July 31, 2004

Tonight

Fireworks tonight Park at my house around 8:30p (call or email if you need directions). Bring your own chair and anything else you want (snacks, beverages, bug spray). It's a short walk down the street to the powerlines that have an uninterrupted view of the pyrotechnics. Best part is: no crowds, no loud music *, minimal light pollution, and no rules! * The music is loud when seated at the Mashpee Commons. The music will be at the correct and/or enjoyable volume level when seated at the powerlines.

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Frustration level: HIGH

I checked my PO box today and there were no fewer then three pieces of mail from 4C's. Two were bills and one was a class cancellation notice. Now on Monday I need to take a long lunch break and go across town and get another class added. Unfortunately, due to scheduling, it appears that I will be able to work less hours to add this class. Grrr.... I guess the plus side it that I'll only have two classes and a clep left in the spring. Good thing too, because a fourth letter from the college states that I'm running out of eligibility time for federal aid. I guess there goes any hope of a bachelors degree. This weekend is all about the studying. I have a sheet that lists items on the final, and I have one more paper to write. I'll be so happy when I can become social again.

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I have the answer

What ever your problem is, just blame it on the blue moon!

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July 30, 2004

I went to bed last night

Even with my medium size Dunkachino sloshing in my tummy, two traffic tieups steamed through, I went straight to bed. Class started out with everyone milling around in class, talking about what they did in their budget. I wanted to cry. I wasn't even sure what some of these people were talking about. Financing what? Mortgages huh? I did know the smart girl got her tax rules confused with her GAAP rules, and that's only because I'm better at taxes then GAAP. There were some that suggested waiting to purchase the equipment. The assignment didn't specify what the equipment was for, but if you delay that purchase, wouldn't you assume there would be less sales then projected? And how would you adjust that? I didn't take that path for a reason. People were turning in budgets with pie charts and multi pages of analysis. Some were as thick as books. I could have left right then and there. At the break Stephani and I walked around the campus. She showed me the different buildings (student services, library, science hall) and we wandered through the small garden, passing the hot house. Who ever in the horticulture department is in charge of the hot house should get an F. Aloe is not suppose to be sickly red, but vibrant green. And if all your aloe is looking this bad, you may have to get kicked out of school. We were late getting back to class, but that's ok. I don't know what's going on anyway. Class got out early. It's not like 4C's when the teacher raps early and you can't survive the stampede to the door. No, we actually all kind of sat there waiting for her to say it was a joke. Even after getting outside, I ended up chatting with Steph for another 45 minutes. I stopped for my usual drink on rte 18. It was gone in no time. Between exit two and one I got stuck in my first tie up of the commute. We had to merge into one lane as they were jack hammering holes in the new pavement. Once around that, I figured traffic wouldn't be so bad where they are working on an overpass. Instead of getting off at exit 1 and commuting through Wareham, I stayed on the highway. I got stuck. And even once all the traffic was merged into one lane, it was slow. Funny thing is that the flashing sign with the arrow, you know the giant one on it's own trailer, is solar powered. Um, I think at 9:30p you won't get enough light from the near full moon to power it up. There was a lonely Wareham police man standing there with his SUV waving a flashlight. I hope someone brought him coffee.

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July 29, 2004

Watch me do a happy dance!!

My big Master Budget assignment is DONE, PRINTED, and PACKED to go to school tonight. You can also view it in PDF format here. I feel lighter then... Um, well... let's just say I'm happy. Now I have four days to finish one last assignment. I then cram for the final next Thrusday, and be done with this summer nightmare. Repeat after me... "I'll never take summer classes again... I'll never take summer classes again..."

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July 28, 2004

Homework free....

... but not quite. I took a breather from homework today (I watched "amish in the city") because I know tomorrow will be cram session. And to make sure I 'hunker down' like Nancy always does, I have no clean clothes to wear. Huh? Yeap, by making myself have no choice but to stay in and do laundry, I'm sure to start my 'home stretch' homework first thing in the morning. As for my summer break to-do list, it's getting longer every day. The last thing I added was 'clean the bathroom'. You know it's been a busy summer when the bathroom is neglected. Jesse, I know you're all like freaking out, but I want you to chill. Me and the Dizz Meister will be down to visit once school is over. Shall I bring you a sandwich for lunch? I may pick Dizz up a roast beef sandwich, but you can have what ever you specify. And should we invite anyone else? B.Y.O.B.C.
(bring your own beach chair)

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July 27, 2004

Pause

Things have been pretty consistent... school, work, sleep, eat, shower, shit... in no particular order. School: Figured out my budget issue. I just did what companies do in the real world and fired someone. Work: Davis Towing has been parking one of their flatbed tows in our lot off and on for the last week. We come into work and it's there. Check a few hours later and it's gone. It returns again for the next morning. Well today we called Davis Towing and told the nice lady that answered the phone that her flatbed tow was in our lot, had been about four times in the last two weeks, and that it wasn't authorized to be there. She answered "oh really" to the FYI on it's location. She asked if there was a driver in it (no) and said she would call the driver and get it removed. She didn't ask for tag numbers or anything, and she seemed to be getting the information she needed to squeal on someone. Within a half hour of the phone call, the flatbed tow was gone. Me: I'm feeling terribly dehydrated and desiring kool-aid. I want that big red guy to come bursting through my wall. Diezel: he's already looking forward to his beach day with Jesse & Brady. Keeps asking when, when, when are we going. Time, hours, days, weeks, mean nothing to him. Anyway, I still need to find all his gear and finish my last two weeks of summer school. Pictures: I scanned the negatives from the Fuel concert (the girl said the roll was blank). I wish I had access to a real developer. I can see pictures, but they would need over exposure to develop, and even then would be dark. Motorcycle: James went riding on it yesterday. Realized the alternator and speedometer are faulty. Now we know why the title said mileage unknown. Family: Jen, Jeff & Sean are down in DC getting ready to check in. It was fun to see Sean. Unlike my past bad run-ins with children, this went well. Could help that Sean is a good baby and I didn't spend much time with him. Friends: With the exception of Drew (smart man), we are all suffering through our last assignments. Jesse is doing some cultural class, Milen is suffering through management, and we all know how hard I'm working to earn my F in Cost Accounting. And people wonder why I don't want to work on my bachelors degree. Summer: The fair is in town, so traffic is insane. And the tourists are here. And gas is still priced high. I'm always hoping for real public transportation. This blog: is seriously neglected. Sorry.

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Music

Has everyone listened to the last music track I posted this past weekend? I'm ready to put up a new one, but don't want to keep anyone from hearing the current one.

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July 26, 2004

Good stuff

I had one of those things on your tongue when a taste bud is all swollen and irritated. I ripped it off with my finger nails. It didn't help my tongue feel any better. So I dug through my bathroom stuff and found some imitation Ora-gel. I used a q-tip to dab it on my tongue, waited and spit. Now half my mouth is numb. Good stuff. I wish the doctor had used it a few years back when I had my IUD put in. That would have been a much nicer experience. The thought did come to mind.... I now know what I want tattooed on my body! First I'll numb the area with imitation Ora-gel. Really, it's good stuff.

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Hopeless homework

I emailed the instructor, and she finally emailed back. Her suggestion to my problem... to sleep on it. Gee, thanks teach.

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July 25, 2004

Shit!

I'm still working on this damn project! Someone save me!!

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another fun day

I studied until 1:30p yesterday. I have the calculations all done for parts 1 & 2. This morning I'm going to work on part three calculations, then get going on my summaries. I hate being this antisocial, but I'm trying to squeeze in Sean time when ever I can. Today my school work will be interrupted by a family lunch outing. Like I previously stated, I will complete the project today. Only one more weekend to be lost to summer class. Then I'm going to the beach with Jesse! Yeah!

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July 24, 2004

Mean and grumpy

I've set aside this morning from now until noon (I've already been working a half hour or so) to working on my homework. No shower, no food, no fun, but plenty of funk, until noon.

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July 23, 2004

Click, click

New song. Click on the Music button.

