Because I had to

Once you see it, you will also know why.



-nn

happenstance

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Originally uploaded by no_niche.

We went to the grand canyon (and it really was) recently and, like just about everyone else wound up taking millions of pictures of rocks, trees, and really big ditches. Having finally had some time to review the gaggle of pics, you are always bound to find something unexpected. Our find was the person sitting on the ledge WAY out from the "edge".
Note this was just three days after someone had perished from falling into the canyon.
-nn

I am not normally one who relies on sophomoric humor. The setups are transparent, characters predictable, and every punchline will somehow find its way to bring up sex, the size of your penis, or an attractive girl's virtues.
So I am unable to explain away the following:


Topical, a taste of lesbianism, and an attractive girl in her underwear speaking as an authority. Really, what's not to like? Not much...
-nn

So returns the lust

You just cannot imagine the wellspring of emotion experienced when I ran across this item. I was like a twelve year school girl realizing my middle school crush was going to show up unexpectedly at my door. Yes, it was exactly like that.
This shirt will actively display the signal strength of any wifi spots in range. If I were the designer, I would take it a little further and add a scrolling led displaying the net names and which flavor of 802.11 the detected net is utilizing. New levels of geek love, let me tell you...
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On another note, the seventy pound mark for my weight loss still evades me like that last dill pickle at the bottom of the jar. After chasing that little mother with a single-minded abandon of a meth addict looking for a score before burning through my current stash, i still can't make that connection. And the current head of steam is starting to finally burn dry. I have been working hard to not pay attention to my waning enthusiasm (hell, it's been three years).
I went on a little bender after missing the mark at last weigh-in and starting looking to hook up with as many carbohydrate laden foods as possible. Good times.

-nn

The fires slow

The advancing flames are being held south of a reservoir, the winds have shifted, and there is more moisture in the air. All adding up to a less critical condition than previously reported. I am at work, after sending the women-folk up north to Disneyland for a much needed break.

The girls are on edge, being unable to attend school and on high-alert for the past two days are understandably tense. I would not be able to get any work done, being constantly concerned of their well-being, we concocted a plan to send them to Disneyland. Now that I am thinking about it, what a dumb plan! They get to go to Disneyland and I get to stay home? What the hell was I thinking?!

An interesting side note, when the girls were faced with filling their tubs with stuff they could take with them, the seven year old wanting to take her new, bright green, floor rug which reminds her of Tinkerbell. The three year old was fitfully trying to cram in every stuffed animal she owns. What kind of statement does it make when we cannot fit more than half her stuffed menagerie into a fifteen gallon tub? While the adults were concerned with computers, electronics, and pictures, the children were focused on the importance of their comfort items.

Lesson to be learned here.

-nn

Fire, fire everywhere

My "problem" of topic location has magically resolved itself. I find myself in the midst of the worst fire recorded in Southern California history. The work site is in an evacuation zone, so reporting is out of the question. Not that I would be able to, as the fire's front is a scant four miles away.
We spent a good part of the night preparing the girls for travel, each getting to pack a massive fifteen gallon tub with whatever they wanted, gassing the vehicles, assembling animal carriers, performing ad hoc backups to the file server (yes, we have a one, don't you?), and general "let-s-get-the-hell-out-of-here" activities. Checked out the flashlights, sorted out some "traveling" tools into a bag, gathered food for humans and animals, made sure the gas wrench was to be found, rounded up the extra electronic chargers, and threw in a power strip for good measure. We consider ourselves pretty self-contained, but like all plans, we will not know until we actually enact the plan.
Hopefully, we will not need to do that. But, as life is so wont to do, it is the unexpected that tests one's mettle.

kack! gag. urgle...

This is me on my inability to post with any regularity. May I be damned into the lowest bowels of Hell (somewhere on the ninth circle). On the other hand, my bowel movements are like clockwork, displaying to the attentive, there are aspects of my life that can be regulated.
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Excuses:

• just cleared three weeks of back-to-back releases across three platforms
• caught a cold
• went on a five day high-speed vacation through Arizona (with the cold)
  
• intense class requirements for a psych course (two papers for about 4500 words total)

I offer this recently uncovered nugget in exchange for absolution.

I found myself squirming in perfect embarrassment for this poor girl The clothes, the music, the hackneyed dance routine. Who would trick this poor soul into using a b flat trumpet for an impromptu blaster? How could she believe them?
How about the blending of Star Wars, Dance, and Charlie Chaplin? In whose mind (or planet) do these three things find a commonality? No where near mine I hope...

-nn