Journal Archive 

Ah-nold

Well, I broke my vow and tuned in after I got home from a meeting. My excuse was that Chris is an Ah-nold fan (more movies than politics I think) and as such wanted to watch. He was good. The Bush twins, sadly...

Now Laura is on and I listened to the first part and left the room. I wasnīt terribly impressed, but I also had things to do. One thing Iīll say for Dubyaīs intro: He fumbles his speeches a lot, but his love for his wife really showed through in his introduction. If he could just be that sincere when he gives speeches, heīd take the election. Ainīt gonna happen, though. The sincerity. The election, IMO, is still up in the air.

8/31/2004 7:52:40 PM


 


Politics as a spectator sport

Yes, I really do look at politics that way. All of the talking heads, the pundits, the charges and countercharges flying through the air like mortar fire, it is sometimes more fun than watching sports. And Iīm a sports fan. Not a sports nut, but I enjoy American football, baseball, and European football (okay, soccer). But just when we thought sports stars had the corner on whining and posturing, along comes another election. Name the issue: Vietnam, taxes, terrorism, whatever, itīs the same. "Did so!" "Did not!" "Nyeah, nyeah!" Thatīs what it all really boils down to.

I plan to watch Bushīs speech, but the conventions bore me. Itīs as though someone suddenly decided that tackles werenīt allowed in football, or if the outfield in baseball was suddenly cut in half. Whereīs the fun in that? (Okay, some might take it that I mean violence in football. No. I mean if tackles were disallowed, it would be pretty hard to keep the the guy with the ball from trotting right down the field every single time. Yawn.)

Things may get interesting after the convention. I think itīs possible for the candidates to fight fair, yet conduct a spirited campaign. Donīt expect to see it, though.

8/30/2004 7:43:13 PM


 


Bad Air. Again

What a way to blow a weekend. Woke up yesterday morning and had a very nasty asthma attack. The breathing treatments have helped, but that really put the kibosh on some of my plans. Instead, we went to lunch and did a bit oī shopping. Ended up with a "Blazing Saddles" DVD. One of the extras was "Black Bart," the pilot for a TV series based on the movie. It was pretty bad. No laughs at all except on the laugh track. The remastered picture and sound of the film are fairly decent, however.

8/29/2004 3:47:31 PM


 


Interesting sight

Saw this when I came up the walk with the paper this morning. I was shaking so much from not breathing well that I just couldnīt hold my Casio still enough to get a shot. Came back home after running some errands and found the moths still there. So I grabbed the Nikon - dead batteries. Oh, well, the alkalines held out for a couple of shots. I suppose that they were attracted by the light of the doorbell.

Iīm assuming theyīre moths. Much larger, and with different coloring they could be from a Japanese movie.


8/27/2004 9:46:55 AM


 


Bad air day

Itīs not the pollution, so it must be the pollen. I woke up coughing this morning. Just had a breathing treatment. I think my chest is starting to clear up a tad...

8/27/2004 8:51:58 AM


 


August weather

Seems like Monday I was asking if this was really August. We had to shut off the car A/C on the way too school. Never mind. It IS August. Back to hot, humid days. Iīm drained, and itīs not even 4 pm!

8/26/2004 1:21:20 PM


 


Improvements!

Iīve added a quick and dirty search engine to the Blog, and Iīve shortened the number of entries per page so the page will load faster. Please report bugs.

8/26/2004 12:43:11 PM


 


Politics again

Hey, it is an election year. As Iīve said before, Iīm one of those great undecided. After my exchange of e-mails with Diana Moon, I decided that perhaps I should put together a page explaining my own views and background. I donīt have a search feature for the blog yet, though it would be trivial to add. I just might do that. My shoulder is up to working at the computer, but not for hauling around bolts of fabric and sewing.

I should also mention that Iīm not angry at Diana Moon. I should add her to the links. She and I donīt always see eye-to-eye, but sheīs provacative and her blog is a very good read.

8/26/2004 10:24:22 AM


 


Service Pack 2

Weeeelll! SP2 is up and running on my desktop PC. Waiting to see what breaks. I had a brief bit of panic at one point. After the obligatory reboot, the user is asked whether or not to turn on Automatic Updates. Even if these were already enabled, the user has to again signify that they want that feature. I suppose this is a CYA move from Microsoft, gaining absolute permission. But I digress. After I clicked the NEXT button my screen went blank, and stayed blank for several horrible minutes. I finally looked under the desk to see if the disk activity light was going. It was blinking like crazy, so I left the room and went where every self-respecting work-at-home writer does when stressd, the fridge. Well, it was lunchtime, so it did seem like a good time to rummage around for said meal. On my return everything was working.

The only bizarre thing was that the firewall tried to block ActiveSync, the program used for Pocket PCs (with a Microsoft OS) to sync the handheld to the desktop. Oh, well. At least it works.

8/26/2004 10:18:59 AM


Hide! Sheīs talking politics!