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Churning

I found out my camera will cost $85 to fix. Now I have to find $85 in my negative cash balance. I will rob banks if necessary. School project is down to crunch time, which makes me an unhappy camper. I spent a few hours on the phone tonight with a classmate comparing numbers in our spreadsheets. Kind of a mute point since A) I balanced before the phone call and B) we are treating the borrowing differently. I also am interpreting things in the instructions differently, which may prove to my grades detriment. I've misplaced a couple of pounds this week. I fully expect to see my ass on the side of a milk carton by this time next week "have you seen this fat ass?" will be the caption. Call 1-888-get-lost. Can you imagine the black and white picture they will use? Oh, and if they digitally age it to appear as they assume my aged fat ass appeared to be at the time of it's disappearance? Scary. Little kids will cry at the breakfast table and my ass will go unfound. The extra occupants of the house will be departing on Monday. I feel bad that I haven't spent time visiting, or doing anything with them for that matter. School makes a person unsociable, which easily explains my love life. Everyone change your fish water. Heck, my fish is going to get a bowl change this weekend. Lucky him. And the temps are suppose to stay cool this weekend, so I hope to get out for a ride and a walk tomorrow. Not at the same time. If I haven't insulted you enough this week, do be sure to give me a ringy and we'll plan a mutually agreeable time to share the experience. I'm not sure I have clean undies for tomorrow. I hate it when I fall behind in laundry. Right after summer classes end, I'm starting my list of things to do after summer classes end. I'm afraid if I start writing the list now, I'll never finish my summer classes. For all you school junkies I'll be posting my final Master Budget project Sunday PM by hook or by crook (what ever the hell that means). So if I don't answer your IM's or you see steam coming out of my ears, you'll know why. Did I tell you how perfect hoodsie cups are? And that I bought candy bars and put them in the freezer and forgot about them and then I found them and I thought I was the coolest person on the penthouse floor? Yeah. I was asked today about the Fuel concert and I responded that it was awesome. I just gushed with excitement. Then this person asked me if I was a big fan. What is a big fan now adays? It use to be groupies were big fans. Then the teens started to collect the pull out posters from Tiger Beat. There are the people that follow the grateful dead, and they could be considered huge fans. Me? I buy cds, watch MTV & VH1 (and CMT too). I'm not one to listen to the radio since I hate commercials. I keep in touch with the latest groove by subscribing to Newbury Comics email list. So am I a fan? A big fan? I know the words to the song and I felt like I contributed to the high decibel levels of the concert. I hope that makes me a big fan. I'd hate to be a little fan.

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Memo of Note

To Fan Club members: While I do my best to blog everyday, you must understand that there are times, rare times, when a day will go by without some pearls of wisdom from me. This does not mean you have to cease living your life. It does not mean you have to check the website every two milliseconds to see if I’ve blogged. No, just go about your life. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Deal with it!!

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Fuel Concert Review

First off, the review from the Cape Cod Lies sucked. You didn’t have to go to the show to right that lame-ass review that didn’t even mention the TWO opening acts. My review: There was a delay for sound checks and setups to be completed. Gates were opened around 7:15p (start time for the concert). Even though we were allowed in the gates, to where the concessions and bathrooms were, the crowd was not allowed into the tent itself. At around 7:50p the ushers (yes, the tent has a horde of gray haired ushers with earplugs) opened up the tent. The local band Sionic (sp) quickly started to play after being introduced by Marc Anthony and the Pixy Babe (who, incidentally, is not a babe). They had little room on the stage to work with since there was three drum kits taking up most of the space. The singer should have had his mic turned up a little higher in the mix. For the most part the three original songs they performed weren’t all that bad. Marc Anthony and the Pixy Babe came out again after a stage change (Sionic took their equipment off the stage) and introduced Tantric. They have a current song playing on the rock radio station and led off the set with it. They only have one CD to pull songs from, and ended up playing their lead off song again to complete the set. They seemed to have sound issues throughout their set, often motioning to the person manning the mixer board to change something or other. It also appeared the acoustical guitar never played when the stagehand put it out. It became a very distracting situation that detracted from an otherwise enjoyable performance. The next stage change consisted of Tantric pulling their equipment off the stage. There was a complete change of mics and associated cables. Also, the mixer that had been used by Tantric was not set up for use by Fuel, as they had their own digital mix board. With the final touches on the stage set up, the lights were dimmed. Even with this cue to the crowd, many people hung around outside the tent until the band started to play in the dark. Fuel did not spend much time chatting with the crowd, which left the remaining time to noise curfew full of music. One thing noticed about their overall sound is that what they release on CD is true to what they sound like live. No backup tracks could be noticed throughout all their songs. As for their appearance (on the road for almost a year now) they seemed to be holding up well. The highlight of eye candy came when the drummer took his shirt off to reveal a perfectly toned, muscular, torso. Yes girls, drummers are the sexiest things on earth. At least this one was. Yummy! With three CD’s worth of music to pull from, the performed set started fast and stayed at that speed throughout the entire show. While slightly disappointed they did not perform any of the acoustical music they have released on bonus CDs, the crowds momentum probably wouldn’t have allowed for any slow down. The group did play homage to Aerosmith by playing some opening notes to their most famous songs. To see a crowd of people move in unison, driven by the beat and energy of live music is something I had not expected. It’s a movement seen in music videos, but the actual energy that is felt by being there live is something that cannot be accurately explained. It could be closely described as an emotional high that is contagious and uncontainable. It is easy to understand why some performers prefer live venues when they have that kind of natural energy from the crowd to feed off of. At 10:30p the performance by Fuel rapped up with a giant sing along that had to happen. The only way for that energy filled crowd to power down was to yell back every word to the performers on stage. It was an awesome feeling to be apart of. While the performance was full of highs, the crowd had some lows. The people who tried to better their seats by sitting in others really should have been removed. By ‘seat surfing’ these inconsiderate idiots interrupted the enjoyment of others. Also the view of the stage could have been improved by seating people according to height. A person is overly tall when they are four rows closer to the stage, but still end up blocking an otherwise good view. If in town again, I would recommend catching their show.

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Fuel creates high energy

By ERIC GERSHON
STAFF WRITER
HYANNIS – The band Fuel has sold 4 million albums and counting, so you might know the lyrics to some recent hits, such as “Falls on Me” and “Million Miles.” If you don’t, bring a song sheet to the next live show – you won’t be able to pick the words from the sonic boom without the Lee Majors’ bionic ears. But at the Melody Tent last night, nobody seemed stuck on poetics. This crowd was after a group adrenaline rush and the four-piece band from Harris-burg, Pa., delivered the high. Fuel’s not a band that frets about melodies and harmonies. It unleashes raw streams of energy, flooding the room with a blast of screeches and wails and chants and demanding to know in a trembling moment of semi-silence, “Are you happy now?” On tour since last September to support its third album, “Natural Selection,” Fuel shook and writhed and between songs the rockers wiped themselves with fresh white towels and swilled Poland Spring, like ten-nis stars between sets. Brett Scallions, the band’s long-limbed and limber lead singer, earned his title as front-man, stutter-stepping and head-feiting, jaw-thrusting and, like silky old Axel Rose, moonwalk-ing with gellatinous hips. A natural charmer with a surfer’s build and a devilish, glistening grin, Scallions told the ladies he was glad they were each and every one so beautiful. Every hard rocking band has a slow song everybody seems to know, and “Million Miles” is it for Fuel. It’s etherial, it hums and washes over you as if you were istening, happily sub-merged with the fishes in the sea. From Hyannis, the band goes to Portland, Maine, where it plays the State Theater tonight.

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July 22, 2004

Potty mouth

I hate single ply toilet paper!!

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July 20, 2004

non-motivation

Milen called me this afternoon. We complained to each other for 48 minutes about our respective nightmare summer classes. He's doing the management class I bagged out of before it even started. He recounted for me how one of the telecourse tapes has the instructor actually saying "that's enough for today" four slides before the powerpoint presentation has completed. WTF?? The instructor had the balls to do that on tape? Did he come back for the next lecture and make it up? Milen also tells me that he's gotten absolutely no feedback from the instructor, not even as to how he scored on his midterm. Since the instructor is still getting paid to teach the class (is it live or is it memorex?) he should at least respond to students emails. As for me, I haven't worked on my f*cking project today. I wish I had bagged out of this class and stuck with Milen. I can bullshit a good paper, I just can't analyze calculations. Will I do another summer class? Absolutely not. As discussed today, summer is when life happens on the cape. During the other three seasons it's perfectly acceptable to be cooped up inside stuffing your brain cells to the burst point. In the summer we should all be outside contracting skin cancer or building up our vitamin K reserves. With all this drama going on, I still haven't heard back from FMU. Maybe they are on vacation? Summer break? Hmmm... I just wanted to know the cost per credit hour, to see if it's reasonable. All the classes are online, so I wouldn't be at the mercy of sunny days, or snow days for that matter. Tomorrow is the Fuel concert. I'm pretty excited. I picked up my ear plugs today. I'm also going to try to smuggle a camera in... shhh!! Thursday AM I agreed to meet Milen for breakfast at some gaud-awful early hour of the morning. Smart? Nope. I figure I can always come home and nap. How many tourists did you bag on the first day of hunting season? I bagged the bitch weaving her Suburban through traffic down South Street. This was after she had rode my ass from Centerville. I missed the guy following her in the red Jeep. Don't worry, I'll bag him tomorrow ;)

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Tomorrow's scope

Aries: If there are too many unresolved details filling your mind, they probably don't matter. Optimism is the best medicine for whatever ails you. Seek out the company of people who will lift your spirits. Pick up something that you once dropped in haste, and take another look at it. A simple act of completion will relieve you of a heavy mental burden. Do only what is required and then be kind to yourself for the balance of the day.

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Concert update

Fuel will be on Pixy 103 at 4:30pm tomorrow (Wednesday). If you win tickets from the station, you get into the sound check and pick up some autographed CDs.

