nice skin, and I didn't require a lot of "extraction" (fancy schmancy word for "looking for zits").

After we were done, I went upstairs, and yes, I did purchase some moisturizer and a cleanser. Then it was off to "Natasha" for my haircut/beard trim.

She came out with her assistant, and we talked about hair. I said I had not been very happy with my hair for a few years now. I wanted something different, I wanted to look good. Yeah, it wasn't much to go on. I admit I was being a bit obtuse here. Frankly, for what I was paying for the haircut, I really wanted to just see what she'd do with it. She said she'd like to go really short with my hair, and go from there. Her assistant washed and conditioned my hair, along with a nice scalp/forehead massage.

Then it was time. Natasha started talking to me about my beard, and how she wanted to shape it for me. Was that ok? Of course it was. Like I told her, whatever she thought would look good, I was willing to go with. After all, it's just hair. It grows back.

We got to talking, after all, she did cut my hair/beard for over an hour and a half. She changed her mind about my hair, once she got my beard under control. She left it longish, brushed back, but it's springier now. Hard to describe. But I love the cut. I love the beard trim (which she did 99% of with scissors, not a trimmer). Yeah it was waaaay more than I've *ever* spent on a haircut before, but her attention to detail was astounding.

So anywho. Pics:


Sadly I didn't take any before pics. I didn't think of it. But a few people have seen me in the past week or two, so.. :)

EDIT: Here are some pics of what I was looking like (first is a while ago, second is this past Saturday):



[Public] Niftyness...

So, like many in my area, I have what we call a "deep freeze" in the basement. Mom and Dad bought it so long ago that I do not have a memory of it never being there. It still works like a champ! The problem is that some of the shelves are more than 12" from the next shelf. To me, this seemed like a waste of space. So I went hunting on line for things like "freezer shelf dividers" and such. No such luck.

Cut to yesterday. I swung by Bed, Bath & Beyond (avoiding "Beyond" as well.. I don't need a remote control that controls *everything*...). I found a set of Wilton cooling racks. 3 racks for $10. I looked. Braim went "oo! Neefty! These could work!"

So I got one set, and set it up today in the freezer. I naow have moar surface space--this is a good thing! I can now stack 12 silicone ice cube trays without them touching. I can also more comfortably stack frozen mozz and neufchatel (I buy when they're on sale so I can bake easier when I need to), and such.

I R Happy Bear. (It's the simple things. Seriously.)


[Public] My letter to Amazon

In regards to this issue, I just sent this to Amazon customer service:

"I'm having a serious issue with this supposed "glitch" regarding GLBT authors/books on your site. What is this, Victorian England? GLBT books are "adult" and not included in sales ranks, but http://www.amazon.com/o/ASIN/0811860914 is included? DILDOS http://www.amazon.com/o/ASIN/B001D0SRCY are included?

Seriously? I spend a lot of my discretionary income on Amazon. My gay money is just as green as anyone else's. I've been a Prime member for a few years now, as well. I expect an explanation for this before I start taking my business to Barnes & Noble, Powell's and Borders. This seriously gets on my last gay nerve. And before you go "this is such a glitch! Rly!" I will remind you of this email being shown around the 'Net:

"In consideration of our entire customer base, we exclude "adult" material from appearing in some searches and best seller lists. Since these lists are generated using sales ranks, adult materials must also be excluded from that feature.

Hence, if you have further questions, kindly write back to us.

Best regards,

Ashlyn D
Member Services
Amazon.com Advantage"

So "Adult" = GLBT, but not straight material, eh?

I would hate to have to cancel my membership to Amazon.com--but I will if I don't get a satisfactory reply to this.

Another Upset Gay Man,
--< redacted > "

Update: It appears that Amazon has "fixed" the sales rankings today. I still want an explanation for this. I *do* spend a good amount of money on Amazon. I want a reason to continue to do so.
yesthattom, I saw this, and thought "Tom works for the company that does this. This is waaaaaaaaay f*cking cool!"


Very cool shit!


[Public] Saw Judy Shepard last night.

So, last night, the CCM GSA went to see Judy Shepard speak at Drew University.

