Want to know what good things spring to mind when I think of you? I came back here for one reason only and that is the people here. The spilling my guts thing I can do with a notepad. So, since I took advantage of a friend or two, I offer you the opportunity for a little ego stroking.

It will have to wait, though, so be forewarned. Today is crazy.

Neil grew up on his grandparents' dairy farm, and perhaps not surprisingly for a farmboy, he has a number of little scars. I will often ask about this or that edge of raised skin, believing it to be new though he swears he's always had it. He avoids the subject, claims he can't remember how most of them were obtained. (I have perhaps a half-dozen ( Read more... )

I would like to explain a couple of things to my co-workers in HQ. First, while one can leave a voice mail message asking that a call be returned "at your earliest convenience," it is not appropriate to leave an outgoing voicemail message asking people to leave their information so that you can respond to them "at my earliest convenience." And ( Read more... )

One nice thing about winter ( Read more... )

I only have a couple of minutes, so here's a highlight ( Read more... )

How much do people change as adults? A friend of mine was just venting to me because he was talking w/ his ex-girlfriend (a long-term girlfriend, but ex- as of 8 years ago) and she made some fairly negative assumptions about his character. When he defended himself, she said, “people don’t change that much once they’re adults.” The funny thing is - ( Read more... )

This is what I want for Valentine’s Day - I want a party where we all drink delicious champagne (I have a lovely one that’s even “pink” - 100% pinot noir, baby!) I want a table full of lace, construction paper, stickers and glitter and the like, and I want everyone to make valentines. Furthermore, I want my friends to want to make valentines, not ( Read more... )

I have some excuses for this absence - crazy work, houseguests, and some personal difficulties among a couple of friends. I may talk about all of that at some point. Right now I just want to comment on the things that have recently made me feel like a moron ( Read more... )

I am not dead. Or maimed, or otherwise unable to operate my fingers. I offer a huge mea culpa to all the folks who have worried about me. Dear smille actually called me up, and I just got a note from wendywoowho as well ( Read more... )

My mom just sent me an email about how HIV positive folks in FL are infecting others by putting needles on gas pumps ( Read more... )