Iīve had an interesting exchange of messages with Diana Moon, who writes the Letter from Gotham blog. She posted this, presumably in response to my e-mail. Her posts arenīt timestamped, but presumably she wrote that before I sent her a link from USA Todayīs article about how both groups have ties to 527 political organizations.

My assertion to her was that BOTH parties are up to their neck in this. But what about her question concerning ties to MoveOn.org and the Kerry campaign? Back in April the Kerry campaign hired Zack Exley from MoveOn.org to run their online communications. On the other front, a lawyer for Bush quit his campaign after it came out that he had advised the Swift Boat group.

This is whaat I mean. Both sides are up to it in this muck. The pot is calling the kettle black, and the kettle is calling the pot black. BOTH camps need to be investigated for their ties to these groups.



8/26/2004 10:03:51 AM


 


So much fun...

Oh, where do I begin? For starters I managed to re-injure the left shoulder. Not fun at all. Yesterday I purchased a new pillow and spent the afternoon on muscle relaxers. Seemed to help as my shoulder didnīt start to hurt until about 6 this morning. I was in too much pain to blog yesterday. Might not be blogging a lot today except that I have to babysit the desktop PC as I prepare it for SP2.

So far SP2 seems to be working okay on the notebook. Chris is in the process of loading it on his machine. If any box in this house breaks from SP2, itīll be his as it has a very motley assortment of games and odd programs. What can I say? Heīs a teenager.

On top of everything else the second HD on my desktop started to flake out yesterday. I got as much as I could off, but I still have about four files that I really would like to have. They were put on the drive since the last backup, which wasnīt that long ago. Itīs possible that I can pop the drive into another box and get the data. Itīs happened before. Iīd open the computer up and disconnect the drive, but Iīm trying to take it easy with the shoulder today.

So in the meantime Iīve decicded to scan and defrag my C: drive and get Norton updated before the dreaded SP2 arrival. As I said, lots of babysitting.

Time to get Chris to school. He says SP2 is working so far...

8/26/2004 6:40:34 AM


 


Salsa!

The hot stuff, not the dance.

Saw some nice hothouse tomatoes at the store and couldnīt resist making another batch. Hereīs the recipe, and itīs quite simple:

Ingredients:
3 medium tomatoes
3 jalepenos
1 large onion, peeled and quartered
2 or 3 garlic cloves, peeled
salt
cumin
chopped fresh cilantro

Heat a cast iron skillet over medium heat. Add the whole tomatoes and jalepenos, and the onion peeled and in quarters. Cook for 30 minutes, turning every 10-15 minutes.

At the 15 minute point add the peeled garlic cloves.

At the 30 minute point pop the tomatoes, onion, jalepenos and garlic into the blender. Puree. Add chopped cilantro, salt, cumin to taste and mix some more.

Everyone has their own favorite salsa recipe, this just happens to me one of mine. Enjoy!

8/24/2004 2:23:07 PM


 


Biting nails...

My notebook PC just flashed me a message that Windows SP2 is ready to load. At this point I have just about everything I need off of it, just in case. Guess Iīll take the plunge and see what happens.

8/24/2004 1:19:43 PM


 


Sleep!

I took a muscle relaxer last night and didnīt even crack open the Lord Peter book. I always have mixed feelings about taking anything with a tranquilzer element. This includes Tylenol P.M. For some reason the stuff gives me vivid dreams. Not bad dreams, but theyīre very vivid and sometimes I wake up feeling as though Iīve been active all night. I had a vivid dream, but it wasnīt too bad. Until 6.30.

Man, I wish I knew what was waking me up every morning. It happens without fail between 5.30 and 6.30. Iīm starting to think its a cat. We could ban the felines from the bedroom, but Iīve got a feeling that Midight will just scratch at the door until someone lets her in. Sigh.

8/24/2004 6:46:09 AM


 


Now I am whining

I have lost my comfort book. "Lost" may be too harsh a word. Letīs say Iīm not known for my organizational skills. But in all the times Iīve redone my bookshelves, Iīve always put "Busmanīs Honeymoon" in a special place. Perhaps itīs just slipped somewhere. As a substitute Iīm going to read a book of Lord Peter short stories.

How "Busmanīs Honeymoon" came to be a favorite I honestly donīt know. I discovered Lord Peter back when the programs ran on PBS "Mystery!" in the late 1980s, and decided the books were worth a read. Before I knew it, I was scouring bookstores high and low for anything by Dorothy L. Sayers. Let it not be said that television does not promote reading! Actually, Iīve discovered several wonderful British authors through both "Mystery!" and "Masterpiece Theatre."

For the uninitiated, Lord Peter Wimsey is a gentleman sleuth. Over the years he courted mystery writer Harriet Vane on and off. They met when he was convinced that she had been wrongly convicted of her ex-loverīs murder. Over the course of the years she finally relented to his nearly constant proposals of marriage.

"Busmanīs Honeymoon" is a real treat. The pair take off to their honeymoon cottage in search of peace and quiet and immediately find a body. The appeal of the story - at least for me - lies in the writing and plot.

