Merry Christmas!

Well, it is now 7:39 AM and I've been up since 6. Not for any particular reason except that I always get up this early.



There was a time when the boys would come running in before the sun even came up.... normally Christmas morning would start around 5 AM. Seems so strange that I am the first one up now. Teenagers aren't going to be getting up that early when they don't have to!!



So...... here I sit with my cup of tea. And I know that they probably won't get up until around 10 or 11. Sometimes I think I should be going in and rousting them at 6:00 the way they used to do it to me! But it's just too peaceful to bother.









This one is from Deblin because she still hasn't found her password!!

It's that time of year again....

I'm sitting here watching the Eagles lose to Seattle on Monday Night Football. Crap!! And it's snowing there! Every once in awhile I do miss snow. But then I remember what it was like to shovel it. No thanks. I grew up just outside of Philly. Haven't been back in 12 years! Damn. I don't even have the accent anymore! But I don't think I'd want to move back. Nope. It's cold here tonight, 40 I think. But just two days ago we were at 80. Strange place, Texas. The cold fronts move in wicked fast.... but it never stays too cold for too long.

How was everyone's Thanksgiving? Eat enough turkey? I think turkey is over-rated. But I cook it all the same. Tradition and all that....

Damn, I miss you guys. It gets lonely in here talking to myself.

I hope you'll all visit before Christmas!

The Last Butterfly

I'm so sad. We've had an extremely warm fall. It's been in the 80s for a couple weeks. Today, the cold front finally moved in. A little rain and then the temp starting dropping. It's really strange how quickly that happens. This afternoon while the wind was bringing in the cold air, a beautiful butterfly was hanging around the backyard. For hours. There are still blooms on my esperanza, and he kept going from flower to flower.... poor thing should have migrated to Mexico weeks ago. The temperature right now is down to 50 and supposed to drop further during the night. He isn't going to survive the night. Makes me so sad. He is so pretty.....

"Press one for english......"

Last month I was trying to reach Southwestern Bell about my bill. They have one of those annoying voice recognition automated customer dissservice lines. I really HATE those things. And they have also disabled the "dial O" to speak to a real person option. GAH!! Way to make your customers miserable, SBC.

So Jim was home and he was laughing at me because I was soooooo frustrated. (this pisses me off, too, because I don't like to be laughed at when I'm frustrated LOL)

Computer: "Please state the last four digits of your social security number"
Me: xxxx
Computer: "Thank you. Please tell me how I can help you, your options are...."
Me:I want to talk to a real person.
Computer: "I'm sorry. I didn't understand that request. Please tell me how I can help you."
Me: I want to talk to a customer service agent.

Repeat the above for a couple more times. Then,


Computer:"I'm sorry. I didn't understand that request. Please tell me how I can help you."
Me: Will you put a real live person on the fucking phone!!!!!!!!!
Computer: "I'm sorry. I didn't understand that request. Let me connect you to a representative."
Me: (yelling at this point) ABOUT DAMN TIME!!!

I am positive that they have programmed the phones to respond to the word "Fuck" (the universal word for intense annoyance) and connect you to a real person asap. At any rate, Jim found this article in the paper tonight. Great find!! I went to this guy's website. He's got an IVR Cheat Sheet which has tips on beating the system and getting straight to a real live human being.

Hang Up Already Dammit!

Yesterday I went to the grocery store. Exciting, isn't it? My life is just full of amazing events. At any rate, that's not the point. I was stuck in the check-out line behind a woman yakking on her friggin' cell phone. She talked while she unloaded her cart. She talked while the cashier ran the stuff through the scanner. She talked while she swiped her credit card. She yakked while the cashier gave her the receipt. She yakked while the poor woman said "Thank you". She only lifted her hand in a condescending wave to acknowledge her. She kept on yakking while she pushed her cart out the door to the parking lot.

I hope she got hit by a fucking truck.

Doesn't anyone have any manners today? Are people really that self-absorbed? Are cashiers, who work hard and make minimun wage, invisible and beneath contempt to these people?

And don't even get me started on the 'hands free' cellphone users who walk around talking to themselves. grrrrrr

Rant over.... Have a nice day :)

Virtual Update, Monday 10/10/2005

As a service to our millions of fans, I present a quick update on recent Virtually Drifting news. Since there is so much to wade through, I thought this would make it easier for visitors to catch up.

• The enigmatic Scotsdude popped in to drop off a few words and threaten to cook a lizard. (Now I know why the lizard is always hiding.)
  

