10/14
Back home from work... network was extra bonus fubarred today, plus the profiles were all rewritten again. I hope that this is the last time... Poor Sappho came in early and was still harried by the general populace to "fixitfixitfixit". I left her alone today, as I had plenty of work to do myself.... Island Boy's work isn't hard, but it's certainly an addition to my current load. I'll be happier once I can return to my own projects and concerns.

Going to make some english muffin pizzas for supper... easy and quick, plus, they're tasty!

I hope everyone had a nice birthday / unbirthday / indigenous people's day / Chinese discovery day / Leif Erickson Day / Columbus Day / Thanksgiving / Monday Mine was good, but busy. I barely tasted lunch, and I ate it at about 3:30. My Senses narrow when I'm focusing...a degree of tunnel vision.

Newt's certainly delighted that I'm home! He’s all nuzzy and purry. :)

According to the GPS... When I'm at "casual touring" speed, I bike at ~8.5 mph. when I'm in boogie-crank mode, I go at ~14.4... not much different... but I go about 4x my walking speed on wheels.

Know what? I'm glad they've never made a "Beetlejuice II" movie, Though I quite like the movie and Spun off Cartoon.

Hmm... Found a fun little time-sucker called I Used To Believe.com. It's a collection of all those childhood ideas we once thought were true. You can add your own. :) Looks like a lot of kids had boogie men in the potty.

Random Scotto Factoid - Something I believed as a child... right around 4th grade or so. I formed a theory on how we die... we're born with an exactly even balance of fortune... when the doctor smacks us into life. That’s a little bad luck to get us rolling... after that, good and bad stuff come in spurts, and we die when it's exactly even again. I tried to figure out what some balances were...losing your last pocket change in a soda machine balances vs. finding $.50 on the ground... the trick would be to find $.51... then you're ahead. The pendulum goes back and forth like that until the debt / credit balance is returned to zero. I no longer believe it, but still think it's a pretty nifty idea.

A point of interest for my sweetheart.... A new study suggests people with naturally red hair need about 20 percent more anesthesia than patients with other hair colors.

Dan and I were just talking on the phone, and composed a lovely entry into the moon pie contest.

Our collaboration was limited to only 100 words per entry, though... so our story had to cut out Rufus the albino green-eyed Asian boy, and his eventual end at the home for the incontinent and criminally insane after blessing the flotilla feast. Also Cut was Barney, and his forest-splitting staccato flatulence. I'll have to add them to a different, future entry.

It was a lot of fun though... we broke into laughter a few times.


They nestled safetly on top of Scott's backpack in the center of our boyscout canoe. We entered a calm, broad stretch of river. Dan decided this would be the perfect place for a moonpie feast.

We tied our canoes together, forming a flotila. Hank did the blessing. Then we ate.

Those were the best-tasting, moon-piesiest moon pies ever.

Maybe it was our long journey that made them taste so good.
Or perhaps it was knowing there were no parents within forty miles.

One day our sons will canoe down that river, and celebrate life with a moon pie river feast.