Come to think of it, I know why itīs such a comfort book. I was under the weather when I read it for the first time. I suppose thatīs why I associate reading it with feeling better.

I suppose I had better find another copy. That alone will force my well-worn paperback to surface, right?

8/23/2004 9:04:14 PM


 


Ahhh!!!

We had lunch at the Tipperary Inn over the weekend. Took this with my camera phone.

8/23/2004 7:40:53 AM


 


The customer service saga continues...

 

...and the news is good. Sun actually FedExed ma copy of the software. Iīve got it installing on my notebook as I type. Thank you, Sun, for doing the right thing!

8/23/2004 7:39:15 AM


 


Monday...
 

I am definitely not a fan of Mondays. And today I am just so ... tired. Part of the reason is the cloaks. Once I get back into that and my muscles get used to the activity, I should be fine. Okay, I should work out more. Still, this is not the type of activity most folks do on a daily basis: Rolling out huge bolts of fabric, crawling around the floor cutting the stuff, then moving back and forth between table and sewing machine. Iīm not whining. I know this is good for me. It just hurts right now.

Anyway, up this morning. Stagger down the hall to get a cup of coffee. I felt as though I hadnīt slept all night, although I got more sleep than usual. Then off to take Chris to school. What a madhouse! The drop=off area in the back of the school has three lanes. The closest to the school is the bus lane. Next is a narrow median, then two lanes. Traffic from the street behind the school is supposed to go into these two lanes. But just to make things more confusing, there is entry from the street alongside of the school. Couple that with the usual "me first" attitude, and it is indeed a madhouse. This morning was slightly different: We had three cars in three different lanes, all trying to get into the same lane. No one would move. I was the one with the least claim to the right-of-way, and I finally went forward because no one else would, hoping that I wouldnīt get hit.

Is it any wonder that Iīm stressed?

8/23/2004 7:22:08 AM


 


I voted...did you?

If you donīt live in my city, youīre excused by virtue of the fact that you most likely didnīt have a school bond election today. For the rest of you, go vote, if just to give the election officials someone to talk to. Man, they even laughed at my lame jokes. They must have been bored stiff.

We had a school bond election today. Stupid timing, what with other elections coming up soon. But noooo, the school district had to spend their precious funds to have one of their own. It was an election on the cheap; Iīll give them that. They used paper ballots and lumped all of the bond issues together in a single "yes" or "no" vote.

I thought about not voting, then I thought about voting no simply out of spite. But (this is why I didnīt vote early; I had to get my head together on this one) I finally decided that most of the items were really needed, and I decided that my vote shouldnīt be based on emotions, but cold hard facts.

I also hold that if you exercise your right to vote, then you retain your right to gripe. Okay, I understand that itīs not always possible to vote. Early voting should make it easy, but I can certainly point to one year when I didnīt make up my mind on some issues until the last minute. (I like to research before I vote.) I woke up on election day with a 102 degree fever that would NOT go away. I decided that not spreading my illness was a greater service to society than casting my vote.

But what made me so angry about this election? Very simple. First, the school district paid extra money to hold an election on its own, not combined with any other ballots. This costs extra money. Second, there were three major initiatives on the ballot. They should have split them out. Otherwise it was all or nothing. This time I actually agreed with most of the expenditures. 20-year renovations are important. Our neighborhood elementary school is on the list, and boy, does it need some work. I know that if you just put off maintenace that it costs more in the long run. New school buses. As long as they get cleaner-burning vehicles, Iīm all for it. Technology. I have mixed feelings on this one. Iīm a techie, but I wonder how much certain "gee whiz" toys are really needed in the classroom. OTOH, shortly before school started I walked into a classroom at the high school. The teacher was banging away at her own notebook computer because her desktop PC was so slow she had trouble putting together her syllabus. Itīs quite possible that all it needed was a little TLC (you know, run ScanDisk, defrag the HD, that sort of thing), but she wasnīt the first teacher Iīd heard complain about her computer. So maybe there was a point.

Another gripe is that a group of parents have been repeatedly asking the school district to poll the parents on the school start date. This would have been a perfect time to do so. The cynic in me wonders if they donīt want to know the answer. Other school districts have found ways to poll their parents. One district does it through their web site. Why is this a hot button issue? This is Texas. Granted, this summer has been unusually cool, but itīs not unusual for afternoon highs in early August to be over 100 F. Our district wants to start school the first week in Augst. Theyīre not alone. Due to the volume of complaints the state legislature mandated a start date of the week in which August 21 falls. There are two outs. One is if a particular school has a longer school year than the state mandates. The other is that the district can seek a waiver if they can show a consensus that the community wants the early start date. Our school district has consistently failed to conduct a proper poll of the parents. Todayīs bond election would have been ideal. They dropped the ball on this one.