Steven Goldstein opened for her. I may comment on that later.

Then, the host came out, introduced Judy by showing a video. I will admit, the video needs work. Too quiet. Too long. Too self-effacing. The first 5 minutes were nothing but splashes of "Winner of best response to a hate crime award" or some such. There was some giggling during this--as we weren't quite sure what to make of it. Then it broke into talking about Matt, and about James Byrd, Jr. Then, after it was done, Judy came out, gave an *amazing* speech, answered a couple of questions, then broke out for a small "cocktail" hour (where "cocktails" = coffee, tea, cakes, cookies and fruit).

I got a chance to speak with her outside of the food area (there was a small line of people there to talk with her). I told her that I remembered seeing the story about Matt, and we (Dad, Mom and I) were watching the news when it was released that he had died. Dad had said it was a sad world where a parent had to bury their child. I agreed. (Tho it's no easier to bury one's parents, honestly.) I told her I admired her strength, and that I don't know, if I had lost a son/daughter like that, if I could have held it together as well as she did. We hugged, and I went back to join my friends.

I bumped into Shari, Sue and a bunch of other people from GAAMC, which was nice.

Afterwards, we went to the Nautilus Diner in Madison. Wasn't all that great, food-wise, but was nice conversation-wise. At the end of the night, a busboy came next to our table, laid down on his back, legs spread, on the booth bench next to me, reached under for something, got up, turned over, bent over to clean, and continued.

After lifting my jaw off the floor, and fanning myself a bit, we all got a good chuckle out of it. It was a fun ending to the night!

I will say, if you ever get a chance to hear Judy speak? Do it. Bring tissues. She has an important message for everyone, and she's doing what she can in order to spread it.
I've just been busy with home stuff--more paperwork regarding Mom's estate. I haven't been going to therapy much. Mostly because I don't know what I'm getting out of it right now. It just seems like all we do is sit and talk about our weeks. I'm not sure I want to pay $120/session for that.

Other than that, I've been delving into my Minoan studies. I was lent a copy of Minoan-Mycenaean Religion, and Its Survival in Greek Religion, which I haven't cracked open yet, but will. I'm doing handcopying and such. Life's been mostly quiet, overall.

This past week I had fun with feeling run down. Blah. If the snow isn't terrible tomorrow, I am going to try and get out to see Coraline in 3D.

Today I went over to my cousin Russ' and picked up my (small) order of Girl Sprout cookies. PB sandwich, PB patties, and the ever-classic Thin Mints. The look on Sydney's face was priceless--she was SO proud! :) And their house is SO full of boxes of cookies. Febe's a troop leader, so there are tons of extra boxes. (The troops have to round up to the nearest case, so if someone ordered one box of something, that means the troop had to order a case of that same something. But that's ok--they had a table at the local supermarket, and sold a ton there.)

Tonight I realized I'm letting the house go again. Ugh. I need to get off my flabby fuzzy white butt and do something about that.

But I'm doing ok. :)


This needs to be spread far and wide.


herbmcsidhe shared this css code for preventing Loudtwitter and Twitter entries from being displayed on your friends page.

Instructions: (via herbmcsidhe from poeticalpanther )

This method uses CSS to suppress the display of Loudtwitter. It's not perfect. It *may* only be available to paid users.

Basically, you go to the "Customize Journal Style" under "Journal" on your profile page. At the left, there are tabs - select "Custom CSS". In the main box of that page ("Custom stylesheet"), add the following code:

.loudtwitter {
display: none!important

And Save Changes. When you've done so, Loudtwitters should be gone from your friends page. You can still go into your friends' journals and see their twitters (as long as you're not using style:mine), and the posts in which the twitters appear will still be there, as will whatever introductory text they've got for the twitters.

(brazenly snagged the text for this entry from tide_and_time, with some edits.)

EDIT: This appears to only remove the actual twits, as opposed to the entries themselves. But hey--I'll take what I can get. ;-)


[Public] For gernboken

Saw this and thought of you!

Writer's Block: Dream Trip

If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?

