Gorgeous sunrise on the way to work this morning. Four periods a year I get the sunrise in my face on the way to work; it will be there for a week or two then DST changes and I get it again for a couple of weeks. Sadly, there's no good place to stop and get a good photo of some of the sunrises I see and this morning I really wanted to.
The organizers of the 2012 US Grand Prix in Austin, TX have missed their (admittedly self-imposed) deadline for submitting their circuit plan to the FIA. Does this portend another US F1 debacle? Only time will tell.
Terry Pratchett's latest Tiffany Aching book, title above, is out. I've reread the first two, The Wee Free Men and A Hat Full Of Sky and am currently rereading the third, Wintersmith. I've also read every other book Sir Terry has published and own a copy of most.
While the US is ahead right now in the Cup, in today's matches the Eurotrash is kicking our collective ass.
Yeah, I could rotate each photo before I post, and maybe someday I will.
TGIFP (Thank Gods It's Friday Payday)
Gods I wish people would just say what they need to say without all the extraneous bullshit. Brevity and clear thinking are virtues.
One of my favorite shows on public radio. And SW Airlines buying AirTran could make things interesting at a lot of airports in the southeast and east.
Off to my meeting.
And I'm headed out to play in traffic. Little break in the precipitation right now, will be nice if it holds.
Two out of three ain't bad. I never smoked but I appreciate good whiskey and have known a few wild women. And I am a bit crazy; good thing I didn't do all three or I might be insane.
I'm listening to an old Savage Love podcast where he is referring to his imaginary vagina while answering a question about vigorous fisting and an IUD. Hard to explain to cow-orkers why I'm laughing.
On another 12-day stretch of work. But the overtime pay almost makes it worth it.
On another note, another group of stupid teens near here has been hospitalized after taking prescription drugs one of them brought in. I know for a fact *I* wasn't that fucking dumb at that age. Help, I didn't even try pot until I was at Nuke School; and haven't smoked it since.
Some managers seem to need to justify their existence by creating make-work. I'm writing a permit for a once a year event that doesn't need a permit for what they are doing, but MS wants them to have one.
Oh well, it all pays the same; whether I'm doing something useful or busy work.
I apparently got a bad carnitas bake at the Costco snack bar Saturday and started feeling bad Sat evening. By yesterday morning I was feeling really crappy with multiple trips to the shitter (sadly sans phone.) Still not feeling great today.
Apparently, Blizzard is getting us ready for the next expansion for World of Warcraft. This week there have been two big patch downloads; one 1.6 gb and the other 4 gb. Must suck for those in slow connections.
Considering how I felt yesterday, that's an accomplishment. And, since it's all I have planned for the day, I can feel good about it.
The Storm won this year's WNBA title and had their celebration parade in the rain last evening. Good thing flannel keeps you warm, there were more lesbians per square foot than anywhere outside a Dykes on Bikes convention.
I'm exhausted. All this work taking down trees, cutting them up, loading them and other crap into the dumpster is doing me in. It'll be finished soon though; one pile of pallets and brush left to load then removing the fiberglass roofing from the porch and throwing it in. I might finish tonight, if not I'll finish tomorrow.
The basic class rule set for the 2013 America's Cup regatta has been released. The class is called AC72 and will be 72' catamarans with 131' wing sails. These critters will be fast, but personally I'm going to miss the monohulls.
It has to be, "I was only trying to help." One usually only hears that when trying to fix something that someone who really shouldn't have been fucking with it has made the problem worse.
When it's really good it'll make your toes curl; when it's bad, well, it's still better than none.
Mrs Bristol and her family thrive on the shit. And it annoys the utter fuck out if me. There are things that almost require wailing and gnashing; one sister died while driving drunk, other sister committed suicide (or was murdered - part of the drama), niece and family went through Katrina. Other things, at least to me, are just stupid; like arguing over who was at some family function back in the 80s.
It doesn't help that her mom is a long-term alcoholic and neither one of them is willing to let the other be right and "win".