  
  

• Lovable Luc (formerly the devilish Lucifer) is back to work at the Hotel New Hampshire.
  

  
  

• ShadoRydr lost his way due to a hard drive crash, but has since been located using new GPS technology. He'll be back soon.
  

  
  

• Deblin lost her password again, and has to make do with voyeurism for now. I'm sure that she'll locate the secretly encrypted scrap of paper with the vanishing ink one of these days....
  

  
  

• KeyMaster did a drive-by on our tagboard. He didn't stay long and Deblin thinks he may have been found out.
  

As for me, well I'm just taking up more than my share of bytes here. That's really strange since I was always the quiet and shy one... I think it's time for my daily cup of STFU.

Huggs to all of you.

edited to add:

Looking at an ad for the new movie Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit. and I was remembering C$erve. There was a guy who had the handle "Werebunny" there. I think he was from New Orleans. Didn't follow us to the IRCs though, at least I don't think he did. But everytime I hear about this movie, I think "Werebunny" instead of "WereRabbit" It's really strange how many endless bits of information are still stored in my brain. But I still have to write down passwords and stuff (are you reading this Deblin???)

It's October!

Well, it's October and we're supposed to cool off this week. But I don't trust the weathermen anymore. Okay, that's enuff whining about the damn heat.

I finally have another Picture of the Day! I know you've all been waiting impatiently for this (yeah, right). There is a lizard that has taken up residence on my back porch. Okay, so there is always a lizard, I can't tell if it's the same one or not. We're not on a first name basis or anything. I have been trying to get a picture of him for a long time. But every time I run into the house to get the camera, he disappears. Camera shy? I guess.

But today when I came back out with the camera, I found him hiding between the downspout and the wall. So I took the picture anyway. He'll get over it.... I think it's a cool pic. Hope you like it.

Drastic Changes..... are sometimes good

Okay, first of all, I took this picture yesterday afternoon at 4:00PM. This is the thermometer on my back porch, in the shade.

We have broken records for seven of the last eight days. This is the end of September for cryin' out loud!

Went to bed last night with the promise of a cold front moving in. This morning at 6:00AM, went out on the porch with my tea. It was like entering another world. Windy and 68 degrees. Thank Gawd!!!

Possible severe thunderstorms today, which always happens when the fronts move in quickly. I hope that we've seen the last of summer!

Bats!

It's 10:25 PM. The oldest son is already in bed - he gets up every morning at 5:30 AM for band practice. Did I tell you he's drum major this year? It's so cool for him, really. He's the one on the right. I'll get a picture of him in his spiffy white uniform once marching season is in full swing. He's proud to be a band nerd. And I'm proud of him, too.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah. Son #2 is at hockey practice with his dad. He won't be home until after 11. I loathe this schedule. He's got football practice every day after school until 6. On Mondays and Wednesdays, he has hockey practice from 9:45 until 10:45! This is only the second week of school. Homework every friggin night. I don't know how long he'll be able to keep it up. Lucky for me, he is a very good student as well as a dedicated athlete. But this is his freshman year in high school, and he has chosen to take a very aggressive schedule with many pre-AP course. I know he can handle it, but can his body keep up with his mind?

Now..... about the bats. I was just out on the back porch. The neighborhood is quiet. About half a block away is a streetlight. From the back porch I have the perfect view of a bat swooping in on the bugs gathering under the light. The squeeking is unmistakable. I used to hate bats, but I've learned to appreciate them. We have a huge bat colony here in Round Rock. It's not as famous as the one in Austin, but it's very impressive. What's so impressive? Well, until you've driven down I35 at their time of mass exodus and seen the wave after wave of bats flying out, you can't appreciate it. It's just so cool. It was part of the elementary school curriculum when Greg was in 3rd grade. We all went to stand under the McNeil Street overpass and watched them leave one evening. It's creepy, and yet it's amazing.

So I've learned to love bats. They are actually a tourist attraction in Austin. The Congress Avenue Bridge attracts people every night the bats are here (from spring until fall) to watch the nightly exodus. Even our ice hockey team is called the Austin Ice Bats. Pretty cool, isn't it?

So I sit in the dark (I never turn on the back porch light) and watch a solitary bat ridding my neighborhood of flying pests..... and I can appreciate this ugly flying rodent for what it is. "What it is" is a pretty cool specimen of Mother Nature adapting to urban life.

August....... yuck!