8/21/2004 6:40:53 PM


Busy again

I started a very long entry on Thursday morning and a phone call interrupted my thoughts. So I gave up. Thatīs okay; it was mostly a rant. The upshoot: Parents, if you put your kid in an activity, PLEASE volunteer. Weīve got a handful of parents doing all the work. I had to virtually give up for a few years due to burnout. Might not have happened if more parents had even volunteered to do snacks and the like once in a while. Oh, I will give any parent who is buried in helping with one activity a "bye" on another activity. Thatīs the way it goes because we canīt get enough help. Please volunteer. Did I say please?

Spent most of Thursday on my hands and knees, cutting out fabric for cloaks. I still ache from that. Yes, I will have some new cloaks for sale very soon. Hang in there.



8/21/2004 6:37:10 PM


 


So maybe customer service does exist!

I went out for the evening, and came home to find an e-mail from someone else at Sun. Theyīre going to send me a copy. Oh, this makes my day.

8/18/2004 6:43:04 PM


 


Maybe customer support is dead after all

About three months ago I blogged about a small problem with Star Office. Iīd purchased the full version, but it appeared to be an evaluation version. A very nice customer support person at Sun assured me that I had a full version. Guess what happened? The software expired on Monday, leaving me high and dry. Iīm fortunate that I had exported a script into Word format before this happened, or I would have been screaming on deadline. As it is, Iīm left with several apparently unusable documents.

I wrote Sun support back, attaching all of the previous correspondence. This time I reached a different support person, who told me I needed to take it up with the retail outlet. Letīs see: Itīs been 90 days and the retail outlet has a 14-day return policy, after which you go to the vendor for support. I kindly pointed this out to the support person, who informed me that they couldnīt do anything for me unless I had downloaded the software directly from them. I guess Iīll go download a copy of Open Office and see if it will read my files. Iīve a feeling it wonīt, which means Iīll have to find some way to open the files. Iīm not into cracking software, and I shouldnīt have to resort to something illegal to get at my own files.

I am NOT a happy camper over this.

8/18/2004 12:56:38 PM


 


Meet Baby Nesbit

Yes, Baby Nesbit is a rat. Heīs the mascot for Chrisī Destination Imagination team. Five years ago the team built the rat to use in a skit. One of the requirments for their problem was to create an object that moved on its own. And so Baby Nesbit was born, with a fake fur body and a frame made from a pop bottle and Capsellas. Their skit bombed, but the rat was a hit. In subsquent years Baby Nesbit has been a fixture at team meetings.

Two years after its creation, Chris reworked the rat to use a remote control car as its body. He decided it would be fun to take the rodent to open house and recruitment meetings.

Strangely enough, Baby Nesbit has developed quite a following. Last night we took him to open house. Chris carried him because of the crowds, but Paul and I were amazed at the number of students who walked up and called the rat by name! The reaction of most of the teachers tended to be "eeewww!!"

The school DI sponsor asked Chris last night if he would put together a PowerPoint slide for the school announcements. After much discussion, this is what he and I arrived at for a theme. Normally he would have put the graphic together, but Iīm faster at the photo editing software. Not to mention the fact that I donīt have a Geometry assignment due tomorrow! ;-)

So now I introduce Baby Nesbit to the world. And as long as this is the only rat that graces our home, Iīm happy.


8/18/2004 12:54:17 PM


 


Perth Street

I was sitting at home, minding my own business, when a friend called. "Iīm going to be down on Perth street in an hour," she told me. After maybe two seconds of hesitation I replied, "Iīll meet you there."

Perth street, for those in the D/FW area who sew, is fabric Mecca. The little cul-de-sac off of Harry Hines is home to several discount and wholesale fabric stores. My friend and I wandered through the warehouses in the heat (yeah, in the Texas summer with no air conditioning) and came out with some incredible bargains. My big buy was some velvet. Iīll be making a couple of cloaks from that!

As a bonus I got to spend the afternoon with my friend Pat. She lives in the Metroplex, but far enough away that we donīt get to see each other often. We exchange a lot of e-mails and phone calls, but we donīt get to talk face-to-face nearly enough.

Okay, seeing Pat again was worth the trip. The fabric was the bonus.

8/17/2004 5:02:56 PM


 


Nice Day

Here it is, nearly noon in mid-August in Texas, no less, and the outdoor temp is just under 80F. With that in mind I decided to try to work outdoors and take advantage of the weather. Itīs very nice out here.

8/12/2004 9:41:22 AM


 


Okay, whoīs telling the truth?

Iīm tired (didnīt sleep well with my stomach doing a number last night), but I wanted to blog this before I make an attempt at a nap. Iīve been perusing the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth site. Interesting stuff, if true. The problem is, how do we voters decide the truth? It would help if both sides were to produce as much documentation as possible. Otherwise, itīs a "he said, he said" issue.

Kerry made his service record fair game when he decided use it in his campaign. The only problem is that he hasnīt released his records for public scrutiny. Why? If I happened to run for public office and claimed to be a graduate of a particular university, or claim service in the military, some enterprising reporter would check that out. Why isnīt anyone digging into this issue?