Oh gods. Where *wouldn't* I want to go? :) Ok let's plan out the whole trip:

First stop in London, England. I've never been, and I really really really want to try and get a tour of the BBC! :) Stonehenge would be lovely, as well as to finally possibly meet the handsome e2tallguy, and treadwells! And those accents.. *droolz*

Second stop: County Kilkenny, Ireland. It's where my Great-grandmother and her twin sister are from. Then Dublin, and other sites in Ireland. (Plus, those Irish guys--brogue and all!)

Third stop: Germany--Black Forest region. It's where ancestors from both sides of the family are from, and I'd love to see it, finally. Then maybe a nice tour up the Rhine, then Berlin. (German guys!)

Fourth stop: Amsterdam. Why? Why not? :) (I'm sure the guys there are cute!)

Fifth stop: Rome, Italy. Again, why not? (Italian men. Italian food. Italian wine. 'Nuff said!)

Sixth stop: Tokyo, Japan. I'd love to just see the city, and the sights!

Seventh stop: Hawai'i. Don't care where. Just anywhere where there's a beach, and cute guys!

Eight stop: San Francisco, CA. Gay Mecca. 'Nuff said.

Ninth stop: Portland, OR. I have family out there, and would totally love a visit with them!

Tenth stop: Seattle, WA. Friends who live there (natives and migrators), and I have to say I wouldn't mind a tour of the Evil Empire. Mostly so I could point, snicker, and go "Yeah, I can do that better in Linux." :)

Eleventh stop: Toronto, ON. Friends who live there, and I'd love to see the town! Plus, I hear those Canucks are hot. :)

At that point, I'd probably seriously need a vacation from the vacation. ;-)

[Public] Point - Counterpoint...

As a counterpoint to tide_and_time's posting...


[Public] Interestingly weird day.

So I got back from Circle last night, nursing a twinge in my lower back. I couldn't sleep, so I stayed up until the combo of Tylenol and the heating pad loosened me up enough to be able to lay down. During this time I caught 5 mice in the kitchen. Pixel was nonplussed. Spoiled rotten cat! *shakes angry fist*

So, I was exhausted and finally laid down around 9:30am. I woke up around 4pm. Went to go out, and my car was gone. *blink*

Where was it, you ask? Why sticking 1/2 way out into the road, of course. Over the course of the night, the ice on the driveway got slick enough that my car just slid on down. Luckily, it wasn't damaged at all. Threw major amounts of calcium chloride down, went out for a bit, came home, parked all the way up the driveway, put the parking brake on, put MORE salt down. Caught a few more mice. More nonplussedness from the Pixkitty. (She apparently isn't even interested in them.. I brought a trap with a mouse in it over to her, she sniffed it and looked at me as if to say "What? I'm supposed to care about this?" *sigh* Next cat has to be a mouser. Seriously.

Just heard mice scurrying in the living room, so I put a trap (my last one) out here. The electronic ones I think need to be cleaned out/re-baited, but until I can find out how to do that safely, I'm just putting out the snap traps and tossing them in the garbage as they get used. Note to self: Buy more traps tomorrow.

My back is still a little tender, but it's nowhere near as bad as it was this morning. This is a good thing.

Oh, have I mentioned how much I despise mice in my house? Have I? *headdesk*


[Public] Please don't divorce us...

"Fidelity": Don't Divorce... from Courage Campaign on Vimeo.

Words don't describe right now.


[Public] Well fuck ....

Well. I was chatting with tide_and_time via IM earlier, when I said "BRB"

I ran downstairs, checked the burner, checked the well pump. Hmm.

Came upstairs, and said to him "The whole house just shook like something exploded. But everything seems fine inside. I'm going outside to take a look around. BRB." Walked outside with a flashlight. Nothing. Hmm.

Then, just now I see this:


I can't even remember the last time we had a quake. I know we had one, but I was pretty young.

Someone out there made the Earth move! ;-)


[Public] So am I nuts?

A blog I read posted this video and was all "OMG this was spinegasm inducing!"

I'm like: "Mmm nope. Does nothing for me. Horrible lyrics, inane repetition, the standard horrible keychange/instrumental section. You can have ‘em. :-/"

Everyone else commenting is all "OMG! Yes! It's AMAZING!"