Well, it's August in Texas. And damn hot!! And it cost me 4K for a new air conditioner last month. grrrrrrrrrr..... Oh well, at least I don't have to worry about the price of heating oil this winter.






We had a 45 minute power outage this afternoon. That was interesting. I went out on the backporch to have a smoke, and it was sooooo quiet. And still. There was no sound at all. Usually the buzz of air conditioners is just white noise that you don't notice at all. Until it's gone. And I think I am alone in this place during the day. At least it seems that way.

I was sitting on the porch and the quiet was a bit weird. A couple of hummingbirds were chasing each other away from the feeder. They have high pitched squeaks when they fight with each other. Very cool critters though. But they don't like to share the feeder! There was one psycho hummingbird the other day who was hiding in the tree and just ambushing any others that came to feed. It was actually pretty funny. I got a second feeder across the yard, but they will still fight. I'll miss them when they are gone for the winter.

The kids are back in school. Both boys are in high school. Greg is a senior and Chris is a freshman. I should go get a job. But my eyes are still not right. Having another surgery next month. Hopefully they'll get it right this time. My depth perception is perfect now though. And my reading vision is perfect (with the reading glasses of course). But looking straight ahead and up is all double. So the doc is going to rework the muscles again. Fixed one problem and created a different one. Is it worth it? I guess it is. I have no choice now. The distance vision is worse than before. I'm sure it will be right this time... won't it? I have to be optimistic. Otherwise I would be kicking myself for doing it in the first place.

So where has everyone been?

Home Sweet Homepage

I am trying to remember when I first 'published' a personal webpage. It was an awfully long time ago - when it was a pretty major accomplishment. I worked so hard at learning HTML and I thought that I was pretty hot stuff. Who would have known that in a few short years, it would be strange NOT to have some kind of presence on the web. Blogs, photo albums, emails, blah blah blah.

Tony - you and I used to talk webstuff all the time! You had a great website.... do you have one still? I know that your old one is gone. But is it really? Check this
out! See, nothing is gone forever, is it? It's not complete - graphics and stuff are missing. But the Wayback machine has it preserved anyway! Amazing, isn't it?

I became interested in building a page around the time that chatting at the cafe became stressful and combative. And it was soooo much fun! Geocities was a thriving community back then. Guestbooks were the best way to meet other residents and cultivate visitors to your own site. The web was so new and fresh and exciting then. Now it's all about the $ isn't it?

I am so glad that I managed to save my page from being deleted. Don't know why I lucked out, because several others that I worked on were trashed, including the cafe1 site. But one day I checked and it was still there, so I make sure to log in now and again to keep it going. It's a shadow of it's former self (no pun intended, Tony) but every so often someone will 'find' it and then I get an email or else they show up here. To me, that's the beauty of it.

We all had so many friends back in the day, but really, how many do we keep in touch with? I have one or two (yes, Linda, I'm looking at you, dear ) But it's so nice to hear from someone out of the blue. That's why this blog is so great, I think. It's more interactive and I love getting visitors (even if they only show up once, but I wish they'd visit more often!)

Oh, and Linda, I was on Donner Path the other day. My son was visiting a friend over there and locked his keys in the car. Had to go bail the kid out..... I thought of you. That's one ritzy neighborhood, let me tell ya!

Oh, 104 here today. Summer sucks!!!!!!! Last month, my electric bill was $350 and we hadn't even hit 100 yet! This month I'm sure it will be at least $400 and my water bill... Yikes. Texas is just a lovely place to be in the summer. NOT.

YUCK!

I have a phobia about bugs..... and since I've been living south for about 12 years, I thought that I'd seen it all. The size of the tree roaches here in Texas is really scary.... If one ever got in my house, I'd have to move. Seriously. They are hoooooge. I've seen them out and about, and they are nasty.

Today, though, I saw something that I've never seen before. Went out on the backporch to have a cigarette. There. On the flower pot. The ugliest thing I have ever seen. The weirdest thing I've ever seen. The scariest thing I've ever seen. It was at least as long as my index finger, but the antennae were longer. It was some kind of beetle. It was white with black stripes. It was creepy! I yelled for my son to come see it. (This was after I retreated back into the house behind the screen door, mind you). He says he had seen one like it before, but didn't know what it was. He wanted to get my camera and take a picture. I told him Noooooooooooo!! I don't want that ugly picture on my camera! Okay, so I'm really a chicken. Don't even want a picture of the ugly thing.