This group raises some serious questions regarding Kerryīs war record. As someone who plans to cast a vote in November I want the tools to help me decide the veracity of these allegations. I donīt think thatīs asking too much. It may be a tempest in a teapot. But unless both sides release supporting documentation this will not go away. I donīt see that as good for Kerry.

Sure, Bush and Clinton got elected in spite of Bushīs less than stellar record, and Clintonīs draft dodging. But I donīt recall either of them running for office waving their Vietnam-era credentials at voters.

Both sides need to put up evidence to back up their claims. īNuff said.

8/11/2004 12:54:58 PM


 


Misery

Ugghhhh. Last night I was complaining about an upset stomach. Today it seems to have become a full-blown case of stomach flu. This is one virus you canīt pick up from visiting a web page...

8/10/2004 9:48:38 AM


 


Morning Walks

Now that school is back in swing I decided to try to re-start my habit of morning walks. This is something I can only do when the weather cooperates. In other words, it canīt bee to hot or too cold or too humid or my lungs rebel.

I went down to a nearby park and took off. It had rained the night before, so it was best to stick to the concrete walks. I did venture off to look at the creek and took the attached picture. The picture itself is nothing to write home about, but I wasn anxious to see how the little camera reacted to different conditions. It doesnīt do terribly well in full shadows, and the phone is a bear to hold steady. Iīll get it figured out eventully, and have even better pictures to share.

By the time I returned to the car the humidity and heat were both on the rise. Actually, I was pleased that I was able to get out and walk as late as 9 am in August. I stopped to gas up the car before it got too hot (weīve under a level red ozone watch and have already hit orange today), then came home and collapsed.


8/9/2004 1:48:07 PM


 


Meow!

This is the first picture I took with the new camera phone. Her Majesty demanded adoration.



8/9/2004 1:37:06 PM


 

Laugh for the day

Check out this video. Tip oī the hat to Larry for sending it to me. Itīs nothing your kids canīt see, which also means itīs workplace safe.



8/6/2004 6:05:32 PM


 


Playing catch-up

Thatīs as in "catching up," not as in the wife of John Kerry. I donīt feel like getting terribly politcal today. And please pardon any roaming typos. Itīs been a long week.

The other day I mentioned that school was starting where I live. Yeah, I think the first week in August is a terrible time to start school. Iīve ruminated on this one before, so Iīm not going to give it any more pixels. At any rate, whenever school starts, it is a hectic time. And the Manor was no exception.

Chris has now started the tenth grade. His school has block scheduling, which means two first days of school. Yes, double the fun! (For those uniitiated, block scheduling means only having a few classes on each day. In our district, they have the first four periods on A day, and the second four on B day. Again, I donīt feel like getting into the politics of this. You either like it or you donīt. I have mixed feelings, and will not go any deeper tonight.)

At any rate, this means more shopping, TWO sets of school supplies (one for the "A" backpack, and one for the "B" backpack. Trust me, itīs easier on everyone if the kid has a backpack for each day.), and the unending forms. In elementary school, thereīs just one set of forms. In high school, each teacher wants to know all of your contact information: Address, home phone, work phone, cell phone, e-mail, even a fax if youīve got it. Youīd think in this day and age they could just shove it all into one school-wide database and be done with it. But that costs money, I suppose.

Also this weekend we have our tax holiday. Texas (and some other states) have a tax-free weekend. Part of the reason is to get people to spend money. Part of it is to give people more bang for their buck. Clothing and shoes under $100 (and not for athletic purposes) is exempt from taxes for the weekend. Thatīs an 8.25% savings. And on top of that many stores offer huge sales to get people to spend their money with them. I went to one department store and bought six pairs of good blue jeans for well under $100. Chris is growing so fast (a half an inch in the last two weeks!) that I am loath to spend more than I have to on pants. Mothers of teenagers know exactly what I mean. So Chris got four pairs of jeans, and Paul got two. I didnīt get any clothes. Thatīs okay, for two reasons. One is that I have really good luck on the clearance sales at one of the local stores. Last spring I bought a really nice outfit - shirt, skirt AND shoes for next to nothing. I know how to shop. The other reason follows.

Iīve been thinking about chaning my wireless plan for a while. (You already know where this is headed, donīt you?) Iīm notoriously cheap. I got the best phone I could with the cheapst plan I could find, and got the best deal possible on the phone. Okay, maybe Iīm just frugal. But a cell phone is a necessity. I try very hard to be a courteous user, but I like it that the school can reach me quickly if Chris has an asthma attack. And Iīm sure that they appreciate it as well. Also our parents are at the age where all of us are more comofortable if they can reach us in an emergency.