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Tube day

Welcome to Tuesday! Don't be afraid, it doesn't bite. Your mission on this Tuesday is to not smell. Easy? Hardly! It has been designated an "Instisweat" day. It's also an "ozone alert' day in the state of RI, so the buses to everywhere but the beach (what's up with that restriction?) are free. For you cape crabs, the mall is where you can find AC. Tourist hunting season officially starts today at 9am. Be sure to have your license and watch you bag limit (5 for every year in residence after 10 years uninterrupted occupancy). Weigh in's will be at the rest stop, rte 6 west bound, just before exit 2 (get on at exit 3) starting at 9:05am. Season runs through October 10th. Bag limits lifted after September 1st. With the Instisweat weather upon us, be sure to keep your furry friends hydrated, cool if possible, and well fed. Shade is good too. Don't forget to feed your fish as well, and perform extra water exchanges this week to keep bowls well aerated. Enjoy your Tuesday!!

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July 19, 2004

Big ol' ox, I am

The Ox of Chinese Astrology is no bull in a china shop. Steadfast and solid, this powerful Sign is a born leader, being quite dependable and possessing an innate ability to achieve great things. Oxen tend to be plodding and methodical; they approach projects in the step-by-step manner that serves them best, and they never lose sight of their goal. They are tireless workers who are detail-oriented and believe in doing things right the first time. The world may perceive Oxen as being far too serious or incapable of loosening up. This sturdy sort is less than social by nature and tends to become introverted in a crowd. To make things worse, they can't be bothered with what other people think and prefer to do what makes them feel best. Behind that calm facade, though, lives an Ox who can feel hurt, lonely and unable to connect with others. Friends and family are a great source of comfort to this beast, even if they don't always understand what makes the Ox tick. As a lover, friend, family member or housemate, the Ox makes a wonderfully strong, tender and affectionate companion who is protective and always reliable. Out in the world, though, Oxen tend to be stubborn, dogmatic, my-way-or-the-highway kind of people who have no concept of when to back down. Oxen don't care to be pushed, especially since they think they're the good guys of the Chinese Zodiac. There is some truth to that theory, since the Ox is smart, trustworthy, caring and honorable. If you need honest, steady and unbiased advice, call on the Ox. A good lesson for mighty Oxen is to strive to overcome a judgmental nature that keeps them from getting close to others. If they can learn to value their own good qualities, they'll have more room in their hearts to invite others in. The most compatible match for an Ox is the Snake or the Rooster.

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Fair Highlights

Drew said there didn't appear to be anything fun at the Fair this year. Here are things I would like to see: Saturday 11am: Rough Riders show
7:30pm: Sammy Kershaw on the Main Stage
Monday 7:30pm: Ricohet on the Main Stage
Midway special price: $15 4 to 11pm
Tuesday 7:00pm: Demolition Derby I guess Drew doesn't listen to country music....

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Continueing trend

That black cloud over my head? Yes, it's still there, and spitting on me!! This morning I had a run in with a black magic marker. My poor shirt will never be the same. My neck it stiff, and I'm not too sure why. Top off things with my sore butt from riding my bike last night. On the plus side (the silver lining of my black cloud?), my knee isn't as bad as I thought it would be. The last mile and a half of the bike ride had my knee popping, which isn't a good thing. This morning, out walking the dog, my knee was stiff, but not painful. The stiffness worked out and my knee is doing good (wish my butt felt as good). As a further aside on my health, I still have the shakes. I noticed this last week when my right arm went numb while driving. Not the pins and needles type of numb, just like my muscles were not cooperating with my brain. This past weekend it's been my left arm that's been intermit numb. Today, I notice my hands don't seem to be very strong, like when I pick things up, I don't feel I have a tight grip. While I just handle paper for the most part, I am afraid my soda may just land in my lap. I had thought that maybe this weakness could be due to needing lunch, but I still feel the same now that I've had food. And while I'm sure you all think I should seek medical attention, I'll pass. All throughout my military career any medical issues I had were blamed on my weight. Since that hasn't improved, I'm sure I'll hear more of the same if I were to pay for a doctor's evaluation. So I'm going to spend the rest of my work day avoiding the evil black markers, holding my soda with two hands, and wishing for that black cloud to move on to someone more deserving.

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July 18, 2004

Agenda

Since I haven't been able to get my calendar to upload, here is my agenda for today. Note to all you 'chat buddies', with the exception of showers and homework time, I can be reached on my cell phone to summon me to my computer.

• 5:45am Wake up
  
• 5:50am Walk
  
• 6:30am Breakfast
  
• 6:55am Hop into the car with Diezel
  
• 7:20am Canal walk < 3 miles
  
• 9:15am Stupermarket stop w/Diezel in car, AC on
  
• 9:45am Shower
  
• 10:15am Fruit cup
  
• 10:20am Homework
  
• 12:00pm End homework
  
• 12:01pm clean out car & wash dog
  
• 1pm -- open -- no plans --
  
• 5pm Cook sloppy Joe's. Share with Diezel
  
• 6:30pm load bike onto car, drive to canal
  
• 7pm Ride along canal
  
• 8:30pm return home
  
• 8:31pm shower
  
• 10pm bed
  
  

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July 17, 2004

Pass the peas

Alrighty, it took me literally all afternoon, but here is my first movie of Sean. Nothing special. In fact, I haven't figured out how to get the sound from the tape to the computer so that I don't have to add a music track. Do try to enjoy. **** LINK UPDATED 07/18/2004 @ 4:45pm Beccum time *****

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Joyless

I woke up early, walked Dizzy, and then went back to bed. Yeah, I know, that makes no sense. At 8:30am I was up and into the shower. Nine AM found me eating a fruit cup and starting homework. Yeah. I set aside three hours this morning to work on my master budget project. I started basically all over again (breaking it down to Parade Rest as they would say in the Navy). I wrote out all the journal entries that applied to the month of July (budget covers July, August & September only), scribbled T accounts, and then did a trial balance of just that month. I realized I'm VERY rusty on journal entries as I completely forgot the COGS entry. And then that whole 0 button thing. I either don't hit it enough, or I go hog wild. Either way, it messes the accounting equation up. But I persevered, and after two hours of struggle, got my trial balance to balance, not to mention my cash budget to line up. Only for July of course. I've written out the August journal entries, scribbled their corresponding T accounts, and have reconciled cash. But it's now noon, and my three hour window of time in hell opportunity has passed. I'm leaving my AC and going to venture out into what appears to be a really nice day. I hope you enjoy it!!

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July 16, 2004

Mix: shaken, not stirred

Traffic is bad. I decided to take the shore road home, cutting through Centerville and Osterville. Somewhere along the way, while winding through the S curves, a pack of bicyclists (the family variety) decided to ride side by side in the opposite lane. That left the truck/suv (it's that truck with the phoney truck bed because it's really an suv) that was also in the opposite lane, no choice by to move into my lane. So now, to my far left, is a pack of bicyclists. Directly in front of me is a large black truck/suv (Cadilac?). To my right, an embankment as high as my windows, and at an 85 degree angle to the road. This basically left me now where to go. Do you see me using my brakes? Do you hear the car behind me skidding? Bet you didn't feel that car behind me skidding slam into my rear bumper. Nope, I know you didn't feel that. But I did! The woman proceeds to exit her 'piece of shit' car (black, sun faded paint) and yell at me blond in flipflops why the fuck did you slam on your brakes!?!?!
me I had no where to go
blond with bad haircut No where to go? What do you mean no where to go!?!? There was no one in front of you!!
me There was a truck in my lane going around the bicyclists. I had no where to go.
blond with 'tude get back into her car
At this point there is no apparent damage to either car, but to be on the safe side, I use my disposable camera to snap a quick picture of the front of her car
blond with daisy duke shorts Oh no, I want your information!! if your taking pictures give me your stuff!
me Why?
blond trying to look cool and failing why did you take my picture?!?!?!
me in case you file a claim
blond with dirty mouth look at my piece of shit car! You think I'm gonna file a claim? And with that, we drove off. I really wish she would have speed around me at this point. I mean, this was the first time she hit me, but it wasn't the first time she came that close to my bumper. Thanks to the great car engineers at Saturn, my plastic car is just fine. Thanks Saturn!!

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Pass the pillow

I'm suffereing from my late night coffee habit. Caffine hangover. Wonderful. And what was the first thought I had after the alarm clock buzzed this morning? The guy mowing his new lawn in the H&R Block commercial is the same guy that's in the Benniful dog food commercial. Yes, I know I'm crazy, and painfully tired. Why this thought? Probably because I knew the snooze button wasn't gonna save me from any further pain.

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July 15, 2004

New Toy

Spell check for FireFox (only?) for all those little boxes you type in... like commenting on this blog.... not that anyone really does that... or would bother with spell checking... or FireFox for that matter.... Tip though: had to reboot computer for 'fresh' FireFox to install on. Not reinstall, just restart the box on the floor. I guess too many extensions installed without shaking the dust out of the cpu doesn't work with the spell checker. You may have more luck. And as for the Calendar extension I mentioned the other day..... While I can run it locally without a problem, I cannot seem to FTP the calendar to my server. I'm bummed. I think it would have been cool. I even tried SunBird (stand alone calendar) with similar results. Have been onto the forums... so far no joy.

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java, java, java, java..... only $1.81!!!