Curiousity got the better of me though. I searched on the web for it. I found it. It's HERE. The Cottonwood Borer. There are no cottonwood trees in the neighborhood that I know of. But my next door neighbor has a big willow tree in her backyard. And apparently they also like willow trees. I have ALWAYS hated that tree. I think willow trees are gorgeous next to a pond or a creek, but I know for a fact that their roots can do major damage to foundations and underground pipes. Now I have another reason to hate that tree! I'm NOT going to tell her about these critters because hopefully they'll kill the damn tree.

I'm a bad person, aren't I?

Oh, the fugly bug is gone. I don't know where it went, but everytime I open the backdoor, I am compulsively checking to make sure it's not on the porch.

I'm a wimp......

Mayday

It's a beautiful morning here in Texas! But the weather is supposed to get hot over the next couple of days. Once we get a few 90 degree days, then it's all downhill from there. So I'm enjoying the milder temps right now.

Yesterday when I took the dogs for their walk, I noticed the prickly pear is in bloom. This morning I remembered to take my camera with me. (I know - you're rolling your eyes because it's more flowers)

Sorry, but I have to enjoy the pretty while it's here. A few more weeks and we'll be brown and dry for months!

So why are you crying?

My eyes have been getting consistently worse over the last couple of years. I have difficulty focusing and I have lots of double vision. Forget reading - I can only do that for ten minutes before my eyes get all buggy. Depth perception? Shot. I was trying to weed my garden and I would reach to pull out a little thing growing in my flower bed and I would reach for it and miss! Frustrating. I have reading glasses, but they don't seem to help much. My other glasses are off my face more than on because they make my near sight worse (they are for far sightedness anyway). So I've pretty much given up driving except very locally on roads I am familiar with. And I've been depressed about it alot lately because I feel like an invalid. The doctor I've been seeing for years can't seem to help me (but he's just an optometrist, not an MD) and he just keeps changing the prism in my lenses to compensate. See, my eyes are off level. Instead of being horizontally level, like _ _ they are like this _ - But it's not really visible, I don't look like a freak or anything, honestly. It's just fractions of a millimeter, but enough to screw up my vision.

So I have been getting depressed because I thought this was all related to the optic neuritis and can't be fixed. After all, if you have a virus in your hard drive, you can't fix it with a new monitor. Does that make sense? But I've been to a specialist finally, and it is NOT related to the MS at all! It's the problem I've had all my life which they were trying to control with prisms, but now that I'm getting old (fuck it), the eye muscles are just worn out from trying to focus with each other all the time. AND IT CAN BE FIXED! And I am going to have surgery on June 15th. It's pretty gross - they have to move the eyes out of the way first (ewwww) and I'll have some discomfort for a few days. Yes, there are minimal risks. But those are worth it, I think. So I cried. Yes. I sobbed. When she said that I didn't have to live with this and I'm not going to go blind unless I'm very unlucky, and I cried like a baby. Then I called Jim, still crying, and told him. And he's the one who said "So why are you crying?" Men! It was a huge burden lifted off my shoulders. I can't explain it. I'm so angry for not seeking answers earlier. I'm scared that it won't work. I don't care, it's worth a shot. And I cried with relief. Does that make sense?

And if it works, and I can see again, and I don't have to change the text on my computer to "huge" and I can actually read the paper and read a book and weed the garden... it will be the best thing that's happened to me in years!!!

Hey, it's almost Sunday. Need to get to bed....... huggs all!

Add to the list of dumb things I've done lately.....

Happy Mother's Day to all of us mothers!

Got an early start this morning - 8:30 left the house to get groceries. I like to get my shopping done before the 'after church' crowd shows up. That's another reason I'm going to hell - I'm at Saint Fresh fruits and Vegetables on Sunday mornings instead of church. I figure I'll go fill up the gas tank first because gas is finally down to 1.99. Leaving the gas station, I'm driving through the high school campus (it's the easiest way to get to the road I needed). On one of the quiet campus roads, there is a roadrunner stopped in the middle of the road between the band hall and a cow pasture. I have been dying to get a picture of a roadrunner. There is one that I see sometimes on the way out of my neighborhood too (also by a cow pasture.. hmmmm could that be a favorite place for them to nest?? nah, just coincidence I'm sure). I remembered my camera was in my pocketbook, so I stopped the car (no traffic there obviously), but by the time I got the camera out, he had scampered through the fence into the pasture. DAMN!!! I'll catch a pic of one someday, I know I will! They are so cool.

