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|Sunday, July 11th, 2010|
|Wednesday, January 6th, 2010|
And I continue to make bad decisions.
|Tuesday, December 8th, 2009|
|Tuesday, November 17th, 2009|
|This is not a self referential ti... dangit.
I should post here more. Here is a post. Maybe this is the start of many posts.
It's cold. I have a bad headache. I recently bought Mike Caro's Most Profitable Hold'em Advice. The cats are draped around the apartment. I have too much stuff to get done that I'm not doing. So I'll go off and play more poker. Also, there ought to be a space version of Lord of the Rings written by now. Isn't there Gandalf? Gandalf?
|Saturday, October 10th, 2009|
|Tuesday, September 29th, 2009|
|Kara Thrace = Parcival (the affects of being woken by a thunderstorm)
This is probably spoilerish, if you haven't read every version of King Arthur and seen every version of Battlestar Galactica.
I assume someone somewhere has made this connection before, but I've never run across it. But it's so obvious, now that I know. Like having a jigsaw puzzle where the pieces don't fit, if you bang away at them with a hammer long enough, they do fit! Granted most of my King Arthur recollection is from Excalibur and Wikepedia (that famous King Arthur book)( I'm sure with enough fanfic, this will fitCollapse )
I'm sure that there are other obvious parallels that can be seen after being woken prematurely by a thunderstorm. That's why I have literary friends. Of course, there's probably a reason no one came up with this parallel before, too.
|Friday, September 11th, 2009|
So, I'm moved. Pretty much everything has been put to where it will go. Some stuff will still need to be rearranged, but well, the place is about the cleanest it will be for the next year. The cats are settling in nicely. Moving them was a pain, as I ended having to make 3 tries to get them in the crate. They did not like that at all. But they're here now and realizing that this may be permanent. They're still scouting for the best sleeping spots. The shelves have been rearranged, so now the cats can go even higher.
There are a lot of little things that are improvements. And a few that are worse than before, but on the whole, a definte plus. The electric bill should be way down. I have a fireplace for the first time. The place is clean. :) Now hopefully I can change what needs to be changed, even if it will take a while. And so the ride continues.
|Sunday, August 30th, 2009|
|Doctor Who Dreamversion
Last night's dream was a Dr Who Episode!
It was a Colin Baker episode. He has an unspecified female companion. Running around leads to a supermarket. The lady ahead of us in line has won something! She almost forgets a item as she leaves, as the checkout person starts on the next person in line immediately. Cue following the woman to the parking lot. Companion follows after lady and is not heard of again. Enter two more companions, male and female.
Once just before the supermarket bit and again now, there's is an intermediate cutaway, with the companion at the TARDIS, talking in character with the producer of the show. The second time includes the older and newer female companions. The topic is along the lines of 'Well, if you're a 'producer' why can't you make this happen. The second cutaway ends as the TARDIS lands, exit Doctor, two companions and me.
It's a futuristic city. Flying cars! But seeming very mechanical (think Brazil). (Cutaway of a trailer, showing everyone moving in programmed precision). After watching the flying cars, I run to catch up with the Doctor, who is trying to cross the street at an intersection. There is danger in crossing against the light (beyond the traffic), but I can't tell him. Fortunately, we all cross with the light. I see a notice for Lectures on Conjuration, apparently a class/lecture/symposium. I catch up to the Doctor. We see a poster for it, with costs. The numbers are futuristicly stylized. The numbers are hard to read at first, but are just weirdly fomatted prices. We also find out that we're in Ontario, so probably we're in Toronto. We discuss how to get money to go. Then I wake up.
Anyway, today is packing day. I move either tomorrow or Tuesday and close the day after, thereby more or less giving my condo away. But the fresh start then begins. Current Mood: awake
|Thursday, August 6th, 2009|
|Oh well (part 2 (of several apparently))
Well, I wasn't really happy about the offer, but it was an offer. Was. The buyer backed out. Life starts to get really interesting now. Current Mood: distressed
|Friday, July 31st, 2009|
So, I think I have a buyer for the condo. It's an investor type, who's willing to take the place as is. And buy relatively quickly. Of course, it'll be for a lot less than the place is worth. But I get money (which I don't have to fix the place up and wait for the market to buy it). Not nearly as much as I hoped for, but enough for a bit. Nothing actually working for a year wouldn't make up. Now to find a job. Maybe some of my qualifications are still useful. At least I know what mistakes not to make the next time I buy a house, because I made every possible one this time around. Current Mood: depressed
|Thursday, July 2nd, 2009|
|Pull up the roots
So, I am going to sell my condo. Once it's sold, lots of bills get paid off and I start with a clean slate. It also means that I will have a bit of deciding as to where I'm going to go. Austin is nice and I don't mind staying here. Las Vegas is a possibility. Little Rock/Hot Springs is a distant possibility, I think. Back to Florida? Someplace exciting and new? Seattle? California? DC? Time for some thinking. Current Mood: pensive
|Thursday, February 26th, 2009|
Since I haven't posted in a bit, I'll post this meme.
1. Put your MP3 player, iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the "next" button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Wanted me to tag you people, but no.( Lemmingness abounds!Collapse )
|Monday, February 23rd, 2009|
|Be vewwy vewwy quiet. I'm hunting jobs!