Am I alone in thinking this? Here's the video, tell me what you think:



[Public] All the cool kids are doing it...

Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.

They have to be real... Nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name: Glenn
2. A four letter word: Good
3. A boy's name: Greg
4. A girl's name: Gina
5. An occupation: Garbage Man
6. A color: Green
7. Something you wear: Galoshes
8. A food: Gjetost
9. Something found in the bathroom: Grout
10. A place: Georgetown
11. A reason for being late: Gastric distress
12. Something you shout: Great Googly Moogly!
13. A movie title: Godzilla
14. Something you drink: Green tea
15. A musical group: Genesis
16. An animal: Gazelle
17. A street name: Gloucester Road
18. A type of car: GM
19. A song title: Genius - Duncan Sheik
20. A verb: Grow


So today was the long-awaited day of moving the DataBasement to it's new location and spiffy T1 connection.

After a late start, and some good catching-up with an old coworker, we packed up the servers and cables and and and, and headed in a pseudo-caravan from Metuchen to Clifton.

The space is much larger, has a higher ceiling (and even a ceiling fan--you know, the kind that all the renovation shows get rid of for whatever reason), and is, overall, a nifty space. We got everything all set up, had a couple of relatively minor hiccups, and told fun stories and generally had a Good Timetm.

It was good to see yesthattom, freshly back from his recent trip to Australia, and the rest of the guys who showed up to do the move. I did what I could, but my arm/neck was again tender. I would have been fine, overall, if I hadn't tripped over a bike. :-/ Yeah. That pretty much did my shoulder/neck in for the night. I was going to join Shaun for dinner afterward, but I changed my mind, instead wanting to get home and medicate. Once I got on the highway I let out some primal screams I had been holding in, which, not doing dick for the pain, at least made me feel (psychologically) better.

I stopped at the local stupidmarket, got a fried chicken breast & drumstick for dinner, and got home to find out that I had screwed the pooch on bactram.com's DNS entries. *fuckfuckfuckityfuckfuck* Fixed that. Finished adjusting other things that needed adjusting, restarted the appropriate daemons, watched some logs while munching on dinner, and once satisfied with results a few hours later, I took a vicodin and went to bed.

Like clockwork, 4 hours later I woke up. At that point, my shoulder went *POP* and my left arm started doing the twitchy thing for a second or three. Ahh. It is still quite tender, but I can do some ibuprofen to deal with that. I'll continue to apply heat for the next day or so to make sure I don't throw it out again.

Overall, once things settled on the server, I *do* notice a speed increase with connectivity. This. Is. Awesome.

Sadly, we lost a member today--due to the economy he had to pull his box out of the collective. So we're going to try and recruit some more members.

My name is rainbear, and I'm here to recruit you! ;-) For about $30/mo you get a shared T1, console server access, and the company of some of the niftiest people in the biz. :) So if you have a server you want on t3h intarw3bs, and would like a static IP, console server access & such, let me know backchannel. It is not necessary to live in the NJ/NYC area to participate. But if you need someone to go to the colo to physically touch things, it helps to either have a friend here that you trust, or be willing to wait for one of us to be able to run over there to do what you need, within reason, of course. :)

Oh--and as the membership grows, the price goes down! Yes--we equally share the bill, so $total cost of bandwidth&power/mo divided by # of members... easy to do the math on that one! For more info & such, please see our website:


[Public] The weekend so far...

Friday night was jeneralist & Mr. jeneralist's housewarming/house concert in Manayunk, PA. They were able, by sheer stroke of luck (and much fandom) to get Jim's Big Ego to perform at the new house. The house is gorgeous! It's more wide than deep, very tall, and has a wonderfully huge living room (I'm guessing 20x60 or so), where the band set up to play. I picked up a couple of their albums that I didn't have yet, and we all rocked out with our voiceboxes out! I got some lovely knitting tips from lionessprite, which, even though I sat there practicing the double-cast-on she showed me, promptly forgot once I woke up this morning, was still fun. :)

BTW: If you haven't heard of Jim's Big Ego, they're a Boston indy band, self-described as "Unpop for the Unpopulous." They have awesome songs such as The Ballad of Barry Allen, Stress, i (don't know how to) party, and many others. You can listen to most everything on their site, or buy, or whatever. They rock. Srsly.