Getting back to my story, I did my shopping, came out to the parking lot, put the groceries in the back of the car and stepped around to the driver's side to get in. The gas flap was open and the fucking gas cup was gone!!! I must have forgotten it after I got gas. Shit! I always put the cap on top of the car and it must have fallen off when I was driving. So I re-traced my route. I thought for sure it must have fallen off when I went over the speed bumps at the high school. But no luck. Nowhere to be found. So Greg went to O'Reillys and bought a new gas cap for me - Happy Mothers Day, Mom....

I swear the doctors got it wrong - I must have Alzheimers instead of MS. Did I ever tell you about the time I went to PetSmart and came out and the car was running, and locked???

So, no picture of a roadrunner for you all today. It's a dark, stormy day here in Texas. I just made a pot of meatballs. Bought some fresh bolillos (rolls, for you non-Texans because they can't name anything normal here), so it's meatball sandwiches and salad for dinner. I know, they should be taking me out to eat. We did that LAST night because I hate holiday crowds. We went to the SaltGrass and had some great steaks.

Tony made my weekend by 'finding' us here. Now he needs to answer my email LOL.

Bye for now!

I think I'm going straight to hell

Gawd how I HATE Mothers Day!! No really... it's a great sentiment, it really is. But I just got back from the card store looking for the perfect cards for mom, mom-in-law, grandmother.. and I feel like a total freak. I mean they are all so flowery and gushy and maudlin. I'm not that kind of person. Really. I'm not! Don't get me wrong, I love my mom. But these cards absolutely ooze sweet sugary sentiments that I would NEVER say. Hell, I'd never even think them! So then you go to the other extreme - which is "Have a nice day" which is too cold and impersonal. I kept picking up cards and tossing them back. And then I feel guilty because as soon as I read the first line about how grateful, how lucky, how wonderful, I just want to gag!!! Gawd, I hate Mother's Day!!!

So yes, I found a card. No, it's not too sweet, but not too impersonal. But it's definitely NOT me. I think that having mom here with me for the past ten years has taken it's toll on any sentimental view that I ever had of my mom. I must be menopausal or something because lately she is driving me nuts!!!

Oh well, the card is bought. We're going out for dinner Sunday. And I think I'm gonna tell my kids that when they grow up and move away, a phone call is all that's necessary to wish me "Happy Mothers Day".

The guilt really SUCKS!!!

Sorry - no pictures or words lately. I'll get back into, I promise.

BTW - where the hell have you been Deb?? Find the password yet? LOL

Pretty Spring Day

Took a ride out to Old Settlers Park today to see if the wildflowers were blooming... there were some, but the full blanket isn't out yet. At least, I hope there is going to be more! Wildflowers in Texas are gorgeous! Sometimes they cover entire hillsides in color.

Here's one pic, I have more.... but I have to edit them so that they are smaller. Right now they are big enough for wallpaper, but too big to upload to my website!

I know these pictures are boring, but humor me! I don't have much to say it seems, so I might as well share some pics. It could be worse, I could be posting pictures of my dogs.... wait, that's a great idea!! LOL

hugggs all....

Texas Politics

Seems like Texas has more elections than a hive has bees (this analogy is highly relevant)...... at least two or three a year for various local positions, bond issues, blah blah blah. The road leading out of my neighborhood dead ends at a redlight onto a semi-major road. The pasture fence opposite the light is always decorated with colorful campaign signs.... Seems like every couple of weeks (disclaimer: this is likely an exaggeration, but it seems like only a couple of weeks) the current election signs are whisked away and replaced with the propaganda for the next election's hopefuls.

Well, it's boring. But I have to admit that this sign caught my eye. For one thing, it wasn't the usual red/white, blue/white, or red/whiteandblue. This one was bright yellow and black. Rufus Honeycutt????? Would you vote for someone named Rufus Honeycutt???? Particularly charming is the addition of the little honeybee in the upper right corner... Oh how clever!! I couldn't help thinking that I am glad this advertising genius wasn't responsible for the campaign signs of George Bush.... although that could have been pretty funny actually!! LOL

Oh hell, I think I'll vote for old Rufus just because he got a good laugh out of me!

Why?

Why can't spring last forever? This is a redbud tree - really pretty when it blooms in the spring, but after the blooms go away it is skimpy and entirely unremarkable. And they grow verrrrrrrrry slowly. I don't believe I've ever seen one that is taller than maybe 12 foot...