So on Wednesday, I have an interview with Pearson, a publishing company. The job seems rather perfect for me. It's a lot of what I've been doing for the last 15 years. They're looking for someone to create assessment type tests in flash. They're located two miles away, within biking distance. The down side is that my flash fu is not that strong yet. But they seem sort of willing to overlook that. And they did come to me. So fingers are crossed and I'll stress until then.
Also Google said 'Let's talk'. I'm not sure what they saw in my resume, but we'll find out. (Steven, we need someone to be the 'before').
|Saturday, February 14th, 2009|
So last night's dream involved me following two heroes. What they had done was unclear, but it was clearly heroic. For the second one, I'm suddenly finding myself giving a short speech on his behalf in front of President JFK. The speech basically went 'It is human to aspire and to try. It is human to fail. It is human to try again.' Of course, I should've added 'and avoid open air cars', but oh well.
|Monday, February 9th, 2009|
|I need a vacation
I can say that because I now am working again, albeit only for two months. I'm basically helping to update the website for TABC (the Texas Alcoholic Beverage Commision). We'll see how it goes.
|Sunday, February 1st, 2009|
|Tuesday, January 27th, 2009|
|Help me, St Obama!
Help me speak eloquently and persuasively during today's job interview. Let them be convinced of my worthiness! Shroud their eyes from my imperfections! Have them know that I will end wiretapping their phones! Current Mood: anxious
|Tuesday, January 20th, 2009|
Of course, while I'm watching it, I get a phone call from a job recruiter. Which causes me to miss the oath!
|Monday, January 19th, 2009|
|The geekiest dream ever
So, it's the doctor. I'm a companion/ observer. Doctor 11 is sort of a mix between Tom Baker and and David Morrisey. A very generic doctor (the dream is still early at this point). There's unspecified running around. The doctor regenerates in a twentyish year old woman. She's very perky and much like Jenny . Basically all she does is run off and very short while later regenerates (the thought in the dream was that she didn't want to be a woman doctor). Doctor 13 is Doogie Howser (as played by Fred Savage (don't blame me, i never watched the show)). I know this because my dream reaction is 'Really?? Doogie Howser?' His outfit is some sort of dark red and black plaid thing. It is implied that he regenerated while captive of the bad guys. There's escaping, but in order to save the day, he has to jump off a deadly drop. Me and unspecified companions try to stop him. He jumps. Me and companions get to the ledge, but there's no longer a ledge. If only the Doctor had waited! (Though it's unclear if the Doctor jumping had anything to do with the ledge disappearing.)
Being the geek that I am, I pick up a book to reread the bit about what happened to the doctor. The bit read (which, this being a dream turns into me watching it on tv) turns out to be about the Sylvester McCoy doctor captured by the Sontarans. He regenerates into Tom Baker, but there's a problem with the Sontaran machine, as several Tom Bakers show up. They play tag for a moment before setting things back to normal.
Having finished reading that, I then decide to look up the Doctor Who entry on Wikipedia so I can see the picture of all 13 doctors together. But there, we have evidence of a 14th doctor, a dark haired young woman, much more serious. Only distinguishing feature is that she doesn't like to listen to music while drinking. The dream also implies that she didn't regenerate from the Doogie Howser doctor, but rather suddenly discovered herself to be the doctor.
At which point I wake up. And realize that that was the geekiest dream ever. Pretty much all that's missing is me dreaming about blogging it. :)
So it's been a while since the last post. I'm posting this so I don't lose this dream. Hi all!
|Sunday, April 29th, 2007|
|Wherein Our Hero Returns
So, in celebration of it being one year since I last posted, I shall post again!
In the past year:
Despite having lived in Texas for 20 years, I had never been to Mexico. I've now been there twice. My (former) company celebrated its 20th anniversary, so the boss took everyone to an really nice all inclusive resort near Cozumel. I brought Sherry along. It was a blast! Mostly just hanging around the beach and sunbathing, with a trip to Chichen Itza (We missed the equinox by one day, darnit) I should work for more companies about to have their 20 year anniversaries. The second time was a cruise, my first, to Cozumel, though it never actually got there. We ended up only getting to Progresso. It was still fun. I need to do more cruises.
I played my first $500 event in January. I played very well I thought, but was unlucky at the wrong time, so didn't cash. Since that point, I've had 4 really big wins, though, so the poker bankroll is up.
I quit my job about a month ago, as it was not providing any work. So now I am a bum^H^H^Hpro poker player. I wish it paid more.
I will be going back to Vegas in the middle of May for a pair of poker tournaments and hanging out with online poker buddies.
My parents are about to sell their house in Vegas and move to Hot Springs Village in Arkansas. They'll be closer, but no more free lodgings in Vegas, darnit.
Pyewacket and Frisbee remain horribly spoiled. Frisbee caught some sort of stomach bug last summer, so I had about 3 weeks of feeding her medicine. She was less than thrilled, but overcame the bug.
I started a blog about my poker game, along with a friend. It's at the_flop
There's probably other stuff that happened, but my life is pretty boring. :) Current Mood: relaxed