I think the best part of the night, other than the concert, and the good conversation with various and sundry, was watching the faces of people walking around the outside of the house, looking in at the concert. We kept trying to get people to come in and join, but I think that just freaked them out. Oops.

The only major downside to their new place is parking. First, Manayunk is a part of Philadephia, kind of like how Queens/Brooklyn/etc are part of New York City. It's a ton of one-way streets, some of which have no escape. Or, rather, no *perceived* escape. (This is due to seriously bad signage.)

I ended up parking a good ways away. Basically it was like "ooh. parking spot! I don't care where I am. I'm parking. Here. Now." Then it was down the street, down a very long set of stairs to the lower level of the same street, and down to the new Asylum house.

I left at oh-dear-it's-late-o'clock, and got home sometime between holy-fuck-it's-late-o'clock and dawn. Slept a few hours, got up, puttered on Wing for the upcoming move today, and took a nap at 3pm. Sadly, I woke up at 7:30pm. So yeah. Sleep tonight? Not happening so much. LOL

in about 4 hours, we take our bandwidth collective down to move it to a new location, with a neefty full T1 (and bunches of new address space)!

I may try to nap between now and then. Maybe not. I'm not sure yet.

[Public] The Song of Cricket

Blame herbmcsidhe! The usual "rules" -- put your music collection on shuffle, use the title for your answer.

What do your friends think of you?
"Love Comes Quickly" - Pet Shop Boys

If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?
"Moodswings" - LTJ Bukem

How would you describe yourself?
"Fire Within" - Libana

What do you like in a guy/girl?
"Mist" - Mannheim Steamroller

How do you feel today?
"Cocoon" - Jack Johnson

What is your life’s purpose?
"Cormacus Scripsit" Anúna

What is your motto?
"Tusk" - Fleetwood Mac

What do you think about very often?
"One of My Turns" - Pink Floyd

What is 2 + 2?
"Dear John" - Styx

What do you think of your best friend?
"Eclipse" - Pink Floyd

What do you think of the person you like?
"Silikon (Featuring Sasha Perera)" - Modeselektor & Sasha Perera

What is your life story?
"In the Grip of Stronger Stuff" - Ian Anderson

What do you want to be when you grow up?
"Morning Has Broken" - Cat Stevens

What do you think of when you see the person you like?
"The View" - Jürgen Jansen/Peter Spiles

What will you dance to at your wedding?
"Why?" - Bronski Beat

What will they play at your funeral?
"Welcome to the Machine" - Pink Floyd

What is your hobby/interest?
"Dancing on the Berlin Wall" - David Lanz

What is your biggest fear?
"Express Yourself (Mocean Worker Mix)" - Charles Wright & The Watts 103rd Street Rhythm Band

What is your biggest secret?
"Spare Parts" - Bruce Springsteen

What do you think of your friends?
"Save the Best for Last" - Vanessa Williams

What will you post this as?
"The Song of Cricket" - Clogs


[Public] Ow. owowow.

So I went out tonight to get an electric heating pad. The nukeable one is fine for bed, but I wanted something with constant moist heat for my shoulder/neck crick.

What I hate about electric heating pads? Their "hot" is my "warm".

I took a 1/2 a vicodin, went to bed. Every time I moved, it was excruciating pain in my shoulder. I tried waiting out the pill, no good. So here I am, sitting up.

I may try a full vicodin now, that should knock me out. I just wish the damn shoulder would pop already and give me peace. :sigh:

[Public] Knitting frustration

So, when I was but a kidlet (single-digit age), my maternal grandmother & my mom taught me how to knit and crochet. I did it for a brief period, but I remember being not-terrible at it.

So I'm trying to knit again, and while I can do a single cast-on easily enough, doing a knit stitch is driving me batty. The knots just slip off the left needle and disappear before hitting the right needle. Grr.

lionessprite said she will give me some pointers on Friday, which will be good. The books I've seen have only confused me, half the time their instructions look backwards to me. (Like their cast-on method, you start with a slipknot--this is basic--and their illustration/photos look *backwards* from what you should do.)