Paul has a pay-as-you go plan. He doesnīt use his phone very much at all. Chris is to the age where a cell phone would be nice, but isnīt a necessity except in certain situations. Bearing all that in mind I decided to take another look at my own phone plan. The contract period had expired, so I was under no obligation to continue. I wonīt go through the array of choices we faced; many of you are going through the same thing. Besides, reciting phone plans is boring. To make a long story short, I went into a storefront for my wireless provider, and they showed me a new plan that made sense. Sure, I had to buy one more phone, but that means I got a cool camera phone for cheap. How could I argue with that? Paul gets to share minutes with me, and he gets my previous phone, which is still a darned good phone.

The pay-as-you-go phone will migrate to Chris. Personally, I think this is a good idea for a teenager because they are forced to budget their minutes. We set some common-sense rules. In a nutshell, if he wants to spend time talking with his friends he has to buy the extra minutes. And if he abuses it we take the phone away. I think heīs responsible enough to do okay with it.

Another advantge of this plan for a teenager is that if his phone gets stolen, we wonīt be responsible for any minutes other than those weīve purchased in advance. Heīs happy to have a cell phone. Weīve got some peace of mind. And I get a new camera phone out of the deal!!!

Iīll post some pictures once I get the phone fully activated. Part of the deal was that they had to activate it with the new number, but tomorrow we can go in and swap out numbers. They did offer us a very good deal. It would have been a bit less for Paul to have another pay-as-you-go phone, but this gives us lots of flexibility and I think it will be a better value in the long run.

Other than that Iīve been busy writing. Mostly Iīve been working on copy for clients, but thatīs what pays the bills. Oh, and yesterday I got the new Midnight Louie book. Iīll post a review when Iīm finished. So far, I love it.

8/6/2004 5:32:05 PM


 


Wrong facts

Yesterday we had a level RED ozone warning, and we may come close to another today. Weīve already had a level orange, and a monitoring station north of us is flirting with red.

8/3/2004 3:31:03 PM


 


And weīre starting school tomorrow

Locally the high was 105F/40C. We have had the second orange level ozone alert in as many days. A teenager in Dallas died after football practice today. Heat is suspected as a factor, though the Medican Examinerīs office has yet to rule on the cause of death.

What is it with making children go to school in this kind of weather? The heat is one thing, but add the poor air quality, and itīs a potentially lethal combination. We seem to have one heat-related footbal death around here nearly every year. When will they learn?

8/3/2004 2:54:15 PM


 


Bad air day

I can feel it; weīre going to have a nasty one today. I woke up this morning with a very tight chest and took a hit of Advair as soon as I could sit up. School starts in two days, and theyīre asking kids to be out in this crap.

Speaking of which, Iīve been trying to get Chris out bed for nearly half an hour. I think heīs awake; he just knows that crawling out of bed is an acknowledgement of the inevitable. Gotta do it, dude. Get up!

8/2/2004 6:31:11 AM


 


The heat is on

We reached 104 today, with a level Orange ozone alert. Yes, Prisoner fans: Orange Alert! I stayed indoors for most of the day except for a foray up to Frisco for lunch at Irish Rover. On the way home we stopped at Central Market for some Irish bangers and a bottle of Galante Cabernet. They also had a rather curious beer: Monty Pythonīs Holy Grail Ale. The stuff ainīt bad, but I wouldnīt count it amongst my favorites. The bottle is fun, and Iīll put one up on my shelves.

Anyway, these are the days of the cut-and-paste weather forecasts. Sunny and hot. Highs in the upper 90īs. Winds 5-10 MPH. Level Red Ozone Watch. Select. Copy. Paste. The cool weather was fun while it lasted.

8/1/2004 5:43:28 PM


 


Okay, so I watched

I just couldnīt keep the TV off.

I am more impressed with Kerry when I listen then when I have to watch him talk. He looks less animated than Al Gore, but when I close my eyes and listen I hear an entirely different candidate. He did manage to stick to his timetable, and I canīt help but wonder if he was told heīd better get the speech in during prime time.

Paulīs comment: "He can say nuclear."

Now how can you argue with that?

7/29/2004 8:07:44 PM


 


A small point of clarification

I was looking at my post from earlier today, and just wanted to make one thing clear: I hate blind partisan politics. I learned at an early age to vote for the candidate (and his or her personal platform) rather than the party line. When I was a child and Texas was a solid in the blue as it is in the red today, my mom came home one day and complained about a friend of hers. The friend, it seems, complained bitterly about one of the two Senators that represented Texas in Washington, D.C. In the next breath, however, she proudly proclaimed herself a Democrat who would be tray her party if she did anything so crass as not to press the straight ticket lever in the voting booth. So letīs see; sheīs not happy with her representation, but sheīs not inclined to vote against the incumbent Democrat. I was all of six or seven at the time, but that stuck with me. I have never voted a straight ticket, but if I did I certainly wouldnīt pull the lever or punch the hole or touch the button or whatever. Iīd go over each race and make sure that I was casting my vote as Iīd intended. Voting a straight ticket is not only lazy, but it encourages people not to look closely at candidates.