Tomorrow, something a bit different maybe? I will need to be a little more creative.

Time for a glass of wine... night all.

Daily Pic

Since I am really enjoying having a digital camera, and it's so much fun to take meaningless pictures, I'm going to bore you with a picture a day. Why? Just because I can, that's why.

I took the dogs for a walk this morning, and stowed the camera in my pocket (it's so amazingly small, why not?) So here is round one of my aimless and unnecessary and beyond trivial "Pic of the Day".

Hook 'em Horns

Just for the record, I am NOT a rah-rah Go Texas Bevo-loving burnt orange-wearing gung-ho fan. I am a transplant to Texas, so UT is just another school to me. It also happens to be the best public university in Texas, and it's also only 20 minutes away. So, yes, I do hope that my son goes there.

It's spring break, so we went on a campus visit today. While Greg went with all the other kids on a campus tour, I set off on my own. We've been here many times. This is the first time, though, that I am looking at it as a potential 'home' for my kid. Austin is a great city. I don't even think of it as a city. Seems like more of a big town to me.

Digital cameras are soooo much fun! Here are some pictures of my day at UT.

A brisket, a brasket..... gawd, how lame is that? My "titles" aren't exactly inspiring LOL

Well Linda, it's 10:00 and I just threw the brisket in the crock pot. When I get up in the morning, this house is gonna smell like Dickey's BBQ Pit!!! I can't wait. Thank you soooooooo much for saving my ass (again).

I was just thinking (uh oh, that could be trouble). It's amazing to me how much computers have changed the world. There was a time when we were a small percentage of the population with our secret little society. Now everyone is on-line and it really isn't the same anymore. What exactly do I use my pc for now? Well, I use it to pay my bills. Hell, I even get some of my bills emailed to me instead of snail mail. Save a tree, ya know? But even though my pc has become more useful, it's really not as much fun anymore. Oh well, that's progress.

Oh, and there's one thing that I've had for a couple years that I couldn't live without - Netflix! I used to get so frustrated at Blockbuster because it was so hard to find movies there. If it isn't a "new release", there is no way you are going to find it unless you are lucky! Organization isn't their strong point, that's for sure. Netflix has been great because of their search feature - even if you don't know the exact name of the movie, or if you only remember one of the stars, it's easy to find something. And I love their Recommendations. I have watched some great movies that I never even heard of, let alone thought about renting. "In America" was excellent. So was "Greenfingers".
And they have documentaries, television shows, if it's on DVD, they have it. Just love it.....Tonight we watched The Ultimate Carson Collection. Is there anyone who will ever come close to Johnny Carson? Highly unlikely. Greg was making fun of the clothes! They sure did love plaid in those days - plaid jackets, plaid pants and verrrrrry wide ties! Disclaimer: Netflix is NOT paying me to advertise their service..... LOL

And of course, my pc is great for finding lost recipes that good friends have sent me LOL....... tomorrow I am gonna make some potato salad to go with that brisket on Wednesday.

PS - if any other Netflix users out there that want to get a 'friends' list together to share movie recommendations and stuff, let me know. That's another cool feature.

hugggggs and good night!

Oh well........

It's been over a week and I didn't get a call back. I guess we'll never know then...... damn.

Funny thing is, I have gotten in touch with lots of old friends over the past couple of years. Good friends from high school. Friends that we partied with when we lived in New York. Old neighbors.... and it's really nice to hear what's up with them. But after a couple of emails, you kind of run out of stuff to say. And then you feel guilty because you're not staying in touch. Who wrote the last email? How often should you email?

I love hearing from old friends. People that really were a huge part of my life at one time. People that I still think about. But then, inevitably, you run out of stuff to say. What do you really have in common anymore? You used to be friends and neighbors, now you live thousands of miles away. I envy people who have those 'lifelong' friends. But those are the people that still live in the same town they grew up in. That's not me. And I don't regret a minute of my adult life. But those 'lifelong' pals.... yeah, that would be nice. The people who knew you back when you were goofy. The people that made the trip to Jersey with ya to go drinking when the drinking age in Jersey was 18. ...... the people that you drove around with - too many to a car, and who used seatbelts in those days? Hell, I had a good friend who had a Honda civic. Now THAT was a small car....... We were at the Jersey shore and nine of us piled into that car to go out to a bar..... damn that was fun. Damn I feel old!!!!!!!!!!

Oh well, maybe Lisa will get my message someday. Wherever you are, girl, I hope that you are well and happy!!!!

