Saturday, December 31, 2005

Audio entry

I've been tagged!

Mrs. L has tagged me for -- well, not a toe tag, but viewing the attachments to the tag may well elicit the same result from you all. 

Here are the rules; the first player of this game starts with the topic. Five weird habits of yourself and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours.

 

Her entry here:

http://journals.aol.com/jevanslink/AskMrsLinklater/entries/2250

My entry later today or tonight.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

And Sisters J and A come through!

Yea!  Happy Birthday greetings from my two favorite sisters!  Thanks gals!

Oh and sister A?  Your birthday wish for me?  Nope! Ha!  Spent this morning getting doused in stinky poop and wading through mud.  Floater duty.

But this evening!  BEEF STEW!! <-- family joke.  I always asked for beef stew for my birthday dinner because Mom made the best stew in the whole world.  Well that and everyone else in the family hated it so the only hope of getting Mom to cook it was to ask for it for my birthday dinner.  Ok, Harris pizza was (is) much better. 

Sisters J and A!  Thank you!

Dog Flu

I decided that we are not not not doing a New-Year's Eve party this year and I was actually here to enforce that decision this year.  I am tired, tired, tired this year, and I don't feel like spending three days effort for a party.    Some people are angry, some are upset, some disapointed at my decision. So sue me!  Oh, and I would like to add, if you have never invited me into your home for so much as a cup of coffee or a stick of gum, then making social demands of me is a BIT MUCH dontchathink?  Anyway.

Karma steps in.  Buddy (wild dog of the woodland if you read that entry)  <--[Linky if you didn't]  has been coughing for the last two weeks.  He is old, beginning of heart failure or build up from torn-up shop rags, we suspected.  Took the old man to the vet today.  Neither of the above.  Preliminary diagnosis?  A vaccination resistant strain of Kennel Cough, possibly the form of canine flu related to one that has existed in horses for decades and the same one that killed hundreds of greyhounds last year.

Mystery as to how he acquired it, but that is the dangerous part of this canine illness.  Untreated, horribly fatal, treated -- better odds but no guarantees.  Buddy and I came back from the vet loaded down with antibiotics, cough suppressants and hope.

Back to Karma.  Regardless of how disappointed or pissed people are with me because I am not throwing a party, I believe that they will feel a whole lot better knowing that while missing a party, they will not be exposing their beloved canine companions to a horribly contagious and potentially deadly disease.

The Karma Train runs in a circle.

 

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Three Words ...

Chocolate Fondue Fountain.

Huge hit at Christmas dinner.  Huge!

I almost did an audio entry about it from my local Kroger (grocery store), the dilemma, buy - not buy.  Looked at it for a month before I said to myself "what the heck?"

Strawberries, cut-up angel food cake, marshmallows for dippers.

Fountain of warm chocolate.  Oh, Yah!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

People that I just hate.

TV people all of them.  First, those two old English ladies that go snooping about checking on the cleanliness of (women's) houses. Second,  that head crabby guy on American Chopper.

Ok, there was more, sigh, but I am over it now.

Thanks David!  You are a true cheerer-upper!

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Christmas-y Entry

...   Real Journal   <----  Click to go to my Christmas-y Entry  Ok, "The Night Before Christmas" with some pictures.    Will work on an animated something with snow falling or ...  for a later entry.

Sunday, December 4, 2005

Saturday, December 3, 2005

Great Free Material

It occurred to me this afternoon that the Bill Blather that appeared in Joe's journal could be a great source of material.  No effort journal entries!

Properly noted and attributed; it falls under fair use. I could write a months worth of pretend entries for this journal from just that one letter.  I might.

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"Folks,

[yammer, yammer,yammer] ....

 Thank you for putting this bump in the road in your rearview mirror. We're excited about moving on as well.

[...  yammer, yammer, yammer]

Bill Schreiner, VP AOL Community Programming."

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I have not left J-land, and noteworthy is the fact that the bump in the road may be in my rear view mirror, but I perform a goodly amount of my driving in reverse gear, pushing a tanker filled with thousands of gallons of liquid compost.  Don't get all excited just yet.

More Blah Blah Blah

I started this with the intention of spending time, explaining where and how AOL corporate's thinking went astray.  Then I realized that they do know they do understand. 

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The understanding was that a couple dozen people (I was late to the party, so I just get to stand at the fringes) donated an astonishing amount of time, effort and energy building the journals community and it turned out to be a truly marketable product, so they sold it. End of story.

Further thinking; it is a real bummer that the people that made Journals marketable are upset.  But even if they go elsewhere, there will be a new batch of folk who will continue to provide free content to journals, so they don't have to care.

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Got it!  Thanks AOL! 

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"Some of you are convinced that the addition of ads destroys that experience.  I am less certain of that."-  Mr. Corporate AOL

Oh, hey!  As you clearly believe that you can think and feel for me, go ahead and write my journal entries for me too willya?

Meanwhile,   my real journal is located here ...   Real Journal