Anywho. I look forward to being able to do scarves (for now). I admit I find it mildly amusing that they make camouflage-patterned yarn. I can think of a few of my flisters who would look good in camouflage scarves... :)

Well time to nuke the heating pad for my shoulder/neck and off to bed.

[Public] Instruction Manual for Life...


A fascinating look at life and religion. Worth taking 8 minutes out of your day to watch.

Links courtesy of BStewart23.


[Public] Ok I just gotta say.

It's currently 7°F.

That is fricking cold!


That is all.


[Public] 20 questions...

Meme rules:
A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.

B. Tag eight people (SEE BELOW!). Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you. (Sorry I don't *do* tagging like that. If you want to do it, fine.)

20 Questions

01: What are your nick-names?
Bear, G. Any others haven't been used since HS.

02: What's your normal hairstyle right now?

03:What's new in your life right now?
Some interesting cool things I don't want to discuss in public. :)

04: How many colours are you wearing right now?
3--dark denim blue, green and white.

05: Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
Introvert--big time.

06: What was the last book you read?
Dancing Barefoot by Wil Wheaton, and currently reading Trance-Portation by Diana Paxson.

07: Do you daydream a lot?
Yah, I do.

08: What's the weather like now?
CUCKING FOLD! It's 17°F right now. Snow is called for tomorrow around 22°F, and Friday it's going to be 12°F

09: Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
Not seeing my friends enough.

10: Tell me something really odd about you.
I sleep with three pillows. Two head-pillows and one body pillow.

11: How long does it actually take to get ready in the morning?
If I'm home, I just get up and throw on some jeans & a shirt. If I'm heading out (shopping or whatever), I take my 10 minute shower (from a childhood where my dad would yell about the septic system) and throw on clothes.

12: What websites do you visit daily?
LJ, Facebook, Joe.My.God, Bilerico, and a bunch of other blogs.

13: What is your favorite candy?
Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. OMG I could eat them until I went into a sugar coma.

14: Do you like to clean?
I don't "like" it, but it is a necessary evil.

15: What was the last impulse buy you made?
A "How to Knit" kit with two skeins of yarn.

16: What was the last movie you saw?
Milk with Sean Penn. Excellent movie!

17: What hobby would you like to take up if money/time/ability were no obstacle?
Alchemy. (more than I already would be able to...)

18: What is one of your favorite lyrics in a song ever?
"This city desert makes you feel so cold, it's got, too many people but it's got no soul."

19: What states or other places do you wish to visit in 2009?
KY, OH, PA, MA, DC, CA, AZ (yeah, like it'll happen...)

20: What are you most looking forward to in the next month?
Hopefully seeing wild_heart, smartypants01, seastormwitch, dana3 and the KY crowd.


[Public] So I've been making some changes.

So, I've been making some changes.

I'm cooking at home now. No more eating out all the damn time.

I've changed my light bulbs in the living room and bathroom to be full-spectrum "daylight" CFLs. I am noticing that I have some more energy now. This is a good thing!

I am rediscovering the simple pleasure of a cocktail in the evening. A gin & tonic, vodka & tonic, or cran-grape/cranberry, just something nice.

If I feel that I won't be able to get to sleep, I just take a sleeping pill (OTC). I sleep now. Sleepz=good.

I'm very excited about things coming up at the end of the month. I'm also getting to know some new people, which is always awesome!

Anywho--so I'm trying to make some good, positive changes, and I'm looking forward to the results. :)

Writer's Block: Found Objects

As the old saying goes, one person's trash is another person's treasure. What's the best thing—chairs, roller skates, old electronics—you've ever found that someone else had thrown away?

Whoever threw her away didn't know what they had. She's the best thing that ever happened to my parents, myself, and my family.

'nuff said!

Worth taking the time out to watch.

Jenny8.Lee on Chinese food, America, and culture. Fascinating stuff, even if you already knew that General Tso's Chicken is not a Chinese dish.


Blame herbmcsidhe

These were the ground rules:
1. You shall put your music player on shuffle.
2. You shall press forward for each question.
3. You shall use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!
4. You shall tag 5 people. (screw that. do it if you wanna)
5. You shall give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.