Oh baby!

Am I the only one who thinks the Quizno's baby commercials are freaky? I mean, there is something scary about that baby. And the one where he is by the pool with the chick is just wrong on so many levels...... Of course, this is the company that brought us commercials with those deformed mice things or whatever they were..... I think they need to fire the exec in charge of advertising!

The one commercial I love these days is the beer commercial where the guy is teasing the monkey....... No, it's a real monkey, get yer minds outta the gutter. If I can find it somewhere on the net, I'll link it. But it makes me laugh every time.....

Can you tell I'm bored tonight?

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I need your advice Lin!

I'm sure you've read my very boring post about cleaning out my desk (what can I say, it was a slow news day LOL). Well, in my little book there were two phone numbers for Lisa (LeeLeeNY). One was crossed out - that was her old number in NYC. The other, I was pretty sure, belonged to Bear. She had moved in with him the last I talked with her. That was a couple years ago. He had just gone through a divorce because his wife was cheating on him with guys she met online. He went online either to spite her or to find out what the attraction was or whatever, and he met Lee. They fell in love and she moved in with him. But he did not want her online anymore. Anyways..... we lost touch. I would love to find her and see how she's doing. I did a reverse phone number lookup and this IS Bear's phone number (I know his real name) and it's still in the directory so I assume it's still active...... haven't tried it though.

Here's my dilemma. I want to call. But what if things didn't work out and she's not there. What if things didn't work out and she's not there and there's a new girlfriend or wife who answers the phone. What if things didn't work out and he's really nasty and bitter about it. What if What if What if.....

Should I call? I really want to know how she's doing..... I do miss her. She was my first cserve friend. She was the first cserve friend I trusted with my phone number. She was the one who called me when she was in the hospital in labor with her baby. She's the one that I sent all my sons' baby clothes to when she was pregnant and on her own. I would love to know that she's doing okay. I'm just scared of all the 'what ifs'. Should I??????

For Linda.........

GET BETTER SOON!

Hey! Pictures work!!!

One Feisty Old Broad!

From CNN.com: A 79-year-old woman has been charged with using her wooden cane to strike police officers who arrived at her home to check on her welfare.

Okay, let me get this straight. The police came to HER house to check out whether or not she was the subject of abuse from her caretaker. As they try to handcuff her alleged abuser, she hits an officer over the head with her cane and gives him a concussion! Another officer suffers a separated shoulder and hand injury. They arrest both her AND her caretaker/alleged abuser and charge them with battery and resisting arrest.

Sounds to me like she's pretty damn good at taking care of herself...... I can just imagine the cops sitting at the bar. "So Harry, how'd you end up in the hospital yesterday? A deranged junkie? A foiled bank robbery? Wrestling a perp to the ground after a high speed chase?" "ummmmmm no, some old lady hit me over the head with her cane."

I wanna be that tough of a bitch when I'm 79!! You go, girl!

A Decade of Virtual Change

What has the internet become? It's scary and sad sometimes to see how the rules of netiquette have changed. I first powered up my modem in early 1995 and logged into Prodigy. At the time I was researching my family tree and they had these amazing forums where people could exchange information. I was amazed at the power of asking a question, and then receiving a dozen answers almost instantaneously. Wow - this is so cool! It was so much fun poking around the Prodigy site and finding so much information on anything and everything.

One day I wandered into a chatroom and I was mesmerized. This was a whole new world. Do you remember when you got your first "What are you wearing?" line. hehehe..... It didn't take me long to figure out that this wasn't going to be a conversation about fashion. I admit being shocked and it felt creepy. I quickly hit the exit key and vamoose..... ewwwwww. Are these guys sick or something? But I went back and learned that there was an 'ignore' key. That helped. I studied the conversations. Didn't take me long to learn the acronymese - LOL BRB LMAO OMG and all that stuff. It was a long time before I decided to dive in and try it. And I became addicted almost immediately. Why? What was it that drew us in? In my case, we had recently moved to Florida from the northeast and I admit that I was lonely for my old friends. I was stuck at home with two kids under the age of 7 and I didn't have a life of my own. Looking back on it now, it probably wasn't the most healthy choice because it allowed me to avoid real life in so many ways.

Things were so innocent in the early days though, weren't they? Sure, there were some real idiots out there, but overall the atmosphere was one of a party, day after day. When I went over to cserve it was even better because it became an 'international' party! That's what sold me on cserve over prodigy. Prodigy was just in the US, but cserve was all over the world. That was awesome.