Donīt get me wrong; some people vote a straight ticket after researching the candidates on both sides, and thatīs okay. But I suspect that isnīt always the case. And even these days I know of people who wouldnīt think of voting anything other than a straight party ticket. Wouldnīt it be nice if we did away with that option and forced people to actually think for themselves?

(And pardon the typos. I still have a splitting headache. Then why am I tyiping? Good question. I should go to bed.)

7/29/2004 6:29:24 PM


 


Oops

I had a double post. I TOLD you I had a headache...

7/29/2004 6:29:24 PM


 


I give up

Iīve spent all day hacking away at this script and I have a headache the size of a planet. The first draft is due at the end of the weekend, and this thing is a bear. I tried to watch Wesley Clarksī speech, but the contant applause just did me in. Yeah, I know itīs his job to whip the delegates into a frenzy, and he did a good job. So I found some excerpts from Kerryīs speech on the web and will make do with that. I figure I can catch a streaming version at any number of web sites tomorrow. Instead, I am going to pop an Ibuprofen and go to bed.

7/29/2004 6:22:12 PM


To watch or not to watch?

Iīve managed to stay away from the Democratic conventions this week; quite the feat for a newsgeek such as myself. The truth is, the conventions are staged events, the nomination is sewed up months in advance, and there are few reasons to watch.

When the Republicans held their convention in Dallas in 1984 I was working at a local radio station. Amazingly, I managed to get credentialed to cover the event. Iīd do my midmorning air shift, then trundle downtown with my TRS-80 Model 100 and my portable tape recorder to start to work. Then about midnight Iīd drag myself back to the station, file a report, and then haul myself north to home to catch a bit of sleep and start the process over the next day. The only problem was that a few days before the convention Iīd hurt my arm. The X-Rays showed a possible break, so I was given a metal splint to wear until I could get to an orthopedist. Fortunately the arm was not broken, but that splint played havoc with the metal detectors.

It was, in a word, cool. Here I was, hanging out with the big-time journalists, standing just a few feet from then VP George Bush. Yep, Iīd have jumped through the same hoops if the Democrats were in Dallas. It was an experience that Iīm not likely to forget.

Having said all this, I do plan to watch Kerry tonight. It will be all rhetoric, but Iīd like to watch anyway. Iīd like Chris to watch as well. This will be the last presidential election before he is old enough to vote (is that a scary thought, or what?) and Iīd like him to at least see some of the process.

This reminds me of an incident that took place four years ago, during the election recounts. We went down to Waco for Thanksgiving. It was the three of us, Paulīs mom and her sister. Chris spent several minutes discussing the difference between hanging and pregnant chads, much to the amusement of the adults. He did have his facts correct. I still donīt know what got him interested in the election, but he followed the story with great interest.

At any rate, I think itīs important for him to watch at least some of the coronation ceremonies, er, conventions. I also believe that it is part of my duty as a parent to make a child understand the importance of casting a vote. When possible I take him along to the polling place. He canīt vote, but often the polling places have a demonstration machine and they let the kids "vote" there. Last time he even got an "I Voted" sticker.

We tend to feel that our votes donīt make a difference, but look at it this way: The percentage of the population casting votes has generally been declining over the years. That may mean your vote counts even more. This is a non-political statement: Vote. Yes, you have the right NOT to cast your ballot, but if more people showed up on Election Day it just might make a difference. If you gripe that the special interests are going to win anyway, remember that your vote will cancel out one special interest vote. Yeah, itīs a drop in the proverbial bucket, but if it helps to narrow the margin it might make someone sit up and take notice.

And yes, you have the right NOT to vote.

Personally, Iīd like to see "none of the above" more frequently on the ballot. I saw that at the primary this year. If that would become a standard option, Iīll bet more people would vote, just to voice their dissatisfaction with the status quo.

Okay, time to get down off of my soapbox. Iīve got some real work to do today...



7/29/2004 7:20:25 AM


 


About last night

We certainly got the rain last night. Parts of the area are experiencing flash floods, and the forecast calls for more rain today and tonight. Looks like I wonīt need to use the watering can on the patio plants for a couple of days at least.

And how did I bowl last night? 175-135-200 for a 510 series. Slightly better than my average, but not terribly consistent.

7/29/2004 7:12:34 AM


 


Quickly, before it rains!

Time to get an entry posted before the storm hits. Yeah, severe storms in July. Usually the weather forecast is just cut-and-paste at this time of year: Sunny and hot with a high near 100. My patio thermometer indicates 82 F, and the radar shows a line of heavy storms marching this way.

I am tired, but I am happy. Regular readers (thanks, Mom!) might remember that Wednesday is my bowling day. I went this morning with my right arm throbbing and the fingers on that hand slightly swollen. I guess I strained a muscle with all the yard work Iīve done over the past few days. Bowlers know that swollen fingers are no fun. I shot 178-170-231 for a 579 series, stringing seven strikes in a row the last game. The two "low" games were still above my average. That was kinda fun!