Moar behind cut..Collapse )

[Public] My Doable New Year's Resolutions!

Blame mephron!!!

1. I will not read the Bible.
2. I will not grow Godzilla in my bathtub.
3. I will not eat liver and onions.
4. I will not by a fur coat.
5. I will not summon Yog Sothoth in order to get my way.
6. I will not experience Spontaneous Human Combustion (*puf* there goes, another one! A raaging fire, a fuuuneral pyre, an unexpected.... cremation! Oops--sorry--Bobs moment. Had to be done.)
7. I will not shave Pixel.
8. I will not eat chicken livers.
9. I will not clone George W. Bush.
10. I will not watch any more Lifetime Movies with Alyssa Milano.


Kinda back...

I have 1ntarw3b access again--thanks to an old laptop. :)

Miss me?


That's the error that Apple Hardware Test told me today. So, off to the Apple Store, and dropped off my baby for a repair. The guy was cool, as he's replacing my keyboard and shell as well as the logic board/video. I should have it back in a week or so, as they had to order the parts. In the meantime, I think I'll take a short break from t3h 1ntarw3bs until it comes back. So, feel free to call or txt if ya has da #... Happy hollydays....

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[Public] Weekend...

So teratohmy came over Thursday night, and we fixed his PC, mostly. He needed a new video card, which we found out Friday. So Much Intarweb Searching later, found one at Best Buy. After acquiring said video card, he was Muchly Happier.

Thursday night, he stayed and watched 2001: A Space Odyssey with me. It was late, the movie is good. He went home afterwards. I helped tryst_inn with her website. After that, I tried to collapse in bed. This was made of fail. Friday and Saturday was a quiet day with Pix at home, with snow everywhere. I laid down for a nap at 2pm, and ended up waking up at 11pm. I'm going to try and lay down for a bit again in a few.

It looks like I got an A in Algebra, but I haven't seen what the grade on my final was. Got the F in English. Will re-take, and see if I can get the F taken off. No grade in Digital Photography yet. I expect an A. At least then my GPA would be a C. (Algebra doesn't count, it's a non-credit course.)

Pixel is currently being t3h ky00t, and giving me some hoarse little "maow"s while rubbing up against me. Awwwww. She can be ky00t at times, when she's not annoying me. ;-)

[Public] As promised....



I tried to photoshop some of the portraits, and may continue to play with them, but I wasn't liking the results. Not so much of a photoshop geek yet. :)

[Public] FINALS! ACK! ACK!

Putting my portfolio together. Promise to post pics soon.

Going nuts. Seriously. Nucking. FUTS!

I am SO going to sleep well tonight. I'm wired on caffeine and have been up all night studying and working on shit, while my Mac has decided not once, not twice, not three times, but **five** times to go spastic. (Colors go fucked up, then it resets, looks normal, and the pointer freezes indefinitely. (Yes, I even waited for 45 minutes before forcing a reboot.))

Anyway. Back to the grind. Send good thoughts... srsly...

(And have I mentioned how hard it is to concentrate hearing masons whacking bricks outside? :-/)

[Public] Ok. N'ice.

Was exhausted last night. Took 3 Xanax at 9pm to *ensure* I'd sleep, since, well, I haven't slept well in a while.

Woke up at 2pm today. I actually *feel* rested. *happysigh*

Went into the kitchen, checked the fridge. I had ice in the icemaker! w00T! Of course, I emptied it, since you have to make sure the line is flushed. I enjoyed a nice glass of icewater, and grabbed the bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper I christened the fridge with last night.



[Public] I can haz fridgeburger!!!!

It came! :)

Clicky for moarpix.

Pixel was very well behaved, if not MROWy, while the delivery guys were here. They *called* 15 minutes before getting here. They disassembled the fridge, got it into the house, and reassembled it in no time flat. It's. Prrrrty! :)


For those who have seen the front steps, this is now what's left of them:

The front stairs

Clicky for a couple more pics. They will be back on Monday to complete the job.

Now. The new fridge is due to come today. The masons were saying: "Oh this will be fine. If they're any kind of delivery guys, they've seen worse."

