Thursday, December 29, 2005

poetry fragment

we rode on the winds of the rising storm
we ran to the sounds of the thunder
we danced among the lighting bolts
and tore the world asunder.

anonymous fragment of a poem believed written near the end of the previous age, known by some as the third age.
sometimes attributed to the dragon reborn.

crossroads of twilight
wheel of time #10
robert jordan

Sunday, December 25, 2005

christmas traditions

every family has its christmas traditions. in my jewish family, ours was typical: chinese food and a movie.

now that i have kids, my tradition has (for now) been destroyed. because i can't get babysitting, i can't do a matinee because the kids are up. while doglady will stay home while we go out, the kids have to be in bed so she doesn't have to actually do anything. my only choices are 10pm movies, but because the kids go to bed at 9, that doesn't also leave enough time for dinner.

and people wonder why i hate christmas.

Friday, December 23, 2005

musical servers

my new employer has been looking for new hosting, so i referred them to my old employer. joyful. and so of course it fell to me to put the deal together.

i got a sweet deal. less than 50% of what we're paying currently, for better service.

i even got to go up there and do the installation myself. most cool. was nice to see some of the guys again.

but we also moved my own server, from its location at LTCT-0252, to its new location at i'm not sure where. in so doing, i had to change ip addresses (of course) and had to update everything. thus, downtime.

but nothing lost.

except ... except ... the opportunity to honor cecily's fine writing. (see the story about the tattoo.)

Saturday, December 17, 2005


i'm trying to get sue to go see a doctor. it's not working.

recurrent indigestion when she hasn't eaten anything all day. that goes on for days. that turns her into the wicked witch of crowley.

love her to death. wish she'd do something other than suffer and order pizza.

Monday, December 12, 2005

fun night (updated)

a totally white-trash thing to do.

sue told me yesterday she wanted to go out and get drunk. really blasted. since i don't drink, in some ways i'm her perfect bar buddy: she'll always have a safe ride home.

we went to a bar called the wreck room. no live music on sunday nights, but they had a dj playing rasta (who looked like something out of bob marley's acid-induced hallucinations). so we sat there, talked, danced, and played video poker, while she drank she forgot how many margaritas and shots of tequila.

a year or so ago, we went to san antonio and on the spur of the moment, bought her a tattoo. a real one. she chose a fairy to go on her left chest (you know, above the breast that she tucks into her waistband -- the one i love). the fairy's name is celeste.

so after we left the bar, primarily because my eyes burned from the smoke, with me in the driver's seat, we went to randy adams, where i'd had some work done on my prince albert (alas, removed).

on the way to randy's, however, we almost had a wreck on the freeway. it seems that sue needed the alcohol taste washed out of her mouth, and so needed to suck on something for a while. boy, that was fun. thanks in part to cecily for that one.

at randy's we were greeted by wil. after some discussion, wil proceeded to add a blue crecent moon with three stars, positioned so that celeste seems to be sitting inside it.

leaving the tattoo parlor, we stopped at the bar next door and got her another shot, because this one apparently hurt more than the last one.

on the way to ihop, we had to make one unexpected detour: the side of the freeway in front of my old school. that's right: i got sue so drunk she had to barf.

so yes. we got her drunk and she got a tattoo.

totally white trash.

Wednesday, December 7, 2005

sue's mom

it's finally over.

Sunday, December 4, 2005

song of the day

romantic death
the sun

to fully appreciate this, you need to watch the video. a little navigation is required: their website is here. choose "dvd menu" on the right, and then choose #4 romantic death. thanks to elvaar for letting it happen.

parental advisory. courtesy of beautiful agony. don't watch if you're easily offended. actually, if you're easily offended, you really should watch and be offended.

close your eyes
kiss my lips
i'll put my hands on your his
and pull into
your own
romantic death

i'm looking down the barrel of a gun
just for fun
fighting in a war i only know exists
but for prophets

i don't ever wanna come back from this war
from this war
i've seen things i've never seen before
seen before

oh look at this mess we've made
everything's coming up back in spades
dancing in the streets
fucking to a beat
so much blood collected in this short time connected
making little kiddy zombies

i don't ever wanna come back from this war
from this war
i've seen things i've never seen before
seen before

i can see what you mean
when i'm holding you tight
i can see what you mean
when i'm alone at night

i don't ever wanna come back from this war
from this war
i've seen things i've never seen before
seen before

i can see what you mean
when i'm holding you tight
i can see what you mean
when i'm alone at night

i can see what you mean
(will you say that you love me forever)
when i'm holding you tight
(when we're together i just love everything that you do)
i can see what you mean
(will you say that you will love me forever)
when i'm alone at night
(when we're away i've got to get right back to you)

Saturday, December 3, 2005

things family

i haven't written a lot recently for a lot of reasons. mostly, i've been preoccupied with work. but also, sue's mom.

sue's mom was rushed to the hospital a few weeks ago, and since then has been a declining spiral of emergency room and icu visits, followed by release to a nursing home, followed by more emergency room and icu visits.

sue, for her part, has been totally bonkers, and i don't know that i've necessarily been as helpful as i could be.

yesterday, sue's mom deteriorated again to the point where she would have ordinarily been put back into the hospital. sue's dad, however, decided to not do that. they will be seeing to hospice care on monday.

so i'll be busy.

Friday, December 2, 2005

jury duty

shrub has been summoned.

he'd be a perfect juror: a simpleton and an ignoramous. they'd love him.