Next, we drove across town to get Chrisī "carry permit" for school. Children with asthma can carry their inhalers with them provided a note from the doctor is on file with the school nurse. Iīll go across town for that. A kid can die waiting on an inhaler.

We also went and dropped a small fortune on school supplies. I thought weīd spend less money the older he got, but nooo. With block scheduling in the high schools, he needs TWO sets of most supplies. Why? This gives him one set for A days, and one for B days. All he has to go is grab the correct backpack, and off he goes. Actually, it makes perfect sense. Next year heīll be out of block scheduling, so perhaps then the costs will drop.

I hear thunder. Better shut down a few electronic devices.

7/28/2004 2:57:21 PM


 


Correction:

Yes, I still have the wonderful husband. I no longer have the size 6 waist. And Iīd be remiss if I didnīt mention my wonderful kid, wouldnīt I? ;-)

7/27/2004 7:12:14 PM


 


Ah, the memories...not!

Today I had an e-mail from an old friend, Karen Blocher. Iīve linked to her journal on the left. We had been out of touch for a while, and it was wonderful to find out that she is still out there, writing, doing well.

When I checked out her blog, she had an entry about high school. (You have to scroll about halfway down to get to the high school part.) Gosh, her experiences may have been much like mine. I was also overweight, wore large glasses and was, in a word, a geek. You know. A Nerd. Someone who didnīt fit in.

Like Karen, Iīm not the person I was nearly 30 years ago. And like her, Iīve got a 30-year reunion coming up next year. Do I go? If the ten-year reunion I attended was any indication, I think not. I attended my high school reunion in a size 6 (yeah, what a concept!) designer dress, had ditched the thick glasses for contacts, and was ready to show off my accomplishments. Yeah, Iīd done something with my life. I graduated from college (perhaps a quarter of our 680 person graduating class had indicated a preference for higher education), married a wonderful man, was working as News Director in a Top Ten market radio station (okay, a bottom 30 station, but a Top Ten market, not bad for a 27 year-old), and had just managed a listing in Whoīs Who of American Women. I should have been a howling success. Wrong. All anyone else could see was the same fat, nerdish kid of ten years before. The cheerleaders were proud that theyīd married the top football players. The guys, in turn, were holding down high-paying jobs with plenty of room for advancement - like moving furniture. (Insert dripping sarcasm here.) Damn it, Iīd gone out there and grabbed life. Iīd accomplished something. Iīd lived some of my dreams. But to them, I was still the nerd.

So do I want to go back next year? Probably not. Iīve added to my accomplishments, although Iīm not the high flyer I was nearly 20 years ago. I still have the wonderful husband. I wonder how many of the cheerleader-football player marriages lasted? Iīm not stinkinī rich, but Iīm happy. Not to mention that Iīve been very fortunate in that Iīve been able to follow my dreams. Can they say that?

I suppose if I get a questionnaire asking me to state what Iīm doing these days Iīll fill it out. Still, I donīt expect Iīll go to the reunion. I donīt think I could stand the pain.

7/27/2004 6:55:02 PM


 


I should have complained sooner

Last night a cold front slipped through. We slept with the bedroom window open - a rarity for July. It didnīt get above 79F today. Thatīs usually the overnight low in July! I took advantage of the day by repotting some plants and doing some of my writing from the patio. Hooray for wireless notebooks! We finished off with a cookout and dinner on the patio. Iīd planned to cook out, but I just figured it would be too hot to eat out. What a pleasant surprise.

Of course, it will get hot again in a day or two, but I have to admit that today was a much-needed respite from the heat.

7/25/2004 7:48:16 PM


 


Midnightīs Blog Entry

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7/25/2004 7:47:25 PM


 


I told you so...

I said Iīd be complaining about the heat this month, and I am. I finally bought an extra fan for my office. The ceiling fan just isnīt cutting it.

And Chris is cooking tonight. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

7/24/2004 2:10:30 PM


 


More changes

Nothing major, just fixing broken links and the like. If you find a busted link, please drop me a line. Contact link on the left.

7/23/2004 4:42:49 PM


 


New uses for old laptops

A couple of months back I mentioned putting the old Compaq notebook into semi-retirement. I thought Iīd use it for streaming audio in the kitchen, but instead it has been resurrected as the new host for the CatCam. It has been christened with the monniker of "catbox." Hey, I didnīt make that up! I promise!

And one bit of errata: Itīs a 5300 series, not a 9300. Typos? Me? Never. (Yeah. Right.)

7/23/2004 4:37:59 PM


 

Canīt sleep

Itīs hot. Itīs 2.30 in the morning. Itīs Texas.

Fooled around with a little more PHP. It might show up on my home page tomorrow.



7/23/2004 12:29:34 AM


 


New look to the site

Many of the main pages now sport a new look. Iīve redone them in PHP, using server side includes and other goodies. Not to mention that it was time for a bit of a facelift.

7/22/2004 1:13:09 PM


 


Move your beverage away from the keyboard

The winners of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest are now online.

7/19/2004 7:23:56 PM


 

 

 

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