Reflections in the Dragon's Eye: A Journal

Last year: Well, I'm about twenty minutes late for work today, but I've voted. Now I'm entitled to bitch about the "gummint" and those fools who run it.

I finally got around to pulling up the pictures I took at K.T.'s Hallowe'en party.

I should have made the buttons darker. I was a cell phone... And you can't see it, because the spider balloon (which I thought was just a hoot) is in the way, but I even have a little antenna, that - if the batteries hadn't died - would light up.

Matt's brilliant disguise: a false mustache. He didn't wear it for very long, though... Though several decorations spent part of the evening mustachio'ed.

Meow.

This is my new favorite shirt. I liked it so much, I bought three of them - blue, teal, and purple.

There wasn't much to the party - the five of us just sitting around chatting, mostly, which is why I don't have any more pictures. (Well, I have about half a dozen pictures of K.T.'s kitten attacking the string dangling from the spider balloon, but I'm sure you're just as happy I'm not posting those.

I could tell you about how I had the new Internet Access Management accounts explained to me yesterday, and the official reason for them, and how I now think they're even more idiotic than I did yesterday. But that would just make me angry. So now you've heard all you really need to know about it. (Oh, and that I should still have normal FTP access, so this journal will continue uninterrupted.)

I could tell you about the flurry of pointless e-mail that made the rounds in the company yesterday, and discuss whether the people sending the mail were stupid for not checking the "To" address, or whether the original sender was stupid for not changing the "Reply-To" address. But then... that's probably more than you wanted to know already.

I could tell you about how the Virginia Supreme Court has struck a law from the books which makes cross-burning illegal, on free speech grounds - and my reaction to the discussion on the radio this morning, but I'd just wind up ranting again. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Legislated censorship is wrong. It is not the place of our government to decide for us what we should and shouldn't see or hear or read. Period. And so I think that striking down that law was a good thing - though I will exercise my freedom of speech to say that the people who feel the need to burn a cross - or anything else, for that matter - to get their point across are obviously suffering from a severe lack of imagination and intellect.

And those are the things that are floating around in my brain this morning, along with some idle pondering about work, and the things I'm going to do this evening after work (like can the salsa I made, for instance) and so forth.

And now, I'm going to go find the damned thermostat and turn it up a few degrees before my fingers turn purple, and have my breakfast.

Word of the Day:
maunder - 1: to wander slowly and idly; 2: to speak indistinctly or disconnectedly

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