I told myself, no cofffee after school. And that was my plan... until I got out of school. Mmmmm.... sitting in the car scrounging up the last few dirty quarters out of the sticky soda residue in the bottom of the cup holder/ashtray. Yeah, must be crazy. Only person to order medium dunckachino at 9pm. Must be silly. May be out of my mind. Problem is now, unlike Mr Dizzy, I can't seem to go to sleep. Damn it! I curse you Dunkachino machine! May you suck like the Red Sox!

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Mathematically impossible

I earned a 59% on my mid term. I think it is now officially mathematically impossible to pass the class. Since I know I'll have to take stupid "Office Accounting" in the spring semester, I guess I'll just be cruising to BSC for pure entertainment purposes now. As for the mid term, somehow I completely bombed the multiple guess section, but nearly aced the second comprehensive question (getting 4 out of 5 parts right). Go figure.

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Another test failed!!!

There is a wicked good forum about people wanting to extend the pitbul restrictions that Boston has statewide. This link was posted for testing your pitbul spotting skills. By the way, I failed. Even though Dizzy is classified as a Pit, he's more a mix of bull mastif and bulldog.

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July 14, 2004

Apples equal apples

No, No, No!!! Cost of Goods sold can NOT equal sales revenue!!! I think that's worse then the "Good Fairy Syndrome". I tossed the 45% gross profit right out the window. Question is now, where and what statement/schedule does it go into? If you know, do share. For now, my brain hurts, my eyes burn, I've got the squishies, and I'm gassy. Good thing my roommate is a dog. Thanks (in advance) for any help. You will get mega props right here!!

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Make the quizzes stop!!!

Are you Addicted to the Internet? 69% Hardcore Junkie (61% - 80%) While you do get a bit of sleep every night and sometimes leave the house, you spend as much time as you can online. You usually have a browser, chat clients, server consoles, and your email on auto check open at all times. Phone? What's that? You plan your social events by contacting your friends online. Just be careful you don't get a repetitive wrist injury... The Are you Addicted to the Internet? Quiz at Quiz Me!

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I can't even pass this test!!!

The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz

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I thought I'd be Eeyore!

Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!

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Got milk?

If you've got FireFox or Thunderbird, you may want to look at Calandar. I just installed but don't have oodles of time to play with. So far, looks snazzy.

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July 13, 2004

Wanna be a star?

After this weekends disastrous shopping escapade, I figured going to the mall at lunchtime on a rainy day couldn't be much more painful. Actually, it paid off. I found a TV capture card at Worst Buy for $29.99 after instant rebate. Now before you go thinking that I'll be shooting naughty movies.... ok, you can think that. Casting Call!! If you are of legal drinking age, but below early retirement age, look stud-ly (even if only to yourself) submit your:
head shot,
body shot,
body double's body shot,
resume and salary requirements. Hours negotiable. Williness to bare all a must. No fruit or nut alergies. Must have own towel, clean change of clothes, and velcro bow tie. End casting call Yeah right, like anyone would reply to that.... Seriously, before all your minds went into the gutter with the used condoms, I had good clean intentions with this purchase. See, my nephew Sean is coming to town and I want to share the excitement with my grandfather in Florida who can't travel and has never seen Sean in anything other then still pictures. My plan is to do a bunch of taping while he's here, then go through the footage and make a serious of little mini-movies of a few minutes each. This collection of mini-movies can then be burned to CD and mailed to my grandfather (Sean's great-grandfather). And it will also capture Sean at his best... while still cute and before he learns to say 'no!'.

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December? No, no!

I was busily plugging away on my project last night. I hit a paragraph that says something about December figures paid in December. December? Huh? I thought the project was covering the quarter from July to September? Where did December come from, and how do I use it with such a gap in time? I got flustered searching the instructions for what this December thing was all about. Back and forth, flipping the pages to the point the staple may not last the day. I couldn't figure out why December was being paid in December and what it had to do with July through September. I emailed the instructor, sure I was going to get some snide off the cuff reply (as I feel most of her reply emails have been). Surprisingly, she was nice and said it was a mistake and should read June. Ahh.... relief. I kept chugging along until I got to the cash budget, but again became hung up on an odd item (odd for me that is). Something to do with paying sales commissions. I thought I figured it out, made notes of what I did, and then called it quits for the night. No sooner had my head hit the pillow that I realized I was wrong in my calculations. Not wanting to forget that I was wrong, I got out of bed and turned the puter back on, making notes that I was wrong. Why I was wrong, I don't know and it doesn't matter now, I just wanted to know that when I woke up this morning and looked at the spreadsheet, I would know it was wrong. The notes worked. And I figured out how to be right.

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July 12, 2004

This is no way to work!

They are trying to start the lawn mower outside. Dad is circular sawing the kitchen floor. And now the smoke alarm has been set off due to all the dust. How the f*ck am I suppose to get anything done?!!?!!

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10 minutes

That's all the time I have to write this entry. Will I type fast enough? Work: Busy. Payroll, firings, more payroll, lottery, then departure. Really, that is the best part about the day. lunch:Picked up a roast beast sandwich all pre-made at Stars market. Last week they cheated me out of a few slices, today the whole beast was in there and the tomatoes were crap. Go figure. driving: This morning I was stuck behind a slow person going through Cotuit. Fine and dandy. Then got stuck behind a flatbed dump truck spewing so much black shit into the air, I had to hang back half a mile. The people behind me got mad. When the road became a double lane, I speed up, and got in front of the environmental disaster by cutting him off. And he had the nerve to honk at me. I fully expected to see him wearing a gas mask. Instead he flipped the bird. Trip home was highlighted by an accordion accident in the middle of 28 in Centerville. As people tried to get around traffic by cutting through the shopping plaza, they ran straight into the cops and witnesses that had had the sense to get out of the road. Pets: Dizzy is getting treats of sliced cheddar cheese. Don't worry, it's the nasty tasting stuff. school: I'm trying to squeeze in my four hours of homework required to complete my master budget project. No fun for me for a while. But she answered my email in her nice voice. Lurkers: I wish all the people that stopped by the blog would speak up. It irks me to look at the traffic numbers and see all the company, but no one bothered to even drop off a fruit cake. Not that I like fruit cake, but it's the thought that counts. Times up!!!!

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July 11, 2004

Why wait?

I was going to blog later, but there's no reason to wait..... This morning I got this obsessive idea in my head. I wanted to get the old video capture device hooked up to my computer and get it broadcasting on Yahoo! I don't know why I became so focused on this strange idea, but I did. I searched the web for some drivers. Tried to use them. Looked like my capture device had died. I spent two minutes online and decided to head to Walmart. At the store I spotted their one and only capture device way up on the top shelf. I had an associate help ma and I was off the check out. I thought about scanning it to see the price (no shelf tag or price sticker) but was all gleeful and didn't bother. I should have. The capture card at Walmart rang up at $77.97 plus tax. I should have canceled the sale. I just kept right on going. Bad move. Buyers remorse set in before I hit the car. I drove off though, even started to drive home. Then I turned around and looped back down by the beach. I headed back into town and stopped at Ztaples. They didn't have any capture devices in stock. Didn't matter. I went back to Walmart and returned my original purchase. Do you think they could zap the money back into my ATM card? Nope. They gave me cash. Does me little good if I want to shop online. Now I'll have to go to the bank. Not one to give up, I dug up another 5 yen coin. I helped Jesse change the colors in her blog. Nothing dramatic, just less orange. I also added some little pics to the banner of her blog. So if you see multiple Jesse's and multiple Brady's, no need to adjust your glasses. I then went outside. I pulled my bicycle out of the shrub that was growing through it. What a mess. The rims had originally been painted black, but over the years the paint had started to chip off the rear tire. I picked at the bigger pieces trying to remove as much flake as possible. I dug through my brother's supplies and found primer. Sweet. I sprayed on the primer and it looks better, but funny, all at the same time. I then tried to catch some sun, but Dizzy would have none of it. He wanted to sit RIGHT BY ME in the sun. Which only cooks him. So I had to get out of the sun, so Dizzy would get out of the sun. The other two brats came out to play. I left the three of them tied up in the front yard. Back inside and bound and determined to figure out how a usb device with no moving parts could be broken. Turns out it wasn't. I plugged in my old laptop which is still running Win 98 (hey, if you were only a 166mhz, you would too). Loaded the original drivers from the cd and wha-la! it works. So then I upgraded my Yahoo! messenger on the laptop, and connected the capture device to my camcorder (an old JVC model that I hardly ever used). Magic! Pictures! Working! Happy! Then sad. The damn camcorder kept going into sleep mode. I have no idea why. I know I use to do this same setup when in Japan to stream video of my plants... so somehow I use to make it work. An hour later I realize that just by taking the tape out of the camcorder it doesn't go to sleep. How crazy. And now I'm writing this blog entry. If you want to see my camcorder video streaming on Yahoo! messenger, you'll have to let me know. It's by permission (screen name) only.

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Sunday morning fun

To make a picture like seen at the top of the main blog page (look up, look up!), go here. As you change options, the preview is at the bottom of the page.

