Nilknarf News

I went to bed at 21:30 last night, and slept 12 good hours. What a waste of time sleeping is... and how wonderful!

I finally found the e-mail from Taylor Scales this morning; I'd been looking for it for the last two weeks. About a year ago, we bought a Taylor scale, and then one fine day, Drew decided that jumping up and down on the scale was fun. I discovered this when I went in the next morning and found that I weighed 27 pounds....

Anyway, I wrote to Taylor, asking if there was a way to recover the scale, and they said no, don't mess with it, just send it back and we'll fix it. That was in January, and I procrastinated... heh, imagine me doing that!

So, a coupla weeks ago, Karen told me that our cheap scale was off by at least ten pounds. Well, dammit, then. I'm not 215, I'm closer to 230. Which means that at my fattest, I was 265, not 255. And she bought another cheap scale for $5, and gave me the impetus to try to find the e-mail with the address. And I've got over 4,000 e-mails that I've saved, and I couldn't remember the time frame at all, so I couldn't find it.

So finally, I have the address, and Karen will send it off tomorrow or the next day.

And went we get it back, in 2-3 weeks, Drew better not touch it.

I'm in the process of cleaning my desk off... I can see the top, anyways, but there is much progress to be made. Right now, the Chief's game is at half-time, so all that I'm gonna get done here is writing this, I've still go a coupla hours left of work to do here. I'm gonna put the amp from the living room in here and hook the computer up to it, we never use it in there any more anyway, and once we get the living room put together we're gonna buy a cheap 6.1 system for the TV that'll play MP3s and DVDs and CDs.

20:00...
The spider sat there in the dark. He had no concept of dark and light, it was all the same to him.

He was waiting for some sensory input to determine his next move. Right, left, forwards, backwards... he was waiting.

Waiting for some food, waiting for some sign that he should build a web, build a nest. He had no idea that a giant was going to come along. No concept of giants had he.

He had chosen a bad place. There were giants around, but he couldn't see them, or feel their footsteps.

He sat, and waited.

And the giant picked up a half-smoked cigar that was laying next to the spider, and lit it.

The spider didn't react.

His world didn't contain giants, and therefore all giant action was completely ignored.

The giant paused, and reflected on the plight of the spider.

For the spider didn't know... giants. And the spider didn't know... seasons.

The spider knew food. And reproduction.

The spider didn't know that it would soon be cold, cold enough to burst his tiny cells, cold enough to chill the life out of his tiny body.

The spider knew food. And reproduction.

The spider had fed well this summer, and reproduced prolifically. His spawn were spread for miles on their thin thready parachutes.

The giant held his flame close to the spider. The spider didn't know what this light and heat were, but he thought that it was time to move, and he did.

So, the Chiefs won. Four and oh, baby!

Since then, I've been working on Jody's website, and I've got the photo gallery done and the first CD and the bio, and I'm gonna take a break from that, it seems that I've been hassling with Photoshop and ThumbsPlus all night already.

Early week this next week, so I need to move my bedtime and my alarm clock up an hour... but I do so love getting off at 15:30!

And we have been having some beautiful weather lately. Love it love it love it!