I'm a worrier. I worry about one thing or another every single day.

Frankly I wish I could snap my fingers and just STOP. Worrying interferes with my quality of life. And I value a high quality of life, so why do I fret so much?

It makes me tired.

Oh, and I would like to stop being in pain every day. That would be outstanding.

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Here, we have James Earl Jones, reciting the entire alphabet. Slowly.

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Not geeky enough for you? Fine - here he recites pi.

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I need a word that means "can be animated" (like as a cartoon, by an animator) that isn't animatable.

Even if that is an industry word, I don't like the way it looks in print.

Help?

So here's a silly question ( Read more... )

It's amazing how much more I enjoy life when I'm not spending the majority of it in front of a computer. :-)

I went to the Russian market to get a nice dinner for Darrell and me tonight. Called ahead on their amazing cabbage rolls, and added a spicy beet salad, two farmer's cheese pancakes (made fresh today), a bottle of kefir for myself, and a batch of thick sour cream.

And what did I say to the owner as I left?

"¡Спасибо, Señor!"

Figures.

I was around 18 years old when my brother, Rick, took me with him on a business trip to Washington D.C. for my first time. While there, one of my major goals was to see the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall, and so we went together. It was a crisp early winter weekday as we walked across a stretch of green, hands stuffed into our overcoats. Tiny ( Read more... )

Since the long Fourth of July weekend, I just haven't been able to breathe. Lots of work (extra heaps more than usual), lots of catching up with people, some troubles (really bone-headed moves on my part), and lots of accommodating and helping, but good things are afoot ( Read more... )

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