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July 10, 2004

7 (blogging) questions

7 Questions 1. When did you start blogging?
March 18, 2002 2. Where did you start blogging?
I started using Blogger while bored at work one day. The first time I started having access issues, I looked for an alternative. I had my own webspace (since 97 or so), so it was a logical progression. 3. Why did you start blogging?
To add life to my website. It had started to become static, almost impersonal and unfeeling. And blog entries are easier then HTML page editing. 4. What blogging tool(s) do you use?
MT is my publisher of choice. Jesse also runs her blog off my install. Sweet. For actual entries, I use w.bloggar since FireFox doesn't show the editing buttons in MT. Also, I just find it easier then going to the MT log in page. Jesse is afraid of change, she uses the MT page. 5. Has your blogging style changed since you started?
Probably. I wasn't sure what I was doing or where I wanted to go. It was like a new toy, pushing to buttons to see if it would break. I thought blogs all had to be observations about the public side of life (politics, etc). I realized that's what everyone was writing about, so why beat the dead horse. I now write whatever I want. No subject untouchable. Yet. It's proving to be fun. 6. Do you keep your archives?
Yes, though they are the target for spamming. I sometimes refer back to see what the crap I've been doing with my life for the last few years. I realize my writing has gotten worse too. I use to sound smart and have cool opinions on stuff. Now, gosh, it's like 'play by play' on my life. 7. Where do you see your blog in 5 years?
Oh gosh! Who knows. The best thing about a blog is that it is a way to share your life with the world. If I travel, so does my blog. If I sit at home on the couch, there's my blog. It's almost like a living, breathing, entity that becomes an extension of yourself. Maybe the question should be Where will you be in 5 years without your blog? For the questions in easy cut & paste form for your personal use, click "more" below.

7 Questions 1. When did you start blogging? 2. Where did you start blogging? 3. Why did you start blogging? 4. What blogging tool(s) do you use? 5. Has your blogging style changed since you started? 6. Do you keep your archives? 7. Where do you see your blog in 5 years?

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Spreading the love

I just guest blogged at Snazzy Cat. For a limited time, you can too. Go on. Try it. You know you wanna....

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Five yen and Amazing Grace

I've had such bad luck with most everything this week, that I figured it couldn't hurt to carry around my five yen coin for some good luck. At first, it didn't seem to be working. I sat outside to get some sun, and a cloud rolled in. After the cloud passed by, a large pine tree got in the way. I guess this was a sign I wouldn't get any sun today. I stayed outside anyway, reading the Mashpee Emptyprise. While reading I swear I heard someone singing Amazing Grace I once was lost, but now am found.... I kept reading and the singing stopped. Dad came out to pause from his home improvement project (replacing kitchen cabinets. We chatted about Diezel's run last night, and how he slept well. Then mom came by asking what my lost watch looked like. Did it have white hands? I don't know, it told time and was a men's watch. I do remember it had a black wrist band and a dark face. It was found, it was found!!! Mom had heard it singing in the front yard, by the tree the dogs get wrapped around. It's short a pin, and sings off key (it always did) but it's back home. I feel better. I'm all together now. And I didn't spend any money on a new watch. If anyone in Japan would be willing to send me a roll of five yen coins and a bunch of face/hand towels from the 100 yen shop, contact me. One five yen coin is not enough to cover someone like myself. I'm willing to pay!!

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Load um up!

Wanted to let you all know that if you grab your Yahoo! screen name now (and install the latest version of Messenger of course), you can now chat with me (and Jesse by appointment). We were not able to make AIM work with voice chat, possibly due to having multiple firewalls to go through. Yahoo! messenger works well enough considering it is the internet from Mashpee to Truro (the equivalent of two hours drive in tourist traffic). If you want to chat, best to let me (us too, we do conferences as well) know in advance so I'll be home, fired up, set up, wired up, and ready to go. And washed up, must be clean for web cam appearances.

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A first

I lost my watch. Last time I remember it being with me was yesterday visiting Milen. I noticed it MIA when we headed out with the dogs (before departure). I've looked around and can't seem to spot it. I don't usually take it off, I even sleep with it on, so it's not a natural action for me to undo the strap and lay it out somewhere. This may be one of the first times I've lost a watch. I even have some old, beat up, and very dead watches lying around. Do you think I could find my current, happily ticking, watch? Nope. And while I suspect it's out on a hot date with Jesse's phone, one can only suspect foul play may be involved. No, I won't accuse the phone of anything. Yet. To keep myself on time today, I'm considering a trip to Walmart.This model caught my eye. While not the combo watch I normally choose, it is snazzy looking. Before you give me a hard time, I know it's a men's watch. I always buy men's watches because they are bigger and I can read them without my contacts in. And yes I know the wrist strap won't wrap tightly around my skinny wrists, that's why my watches always end up scratched and dinged. Let's just hope that the phone and watch make it home soon. Rewards may get offered, but they'll be small.

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July 09, 2004

Follow the pack

We made a spur of the moment decision to take all three dogs out to the Crane for a romp. It is the field trial area after all. Everything was going well, until Spooky (the deaf dog) and Diezel caught a whiff of something. They took off. We could see them in the field seeming to go in circles, then dive headlong into the hedgerow. We tried to get them to come back onto the trail, even walking ahead leaving them behind, but they just wouldn't come. We had to go into the grass after them. The grassland is laced with prickly vines that run at ankle height, mixed with grass as stiff as a tree. There were no apparent paths in this area, at least none that have been mowed this year. We finally caught up with them, catching leashes. At this point we were close to the hedgerow, and a path through it, so we followed through. The air in the grassland was cool, but in the hedgerow it was downright hot. Very cool natural phenomenon. Walking back through the grassland to get back on the trail, Diezel started to drag. Not only was his tongue bleeding, but he was panting uncontrollably. We made it to the trail and decided to head back to the car rather then continuing around the trial area. It was a good thing that we did. About 20 feet up the trail, Diezel collapsed on the side of the trail. He found a cool grassy spot, laid out on his tummy, and would not move. The panting hadn't improved, and seemed to be worse. I was very worried about him as he rolled onto his side, panting, and closed his eyes. My dad switched leashes with me and stayed with Diezel as I walked with the other two dogs up the trail. It took a while (and I walk slow anyway) for Diezel to get back up. I'm not sure if he wanted to catch up with me (as a mommy, that's what I want to believe) or with the other dogs. We slowly made it back to the car where I loaded the two smaller dogs. Dad heaved Diezel up into the back seat as he didn't seem able to do it himself. We're home now, and I've made sure he's gotten plenty of water. He still seems totally wiped out and having a little problem catching his breath. I'll stay up a little later just to keep an eye on him. The other two dogs seem unfazed. Jade didn't run after imaginary friends and Spooky is a much leaner and lightweight dog then Diezel (by half). Hopefully this means I can sleep in tomorrow.

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Me thinks...

I look at other blogs, constantly, and notice that most people blog once a day. That's it. And sometimes not even that. Me, I have a bunch of different entries all day (and sometimes night) long. No topic is untouchable as far as I'm concerned. So now I wonder if I am actually blogging too much? What do you think? I want to know!!

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Tune in

New song!!! Click music link top of page

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Oral Hygiene

I love Oral hygiene! Last weekend at Walmart I picked up a two pack of toothbrushes and some more Crest toothpaste. I like the peppermint (as opposed to cool mint) flavor with whitening power. Mmmmm..... A few months back I had gotten on a teeth whitening tangent buying the tray gel kit, Colgate Simply white and the Crest toothpaste. I used the whitening gel kit for a week and was very pleased. While not florescent light white, the teeth looked a few shades less brown. And that was with just a few days use. I never really got into the Colgate stuff because it seems too much trouble. Dry teeth are an oxymoron, and holding my lips off my teeth is not easy. The fact that the instructions are not written on the bottle should have been my first clue. I also like the Oral B floss that comes in the cute blue container. I have two: one at home and one that travels with me. Of course anytime buffalo wings are consumed, a flossing chaser isn't far behind. So this is to remind you all of the following:
--> Replace your toothbrush every three months (or when the wear strip fades on your Oral B)
--> Proper brushing takes two minutes
--> If you don't have the energy to floss, swish
--> If you don't like to swish, floss
--> If you smoke, or drink lots of coffee or soda, you may want to brush a few more times a day
--> White teeth may not be healthy, but they are prettier looking