I can honestly say that I did make some great friends - real friends. And it was so comforting to me that when we moved from Florida to Texas, my friends were still there. Geography had no bearing on the conversations or intrigues or any of it. Email was simple - spam didn't exist yet. I felt like I was part of a secret society because none of the people I knew in the 'real world' had email addresses nor did they understand why there would even be a need for one! When I left cserve because it was way too expensive (we paid by the hour then), there was a steep learning curve to navigatign the 'real' internet. We moved to the IRCs, which at first was very intimidating. That was when some of the 'badness' began to creep in. We tried to keep the group together, but by the late 90s it had already started to unravel. There were times that it got downright ugly. That was when I drifted away and so did most others.

Today, when I do venture into a dicussion group, forum, blog, message board or any of the hundreds of communication vistas on the net, it just seems that there is so much ugliness out there. I guess that I'm visiting the wrong places, but have only rarely found a place where I would even consider joining a discussion. Come to think of it, maybe twice in the last five years and it only lasted one or two posts. Maybe I'm just getting old. There is a serious lack of graciousness and civility on the net these days. I have much more to say, but I'll continue later....

Kind of Sad.......

Okay, I watched the Inauguration yesterday. It truly makes me sad and angry that all this security nonsense is so necessary. And yes, it IS necessary. Wouldn't matter if it was Kerry or Nader or Kermit the Frog's inauguration, it would have been the same. I HATE what the world has become. I wish that the world wasn't such a mess today...... What is the answer?

We're off to San Antonio this weekend for MORE hockey..... damn I can't wait till the season ends. Greg is in New Braufels at a tennis camp. So mom gets to have the house to herself. When do I get to have my house to myself??? I would LOVE that!!! Just for a day or two. A blessed, peaceful, wonderful, utopic day or two .

It's 78 outside right now at 5:00 PM!! It's so strange for January. Cold front moving in tonight though. It better NOT snow on the Eagles game Sunday!!! Of course, that could be a good thing since Atlanta doesn't handle the snow very well. Go Eagles! (People here in Texas HATE the Eagles - especially the die-hard Dallas fans). The Eagle's Tyrell Owens dissed the Cowboy's precious star on their field during a touchdown celebration. He is HATED in Dallas. So what does Chris do last Sunday when we were in Dallas? He wears his T.O. jersey to Applebee's for lunch and to watch the Eagles/Vikings game. That's my boy - gutsy (and not too bright LOL).
He was kind of disappointed that there weren't many people in the restaurant. Oh well, maybe next time.

Talk to ya later.......

Annual Purge!

My resolution for this year is to get rid of unnecessary junk that's taking up space and attracting dust.... I say this every year, but I'm serious this time. I tore my desk apart yesterday and it was amazing how much junk! One drawer was so stuffed that I couldn't even open it.... There were books in there that probably should be in a museum - Windows95 Users Guide, A Guide to the Internet (circa 1996 when Mosaic was the only browser around), etc etc. I found these two steno pads (remember steno pads?? Now that's a relic to begin with!). On these pads were all my notes from Cserve and the early IRC days. All the shortcuts and commands and tons of emails that looked like this: 73286.2@compuserve.com. Remember when we were numbers? And phone numbers...... for Christie and Lisa and Margie and Krislin and.... who were these people?? Okay, I remember Lisa well and I miss her so much. Obviously the number wasn't any good anymore dammit :(. I was so proud of myself though because I just THREW it all OUT!

I found extension cords and chargers and ac adapters and cables and plugs and I have no idea what any of them are for! Jim put them all in the garage because 'you just never know'. Yeah right - they'll fossilize in there, too, But at least they are out of my desk! Once the drawer was empty, I noticed it actually had a rack for hanging folders! I set up folders in there and it's all so organized and clean and the top of my desk is clear! Oh yeah, Jim bought me a flat screen monitor for Christmas. It's amazing how much space a regular monitor takes up on the desktop! It's so clean now - I am determined to keep it this way.

Okay, I give it a month..........

We're leaving in the morning for Dallas and won't be back until Monday. We'll be at hockey rinks all over the metro area and eating fast food and not sleeping very well.... When I think about how much money this hockey stuff costs - we could take a cruise every year instead! grrrrrrrrrrr.....

I'll be thinking of you. I hope Dick takes you out somewhere really special for dinner after you get back from taking David to school. Or maybe a bed and breakfast?

huggers and smoochies.....
me :)