The Bison Presentation was a complete success. Every possible aspect of the bison’s life was answered in my daughter’s speech, as evidenced by the fact that not one peer in the 5th grade had a question afterwards. I think that says it all. Also, they were two minutes late for recess.
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That was an epic weekend, at least in length. Can’t say I did much except hunch before the machinery and produce stuff for next year’s site. No, amend that: got up some of the Christmas lights. I went to Target on Saturday to get lights, since all the old ones were dead, and was presented [...]
The Bleat should return this morning. It’s written and ready to go, but the framjazzit’s hosed, and I need a part for the ultragronifier. Ha ha! Fake technical words to impart a sense of hilarity. I tell you, there’s not a comedy genre I haven’t mastered.
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I’m having trouble calling up the site tonight, so I don’t know if I’ll even be able to post. It’s as if the site is infected with turkey-valium, and cannot rouse itself to display an admin page. Takes ten minutes to try to post an image, so I’m loading in the code and crossing my [...]
I know I should change the rotating banner art; it’s done, it’s over, it was a million years ago. Now I’m back to this:
The snow fell steadily this afternoon, without haste or anger: the clouds were just making a delivery, that’s all. And that’s fine. Has to come sooner or later, and [...]
As Majel Barrett used to say on Star Trek: The Other Shows when they finished up a two-parter: And now, the conclusion.
Grand Cayman may have its charms, but they were not promiscuously displayed in our brief tour of the urban center. As with most of these places, the presumption seems to [...]
Voice status: better. Adjustment to cold & snow is going poorly. Remember, it was kind and decent early this month; the snow on the way out was like a fist shaken in anger by someone you see in the rear-view mirror. Coming back to this after that is mean, and I’ve been grousy all day. [...]
I cannot speak. I croak phonemes. I sound like the incinerated corpse of Suzanne Pleshette. Seven days of SHOUTING in BARS or SHOUTING over the table at DINNER or SHOUTING in immense rooms or SHOUTING on the balcony on the 11th floor with the great sloshing sea pounding in the black beyond – well. I’m [...]
So far so good; the flu shot has not given me the flu. Every year I hear of people who took the poke and got sick. One year I did have some sort of peculiar reaction; I remember waking up feeling very odd, convinced I’d had a bad reaction, and I toted up my life [...]
Ten million things to do, and I spend fifteen minutes on a Disney Resorts online survey. I had to. They NEED TO KNOW about the logistical problems in the breakfast line. Oh, who am I kidding? They know. They’ve had guys with stopwatches and hidden cameras studying the place for years, and probably have a [...]
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