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July 08, 2004

Trama and Drama

I had my midterm tonight. First though, the instructor handed back our last paper. I got a C, so I'm finally an average student. She then proceeded to talk about the papers, what she wanted to see, what she didn't see, and stuff like that. She also did a summary check off sheet that listed all the stuff she was looking for and if we did or did not get it. If my numbers had been right (apparently they were wrong) I might have done a correct analysis, and thus had a higher (like C+) grade. After chatting about the papers, the instructor started to talk about the Master Budget project that is next paper due. She pushed the due date back a week, but I'm not fooled, because that only leaves four days to do the last case analysis. She babbled on about the budget, how to make the spread sheets work (it's called calling cells in Lotus), and general junk like that. Now over an hour into class and she says take a quick break and then we'll start the midterm. Six fifteen she hands them out. Silence covers the room. The exam is NINE pages long! What the f*ck!?!!? I skip through the multiple guesses which are worth 45 points. I think I got one correct, the rest were guesses in the purest sense. Then I moved on to the first of two comprehensive problems. If you've taken Managerial Accounting some of the stuff is familiar, but then all bets are off. Numbers that are handed to you in Managerial have to be calculated from raw information in Cost Accounting. If you crunch the numbers wrong, it cascades through the entire problem. And the problem is made up of six questions using the initial number crunching, or variation thereof. One of the questions asked about leverage as related to something or other. See I don't even remember it. I can tell you I answered "I haven't a clue" because I really didn't. And somehow WALMART figured into the problem. Now that I can understand, as long as my numbers are correct to begin with. The second comprehensive problem required writing a little analysis and answering a what if type question. Half way through writing my novel my hand cramped up. I start to panic as the AC blows down my back. I get confused in my number crunching. I get up to ask the professor about the question and she reads exactly what the exam says. If I didn't understand when I read it, what makes you think I'll understand it when she reads it aloud? Mmmm, my thoughts exactly. So I sit back down, coward sufficiently, and muddle through the rest of the questions. When I finish and turn the test in the clock reads 8:45pm. I'm still shaking as I notice three students still left in the room. I tell the professor she'll need a new red pen to correct my exam and I leave the room. I don't think I've ever had a teacher come off as so unapproachable during an exam. And another accounting point... if you remember the graph of total fixed costs, variable costs, total costs and breakeven, you'll remember where profit and loss is on the graph. Think, think. Think? Well, anyway, I remember vaguely about the graph, and it's actually in the Cost book. Unfortunately the professor chooses to teach this concept by circles, which makes absolutely no sense since students will never see the circles outside of this particular class, but the graph is widely accepted. I could have used that graph for one of the exam questions. Too bad there were circles in the way of my brain cells.

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More camera drama

I've contacted FujiFilm repair and they said I can send it in for a repair, though they advised that LCD's are the most expensive repair. While the camera, for the most part, still functions, none of the settings can be changed with the LCD shattered. I suppose I could send it in and just get an estimate.... I guess it's back to 35mm for the time being :( Oh, and upon double checking the newer A330 model, it actually has less features then I original thought. I checked the manuals (which Fuji has online) and in looking at them, I noticed some key features were lacking. So it's not a true replacement. Which might explain why the A310's are still up there in price.

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Only me

I am the only one that can trip in my own front yard (on a hole previously dug by the dog and covered up by over grown weeds). When I tripped, I twisted the ankle of the foot that was in the hole, and landed on the knee of the opposite leg (my good knee!). Upon falling, I rolled over on to my tush, only to be ambushed by the three dogs that thought I was there to play. If my knee bruises up, as I suspect it will, pictures will be taken of course.

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Buckle down

I have a mid term tonight. What's that you say? I should get the books out of my car now? Oh yes indeede you are so right! I've set up pricegrabber to send me pricing alerts on a few model cameras. Without the shopping excuse keeping me at the computer, I guess I'll have to study.

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July 07, 2004

He's alright

Dizzy's nose is just fine. He's a pit, and while a softy at heart, the rest of him is built like a Mack Truck. I was thinking of a straight replacement, but it turns out my Fuji A310 is no longer a current model. Nope, the A330 has replaced it. It has less digital zoom (which I hardly use anyway) and something else different, oh yes, size, no mode wheel, and ugly (as in non-sexy) factor. Somehow, it's cheaper then the A310. If I wasn't such a huge fan of Fuji, I might consider another manufacturer. I think the comfort factor may blur my decision. And before I forget, here are the final pictures taken with the A310. I'm sure I'll take more, I just have to wipe away my tears first.

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Oh no!!

Camera is broken!! LCD display became the target of a dog's nose (don't ask). The picture taking funtion still works, I just can't change any settings, see any playback, or any other thing that requires the use of the display. Since fixing it would be far more expensive then replacing it, that is most likely the direction I'm going to look into. I figure I've gotten James' money worth out of it considering in the last 6 1/2 months I've taken 787 pictures. Imagine if that had been a film camera with developing costs? (787/ 24=33 rolls x $8 = 262.34 worth of developing costs only) Yikes!

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Safety first!

I'm taking Dizzy out to the Crane. In winter it's fun to go, because no one else is there and he gets to wear the cute winter coat I made him. Summer is a whole different story. To be on the safe side, I stopped at PetStupid on the way home and snapped up a safety vest. It's not how I would have disigned it, but so far it appears to be ok. I'm going to the usual spot behind the Nick. Oh, Drew, that link you had up for the Crane is from my high school freshmen science teacher. He was pretty cool (15 years ago) and I aced his class. He also took a pack of us up to NH to climb Mt Manadnock (sp?). I think he just works at the MBL now, but I could be mistaken. And we all whistle... it's a small world after all...

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Growing up in Blogsphere

When we were all little, we had tricycles or big wheels (if you were a spoiled brat, you had both). We rode around the block, terrorizing everyone that was in ear shot. If it wasn't the spin out braking or the oblong front tire of the big wheel, it was the incessant chirping of the handle bar bell. Then we went to school and grew up a bit. We wanted bmx bikes with the trapezoid handlebar design. The added foot pegs meant taking a header, or a friend along, was that much easier. Some opted for the banana seat bike which could be tilted for pimpification. The neighborhood grew and petty crime soon became our game. Junior high brought on the realization that there were places to go and we didn't want to die getting there. The more speeds on our bike the better. The BMX was tossed out and the 21 speed mountain bike showed up on Christmas day. Granted, some assembly was required, but there were many cold months ahead to work on that. Part time jobs at the local supermarket became our habit, while we prayed no one would recognize us bagging the personal hygiene products for the 90 year old woman that called us cutie-pie. Then we reached our ending days of high school and bikes were no more. Cars, with their unlimited driving appeal, were where it was at. Who needed to move both legs when an auto transmission only required a foot? Those multi speed bikes were relegated to the basement only to be taken out when we had successfully blown the engine in our 1978 Datsun.
Bicycles have now been replaced by computers and games. Look at what thrilled you as a computer game. (the turtle on the Apple II) Think about writing your first stupid program (10 print "stinky" 20 goto 10) and thinking it was the coolest thing. Look what's in front of you now. Think of all the excitement and world traveling you do with that one little box. Even the programs have grown up, from Pac Man eating ghosts to futuristic role playing. As we all continue going forward (and I hope you all do), don't forget where you've been. ***This post is inspired by Drew... "grow up" from Blogger!!!

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July 06, 2004

Party with me!!

I'd like to plan a party. Well, more like a happy gathering. Bring together some friends and maybe do something fun like go wine tasting on the Vineyard, or bowling, or a white water rafting trip, or maybe even a trip to a water park. I think the weekend of August 7th & 8th would be good because the summer semester at school would be over (for both me and Jesse I think), and the tourists may be crispy enough to stay out of our way. The question(s) then become(s): who to invite? how to send the invites? should RSVP's be required? how planned should the gathering be? Should it maybe be during the week, or is weekend ok? Should we ask the invitees to send out invites of their own, making the gathering larger? I'd really like to do this, because I've never had a party (even on my birthday) and would love to have all my friends get together and just have goofy fun. Please send suggestions!!

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These are getting addictive!!

You're a Speak & Spell!! You nerd, you. Just
because you were disguised as a toy doesn't
mean you weren't educational, you sneaky
bastard.


What childhood toy from the 80s are you?
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As expected

As I predicted this morning, work was really crazy. We got the important stuff done (paying people) and didn't seem to get much else done. It really sucks because I'll have very little time this week to get my head above water. Or the ever growing pile of paperwork. On some happier notes:

• Dad installed my AC tonight, just in the nick of time. It's like 99% humidity outside, definitely not for sleeping in anything more then a birthday suite.
  
• Someone washed my dishes. I was like a few months weeks days behind. Now I have two tubbies filled to the brim with sparkly clean dishes. Heck, I didn't even know I had so many to begin with!
  
• The manual for fixing my car (I'll have to tell you about that) was sitting on the counter this evening. I think someone was pretty bored today to do all this stuff around the house for me.
  
• TV is still evil. I just wish the remote control didn't fit my hand so well.
  
• I'm going to bed on time (at least I say that now) so I can wake up all happy and refreshed tomorrow.
  
  

Now let me tell you about my car.... over a week ago I was in the Stop & Rob parking lot. Someone had placed a carriage in my passenger side blind spot. As I backed out (looking behind me) and turning the car, the power rear view mirror took a hit from the carriage handle. The mirror itself did not break, nor did the plastic housing. Unfortunately the physical connections that move the mirror from side to side were shattered. The mirror will only go up and down, which does little good when it's pointed towards the back seat. My brother is scoping out the EBay auctions for me and we hope to procure one for cheap. They are pretty expensive from the dealership. My first Saturn it cost $250 for a manual passenger mirror. And that was 1992! Could be a fun weekend for me (not!). Since viewing the boat parade on Saturday I've given some preliminary thoughts as to how one should be built. I think modular in design, for easy portage into the pond, should be the first item. Also a simpler propulsion system then hand paddles. Possibly a paddle wheel type design with rudder steering. And more then one color lanterns. For some reason I remember my experience as a three year old watching the boat parade to be much more thrilling (but that was the '70s) then this past Saturday. Maybe we should have tried some of Dale & the Duds 'special brownies' before viewing the parade. Really I think this project will be added to my ever growing list of "unrealized awesome ideas".

