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I am a Kottke.org Micropatron

I just contributed to a pledge drive.

See, a couple of weeks ago, Jason Kottke announced his decision to blog full-time. To that, I say Right On. Don’t let The Man get you down.

Or, to be a little more grown-up about it: I really respect his decision, and I’m willing to put my money where my mouse is. I wish that everyone could quit their tedious paying-the-bills crap job and make a living doing what they love—or what they feel is important. It’s not feasible or viable for everyone, though; so, when someone makes that entrepreneurial leap into an untested enterprise (but one that makes sense), I’m all for it.

And, hell, if you donate 30 bucks, you have a chance of winning a prize. 🙂

But then I got to thinking… I’ve read Dooce for much longer than I’ve read kottke.org. And she asked for donations a while back, too, although she didn’t offer prizes or anything. So, I went and donated 30 bucks to her, too.

My blog karma is now clear. I feel better about myself.

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Amusing Forward

Here’s yet another one I received at work:

Two married buddies are out drinking one night when one turns to the other and says, “You know, I don’t know what else to do. Whenever I go home after we’ve been out drinking, I turn the headlights off before I get to the driveway. I shut off the engine and coast into the garage. I take my shoes off before I go into the house, I sneak up the stairs, get undressed in the bathroom, stick my foot in the toilet and pee down my leg to prevent splashing sounds. I ease into bed and my wife STILL wakes up and yells at me for staying out so late!”

His buddy looks at him and says, “Well, you’re obviously taking the wrong approach. I screech into the driveway, slam the door, storm up the steps, throw my shoes in the closet, jump into bed, slap her on the ass and shout, ‘WHO’S HORNY’…” and she acts like she is asleep every time.”

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Guilty Pleasures

Um… I’m kind of embarrassed to admit this, but…

For the past couple of days, I’ve been on a Barry Manilow kick. o.O

I only wish I could find the original Barry Manilow Greatest Hits album in mp3. I downloaded the Greatest Hits Platinum Collection, but it’s not the same. Most of the tunes are his 80’s songs and remakes of his older hits, not the original 70’s tunes I played over and over on my cassette player during that one summer when I was thirteen. (Gotta love double-album-length cassettes. That tape I once scammed from my Mom had is now apparently available on CD as Volumes 1 and 2, with a bonus track on each.)

Is it any wonder that I was a social reject? 😛

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Excited? Or Manic?

I feel excited today, like I have lots of fun projects to look forward to later tonight. Since I figured out how to make the sewing machine go last night, I have lots of ideas of stuff to experiment with and practice, to prepare myself for making a fursuit and fleece hats and such. Half a dozen people in the office have commented on the tealight sampler that Holly bought from me, asking me what all I sell and how much candles cost, so I?m all geeked to try some more scents and add a PayPal shopping cart to my candle website and post photos of my available containers and all that. And on top of all that, I still have some updates to add to the LakeShoremen website, in addition to doing some preliminary designs and critiquing other corps? websites for design ideas. Oh, and I need to practice my mellophone and do some exercise (which I?ve been neglecting for the past week or so, due to various issues).

Now, if I can only maintain this excitement through the work day and make it carry over to this evening…

Update, 12:44pm: Still happy, even after a 10-minute nap during my lunch break (which always has the potential to make me groggy). The blue sky an fluffy white clouds are exciting me now, even though I know it?s still friggin? cold outside. I?m rarely genuinely happy like this, so I?m kind of basking in it while it lasts. Usually I?m depressed for no good reason?being happy for no good reason is a pleasant change.

Update, 2:59pm: The sun is beaming into the window by my cubicle, casting neat highlights and shadows on the budding geraniums in the windowsill. I?m still in a good mood, but not quite as much as I was. Now I?m just anxious to get home, and I know I still have two hours to go.

Update, 8:43pm: Not enough hours in the day. Not enough energy in the Diana. Made a yummy dinner of garlic-ginger chicken with low-carb linguine (yes, my own concoction), then updated the LSM site. Now I’m tired and don’t want to do anything constructive. Now, even though I’m excited inside, I can’t get enough oomph to fire up the sewing machine and make… nothing, yet, except strange patterns of stitching on practice material. Maybe once I chill for a while and eat a low-carb fudgie bar and find a new book to read, I’ll be interested in sewing some more.

Ah, intentions… *sigh*