Anyway--I'm SO looking forward to having the new fridge here!

Oh--and I did plumbing today. (Ok ok. So it was replacing an old external fridge water filter with a newer one that actually sells refills. Still. I had to cut some 1/4" pipe, and screw something into a beam!) I'll get the hang of it yet. I will say this: Pipe cutters, when falling and hitting your face, hurt. A lot. Luckily it was my chin, and not my mouth.

When the fridge comes, I shall take pics once it's in place. :)


[Public] Catching up...

Yesterday, around noon, the dishwasher repair guy showed up. Replaced the gasket and door seal, and showed me how to get rid of dish soap in the dishwasher (a couple tablespoons of cooking oil), and how to clean the dishwasher (a 1/2 cup of white vinegar, no soap, just run the cycle). Then he signed off saying "Remember to rinse your dishes from the sink *really* well. We don't want to have to come back again."

Yeah. I think I found a good repair shop for when things break down. Yup.

Today, I had a mason (also found on Angie's List) come out to look at the front steps. Cost to repair (using my bricks), $675 estimate. I just have to powerwash the steps first. Repair will include replacing bricks that need it, mortaring, and re-pointing all new bricks and any others that need it.

Didn't hurt, of course, that the two guys were completely cute.

Was supposed to have friends over to clean again, today, but I just wasn't feeling up to it. Oh, and I'm having one of the GSA guys coming over later to fix his computer. New motherboard, and it's not powering up right. We'll fix it up.


[Public] Ok. Best. Drag. Name. Ever.



[Public] In other news...

So, tomorrow the dishwasher repair guys is coming to replace the gasket/door seal on my dishwasher.

And, of course, tonight, when I was washing my new dishes and flatware, the damn thing didn't leak. Figures.

So far, a grand total of 7 mice have been caught in the traps. This is a good thing. I'm a bit skeeved, though I'm getting with the whole process. It's good that they're being caught.

Oh. On the 20th of the month, I have volunteered the house for a cookie decorating party for the GSA. Figure we can donate cookies to the Eric Johnson house (AIDS hospice in Morristown), and to Troy Hills Center (where Mom was). So that will be good.

Spoke with Mr. jeneralist tonight, as I got an email from the insurance company about the house insurance, and will be calling, not only the current insurance company, but another one as well, just to CMA.

And, for now, I think bed is in order. Dishwasher guy will be arriving between 11-2.


[Public] Hmm. Fridge Follies.

So I got a call around dinner time from Lowe's. Even though I asked that the fridge be delivered after the 9th, it was scheduled for Wednesday the 3rd. ACK... well, ok, not really "ACK" more than "OK.. I need to move this and that and the other to give them room to do ... NOW!"

But then he goes "Oh wait. We don't have this in the store. It's at the warehouse. Ok. When I get it in to the store for you, I'll call you to arrange when to come deliver it. But once it's here, we really are supposed to deliver it at that time."

Honestly, it's ok. I just have to make sure to get the floor scrubbed under where the fridge will go. I should probably look into something to put *under* the fridge to make it easier to move. I wonder if those magic glider thinguses would be useful? It's not like I'd move it *a lot*, but occasionally to clean underneath. Hmm.

So far, no more mice in the traps--this is a Good Thing. I still am considering getting one of these and keeping it set up in the basement. *Glares at the Pixkitty* It's not like I'm getting any help in this endeavour from those who are supposed to *like* chasing mice. *Continues glaring*

In many ways, the past two years and two months have really really sucked. But the past few weekends have helped a great deal. I think I'm finally getting to the point where I can look at things of Mom and Dad's and go "Yeah, that's garbage. Yeah, that can be donated. Oh ick--if I ever need to use one of these, I will just buy a new one."

It's still not the easiest thing to do, but it's getting easier. And by that, I mean I can actually do some of this without freaking out so much. I will say that it is a Very Good Thingtm to have a Xanax scrip. As much as I haven't wanted to take it, I find it is just enough to take that high edge off of the anxiety and get me back into my head again. Even if I end up yawning and nodding off, I'm at least not going "OMG!OMG!OMG!"

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