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Jesse, this one is a little freaky! It knows me so well!!

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This and that

Today's Horoscope: (Aries)
Family or work makes you slow down in a big way. Stay calm if you're presented with obstacles. Go with the flow rather than make waves. A solution is close at hand. Try not to start new projects as they may not see completion. Instead, kick back and use the next couple of days to relax and observe. Directing your energy toward helping others may be a good way to direct your abundant energy. I didn't think I had "abundant energy". I'm usually pretty slow and tired. This weeks Southwest Airlines specials: Fly anywhere Southwest Airlines flies for $39 to $99 one-way with 14-day advance purchase! There are some restrictions, so check the site out before you plan your next getaway.

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Gearing up

I know it's gonna be a sucky day at work. I have all the Monday work to do, in addition to the Tuesday work, and I'm still playing Mikey today. Are you feeling my pain? Are you playing that little violin? Are you offering cheese with my whine? Get over it! And on a funny side.... totally non work related.... There use to be a "Friday Five" in the blog world. This guy would post five questions every Friday and blogs all over the world would answer them. Well I found the "Tuesday Two" this morning and here are my answers: 1. What is your favorite episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and why? No official names are necessary if you can't remember them, "The one where..." will do just fine. And if you've never seen an episode, why in the world haven't you?
I actually like the episode where everyone is singing. Funny thing is I've never actually seen it, only clips. 2. What's your favorite Harry Potter movie so far, and what changes have excited / upset you? If you've never seen the movies, which book is your favorite? And if you've never read the book, why the crap not?!?
I've read all the books to date. The last movie was good, but since I've read the books ahead of the movie, I thought someone was going to die in the movie when they don't actually die until book four or five (see, I can't even keep the books straight!).

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July 05, 2004

24 non-blogs

Here is a breakdown of the last 24 hours on non-blogging:
Saturday
630pm(ish): Get call from Drew. Coordinate meeting up for the concert and boat parade. 7pm: Find MIA ATM card, activate, dash out door. 7:30pm: Meet Drew in Wing School parking lot. Decide to bring camp chairs. This is probably a good move. 7:40 (ish): mark territory pond side with Neat Sheet and chairs. "Dale and the Duds" (who don't seem to have a website at 30+ years together) start performing. 7:45 (ish) the uncanny resemblance between Dale & band with the Greatful Dead makes us wonder what the musical selections will include. 7:46(ish): I become dinner for some mosquitos 7:47 (ish) to 8:30(ish) the band rocks on. The groupies form a mosh pit. A sick (as in 'oh no he didn't') version of "the twist" is played. Guest performers previously planted in the crowd are invited to jam with the band. A stuffed Mickey Mouse becomes the butt of an Exorcist joke. 8:45 (ish) raffle prizes are drawn 8:50 (ish) the band starts to play again 9:15 (ish) a reenactment of the revolutionary war is played out on two boats on the pond. 9:20pm a boat catches fire 9:25pm a bucket and paddle are used to knock down boat fire 9:30 (ish) the voting for best boat in the boat parade is proven to be rigged with the winning boat is being captained by a local townie with connection to the judging committee. The reenactment get no awards. There were only 6 boats in the parade and four awards. Even the guy kayaking alone with a single lantern won 'most intriguing' 10:15(ish) I roll back into Mashpee to find the unofficial fireworks have ended down the street from my house and the crowd is now stuck in traffic trying to escape through the most dangerous intersection in town. I get home and laugh. 11pm. I finally go to bed.
Sunday
7am I finally wake up. 8am I eat 9am I eat while watching the 'Airline' marathon on A&E 10am I eat while watching the 'Airline' marathon on A&E 11am I eat while watching the 'Airline' marathon on A&E 12pm I eat while watching the 'Airline' marathon on A&E 1pm I shut off the TV. Shower, dress and invite the brother to go shopping. As we roll out the door, he gets called into work. I roll solo. 1:30 pm I arrive at Walmart Falmouth. I get lost as the entire layout has changed since my last visit. I find $58 worth of stuff and leave. 2:30pm I hit Roche Bros for foodage (I ate everything this morning). Pick up milk, lettuce, pita bread, english muffins, hamburger rolls, relish, and frozen chicken patties. Check out. 3pm home and start to cook chicken patty and fries 3:30pm eat while watching "the majestic" 4pm take a nap 4:20 wake up to end of movie Since then I've continued to watch tv, do some laundry, replace some light bulbs in the bathroom (which I left out in my earlier time line... I ended up with glass all over the bathroom floor) and did absolutely ZERO studying. I'm practicing an economic theory of self-fulfilling prophecy. I've also treated the dog for fleas (the two flea bag campers brought them here) and installed a gutter drain outside. So what now? I'm going to change into some loose fitting clothing, change the batteries in my cd player, and ride the stationary bike. I have a lot of food to work off. Also, in looking at this run down, I realize I need to get a life, or a hobby. Suggestions always welcome.

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July 04, 2004

One last yeah

I'm going to the boat parade tonight. Concert starts at 7:30pm and I know there isn't a lot of seating room (very little in fact). I'm not sure if I should go early and try to stake a claim, or go late because I know I'll be standing the whole time. Either way, I'm bringing bug spray! I haven't heard if Drew survived this mornings 3 mile run... tonight I could be solo.

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I'm an Aries, and it's a four star day!

Aries are born between March 20th and April 20th
Aries is a Fire sign. You are a strong lover, sometimes tactless when dealing with problems in your relationship, therefore you will need to be with a strong person who can take what you give and give it right back. You are an innovater always thinking outside the box. You always strive hard to be number one and have a very competitive nature. Your enthusiasm and competitivenes bring great success. As a friend, you are a 'what you see is what you get' kind of person. Planetary Ruler: Mars
Compatible Star-Signs: Leo, Sagittarius, Gemini and Aquarius
Aries Gemstones: Bloodstone, Red Carnelian, Diamond And today's horoscope:
ARIES (March 21-April 19): You will be most impressive today, so take a lead position in whatever you are pursuing. Get involved in groups and events that will help you meet the right people. 4 stars ARIES (March 21-April 19). You're the hub of the activities, as you know how to celebrate in a way that attracts a crowd. Networking on downtime gets you ahead; just be sure to find something genuinely interesting in others instead of pushing your own cause. Today's Date: Jul. 4 Aries 3/21 - 4/19 You have the tendency to get really involved in your projects, dear Aries. Today, the stars will incite you to clarify your situation. It's already clear that you are not afraid to work long hours to ensure that your projects end in success. But your entourage will probably have difficulties keeping up with you. You are just too full of energy, dear Aries! Take charge of the situation -- if there's someone you're eyeing, make a play. If not, go on the prowl and see what you turn up. Either way, be bold. Why do I always have to make the first move? Next horoscope please! A good day for the Ram! You will find that friends and acquaintances will be of assistance to you and provide you with support you were not expecting. The people who are closest to you give you gratifying attention and are quite concerned that they are there for you in your time of need. How delightful! You feel nurtured and pampered. It is wonderful to realize how thoughtful your friends really are. The support and kindness you get will make you feel secure enough to race ahead with some grand new plans. If someone calls you a rebel, label yourself a visionary instead.

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Sorry, no photos of this

A woman riding her bicycle in front of our house was hit from behind by a car. The woman rides 25 miles a day (had a nice cannondale bike). My mom was out in the garden when she heard the bang of the impact, and then heard the woman screaming. Mom was the one that called 911 and got the woman off the road and into the shade. Some customers that had stopped to buy plants used paper towels they had in their car to help clean all the road rash. She'll need stitches on her eye and has road rash down one side of her body, but was wearing a helmet. It's not too certain who hit her. There were three cruisers and the ambulance to cover the accident. It's not surprising that the accident happened. This is a narrow road used by some large subdivisions and most of Cotuit to access route 28. This particular section has old guardrail supports (concrete posts) to keep cars from going down either side into ditches. There is no room for error. The white line is virtually impossible to see, and when the line is repainted, it's mostly on the dirt and shrubs that have overgrown the road. At least when walking a person can step in between the guardrail supports, on a bicycle, it's impossible. A few years ago the DPW was going to replace the guardrail supports with new metal guardrails. The road was all marked up to show the start and stop points. One area (Willowbend golf course) further down the road was replaced. The new metal supports were put in where the old concrete one had been. Then the rail was installed. The overall structure comes right to the road edge. Large vehicles squeeze in between them. On the other side of these guardrails is a drop of anywhere from 20 to ten feet into cranberry bog feeder streams. There is no room for people to walk or ride bicycles. Be careful out there.

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July 03, 2004

I'm a copy cat

Who the hell is 'moleman'? And my favorite color is purple.... otherwise, it's dead on ;)

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Evening walk

For those of you that missed this evenings walk along the canal, you missed a very pretty sunset. And because I'm such a nice person, I was sure to take a few pictures to share the moment with you (even though you weren't there in person). Be sure to take your time perusing through the album. There are 54 pictures in all. Funny thing is, the digital camera added colors to the pictures that weren't seen in person. All the pictures look much more spectacular then the sunset was in person. Still, very pretty.

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Meet me!

***Open invite*** It's 7pm. I departing for the canal to walk with Dizzy. We'll be stepping off at the Sandwich power plant around 7:30pm (traffic and parking dependent). See you there!!

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Grasshog

I picked up a Black & Decker Grasshog at Home Depot today. It was $50 and I also picked up two more spools of string. It's electric, requiring an extension cord, but I have plenty of those kicking around. So I've now trimmed my weeds, spread some soil, sprinkled a few grass seeds and watered. I have no big plans for the afternoon, so I may just nap. Later I was thinking of a walk. Like when it's not quite so hot out. Don't get me wrong, it's gorgeous now, it's just too hot for Dizzy to be hiking around with me.

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July 02, 2004

I confess

I watched 5 seconds of the red sox against the braves. I had no choice, they were on two different channels! What I did observe scared me. There was this guy and he was looking mean. Not just mean, like 'leave me alone' mean, but mean like 'shot your knee caps out' mean. It could be because of that growth on the side of his face. I'm sure he's embarrassed by it. And to stand there in front of all those people knowing that they are looking at this hideous growth on the side of his face has got to be emotionally challenging. The more I thought about the growth on his face (for I confess, I stared too) I wonder 'how did it get there?', 'how long has it been there?', 'can it be removed?', and 'wow, no stretch marks!'. I know he gets paid lots of money, so why would he live with the growth on his face? I'm sure whatever slight scar that might occur from it's removal wouldn't be as noticeable as the growth. And with the growth on the side of his face removed, he'd look less mean, and get more hot chicks! And that is my take on five seconds of baseball.

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First a word from our sponsor

Did you hear the lightening this morning? Let me say, that if you were up and outside before the storm actually hit, you would have seen clouds rolling in the sky straight out of a movie. It was absolutly amazing to see. Of course, then the sky turned black, the lightening flashed and the thunder became deafening. I'm sure you noticed. Work was vary crazy this morning. All the following happened before lunch: sales people came in reaking of smoke so bad it lingered for hours, someone cried on my shoulder, I had to count lots of small denominations of cash, someone was fired, someone argued about some payments, someone went to the hospital, someone showed up late, and faxes were faxed. Tons of faxes. Then I ate lunch. I was hungry. I'm currently Pizzaz'ing a Digorno pizza (four cheese if you please) and will be vegetating in front of the idiot box. The traffic is insane and I'm not sure all the weather events are done for the day. Possibly later, after I've determined the sky is clear, we'll head out for a walk. You know that when you tell a joke, people don't always get the punch line till later. The delayed reaction laugh? Yes, I'm sure you've heard it. Well here is my delayed reaction (though not to a joke)..... Yeah! Tickets! 7:15 show that we hope won't keep us up too late. Especially me, I have a big paper due the next day. I just hope that seeing as the concert is in a tent, that we don't have seats with some big support timber in between us and the stage. I still want to know if I can bring a camera. I think I should! (and Jesse before you go suggesting where I could hide a camera... don't). So toodles for now, my Pizzazz! is dinging.

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July 01, 2004

How it was reported in

How it was reported in the morning edition:

Man hospitalized in motorcycle, car crash HYANNIS - A motorcyclist was taken to Cape Cod Hospital last night after his cycle collided with a motor vehicle on Independence Drive. According to fire officials, his injuries did not appear to be life-threatening. Fire officials said the man was thrown approximately 125 feet from his motorcycle after hitting the other vehicle shortly before 7:50 p.m. According to fire officials, the motorcyclist was wearing a helmet with a face shield, a padded leather jacket and padded gloves, which may have reduced the severity of his injuries. Fire officials declined to identify the injured man. Police said the accident remained under investigation last night.

How they reported it at mid-day:

Driver cited after hitting motorcyclist HYANNIS - A Yarmouthport driver was cited for operating to endanger last night after his car hit a motorcyclist on Independence Drive in Hyannis. Thomas Payne, 63, was also cited for traveling the wrong way on Independence Drive, according to Barnstable Police Sgt. Arthur Caiado. Payne allegedly turned the wrong way out of Sam Diego's restaurant's rear exit. The motorcyclist, whose name was not released by rescuers, was taken to Cape Cod Hospital last night with injuries that did not appear to be life-threatening. The rider was thrown approximately 125 feet from his motorcycle after hitting the other vehicle shortly before 7:50 p.m. His helmet with a face shield, a padded leather jacket and padded gloves may have reduced the severity of his injuries, fire officials said.

This is the first time I've seen the CC Times correct a report about a motorcycle accident. A vast majority, if not all, of the accidents are reported in the paper as the motorcyclists fault. If this is later found to be false, a correction is never made. I think the only reason this one was reported is the fact that the driver was charged so soon after the accident. Heck, it kind of had to be a no-brainer if the car was driving on the wrong side of the divided road. I also wanted to point out how they are mentioning the gear the motorcyclists was wearing. Brother has invested much money in this same type of gear and I think it has saved his skin (literally) more then once. It scares me to see the tank top & brain bucket set speeding around this time of year. It's only a matter of time before the road is painted red, and I don't mean street chalk.

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Let me tell you...

.... about my bra!! Do you remember last week when I mail ordered some bras? I may have forgotten to mention it. Well they arrived rather quickly and I wore one last Saturday. Quite comfy. Today I tried the other style bra that I ordered. Let me just say, I don't like padded or molded bras. I like thin, preferably unlined, styles. When I ordered these bras off the net I must have missed the fine print that said 'padded' or 'push up' or 'downright porn like', because those are the words I would use to describe it. Sure, it's all lacy on the outside, but it has a foam like molded cup that causes much attention to be drawn to the boobies. As if they weren't big enough, they now look much larger and have added (unnecessary?) cleavage. I would imagine this bra would be very popular in the porn industry, though I doubt the silicon girls need the lifting. Needless to say it was a perfect day to wear my white crinkle cut t-shirt. Not much left to the imagination, other then 'are those for real?'. Let me bounce them for you... remind you of Jell-o? Oh yeah, all real all the time. Too bad I'm such a prude, I could rent them out and make some $$ on the side...

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Careful

Don't all click at once... but if you look in the button bar I added a music button. It should stream a song (and only one song) in mp3 format. I can easily change the song to fit what I'm feeling... once I find the right song that is.

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To keep you all busy...

I've posted my paper on my website. Now, before you all point out that there are a few semesters missing, I know already! Geez, people, I have a life. My gouged out finger picture taking is more important then enabling plagiarists world wide. But enjoy my lackluster performance either way.

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Damn Skippy!!

I'm done, I'm done! I'm jumping up in down in my seat like that little nephew of the guy I dated a few years ago who couldn't sit still when he ate so I whacked him and the guy dumped me. Yeah, I'm jumping like that. Oongo Bongo, boomaranging, jumping! Damn Skippy, I think I'll go outside and skipp around in the yard and be all damn happy. It's only 9:30AM!!! and I'm done writing my paper that I was suppose to write five days ago but never did but I did think about it alot and I found it easy to write with my Damn Skippy fingers. And the sun is out. And the weather is nice. And I don't have to be inside. So Damn Skippy! I think I shall go be damn skippy outside RIGHT NOW!!!

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Travel in my way-back machine

July 4th in Sandwich features red, white and blue traditions

By Marcia Kozubek/ mkozubek@cnc.com Wednesday, June 30, 2004    Sandwich residents have their own way of adding red, white and blue to their Independence Day celebration.
The stars and stripes will be waving in the "Spirit of Sandwich Parade" set to start at noon Sunday, July 4 behind the H.T. Wing School.
   Enter a float in the big event. Prizes will be given for the best family float, the best organization-business float, the best youth float. Meet in front of the Wing School by 11:30 a.m.
   The blue is easy to spot in those snazzy blue police and firemen's uniforms in the parade and don't miss the fireman's muster events set for 1 p.m. after the parade. They will be behind the Wing School.
    At 10 a.m., the Sandwich Recreation Department's three-mile road race will start behind the Wing School. To pre-register for the race call 508-888-4361.
   Sweet Cape Cod strawberries provide the red. The First Church of Christ will host its annual Strawberry Fest at 12:30 p.m., immediately following the parade.
   Pat Marshall, a member of the outreach committee, said the church served strawberries to 250 people last year. "We sold out very quickly so this year we hope to do 350. We are just going to serve until the strawberries are gone," she said.
   Nine members of the outreach committee make strawberry shortcake. "The fresh strawberries will come from a farm in Wareham. So, they are local Cape Cod strawberries. The sweetest, of course," Marshall said.
   "We had a great time last year. I think people enjoyed the sing-a-long." This year's event also includes a patriotic sing-a-long with piano music by Earl Marryat.
   The price is $3.50 for a strawberry shortcake dessert. Additional donations will be accepted, Marshall said. Proceeds benefit outreach concerns, such as assistance for the homeless.
   The white will be found in the sparkling lights decorating boats in the annual boat parade at 9 p.m. on Shawme Pond. Prior to the boat parade there will be a free concert at 7:30 p.m. at the pond featuring Dale and the Duds.

When I was little, like really short, I remember going to the boat parade. For years I thought it was no longer being held. Woo-hoo! I'll have to go relive some childhood memories this weekend.

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