I have Quirks #2 When I was young I could not bring myself to say the word lips. I could refer to my mouth but for some reason I just thought the word lips sounded dirty. I'm proud to report that I've grown out of that phase and proudly include the formerly oppressed word in my daily vocabulary. Now I need to get over my hangup with the word work.

Had a funky dream last night about going back to my high school graduation and talking to people. Knowing everything I know now, telling them I was "back from the future" and they believed me unquestioningly. I'm having trouble articulating some of the things that happened, I know they have a deeper meaning but when I write them out they don't look that way. Maybe this is one of those that you just keep to yourself.

Had a great hike last night in Green Mountain Park. Took the long route and ended up in the middle of a herd of mule deer doing their nightly regathering after grazing all afternoon. I first came across three does who didn't run, just stood there and watched me move along the trail. Then I went back into a wide canyon and began climbing up to the ridgeline. Three or four does and a young buck watched me, intently, but didn't run until I came within a hundred or so feet. Along the ridgeline there were more, probably ten or twelve. I crossed the "summit" and began down the other side, the light fading when I came across the bulk of the herd. I was walking down another ridge, parallel to the previous one when I saw big-daddy and a bunch of does. They were coming from my left, two or thee at a time. I stopped and watched the ones that had gone downhill already not realizing that more were coming up behind me. I looked both left and right and there were deer watching me from about fifty yards. Pretty domesticized if they're that close. Got my butt off the mountain as the light was just about gone. Pics to come soon (had a disposable rather than my digital on this trip, needed to finish off the roll).

Speaking of ouch. My neck! I crashed into a little evil weasel at Winter Park on Sunday who decided that stopping in the middle of the run, right in front of me, would be cool. I power tackled the litte rodent, carrying him in my arms so his head didn't smack the snow...but mine did. I asked him "are you all right?" he replied with "yeah, I'm ok, that was kind of fun actually"....after hearing my neck pop I didn't think it was that fun. Lesson kids...when you're going to stop, don't stop in traffic...unless it's on I-25.

Saw something awesome on the drive home though..wish we'd gotten a picture...there was a herd of Bighorn Sheep (one ram and a couple of ewes) standing on the side of the road as were were driving down toward I-70. Not my first Bighorn sighting but certainly the closest.

OUCH


. Not for the squeamish...must have real player.

m@

The crow is exceptional this evening, my compliments to the chef.

I hosed the settings on my router and blamed @home. It was their fault to begin with, they were down when I got home from work. They fixed their end while I screwed up mine...I continued to blame them, spent an hour on the phone with them, the tech wanted to go over my settings on my computer with me--which is totally useless since I've had the thing working for months in this apartment. On a whim I decided to check the router settings anyway--yup, I mucked it up.

I could care less about Jesse Jackson fathering a child out of wedlock, I really could. I care about the child of course...but in the grand scheme of things who gives a fly flip about this kind of thing?

Blackouts in California, on the other hand, are interesting. Welcome to the third world amigos...see, this is what happens when you don't pay your bills--on a grand scale. All in all it sound like a grand excuse for a block party. I remember blackouts when I was growing up, usually during thunderstorms. The power would go out and everyone would end up on their front porches (yes, I come from a place where 99% of the houses have a real front porch where you can sit and everything). I miss that...other things I don't miss so much.

I have Quirks #1 When in a whimsical mood I spout things like "henceforth I wish to be known as..." and then throw out the most outrageous name I can think of. "Henceforth I wish to be known as Horatio Algernon Sputtersborne". I think it comes from Monty Python (Life of Brian)..."From now on, I want you all to call me Loretta", now please write your congressman and support my right, as a man, to have babies.

Heard Johnny Cash cover U2's "One" this morning on the radio. At first listen you're thinking "what the..." but after a few minutes you realized that his voice and style is PERFECT For this song. If you have RealPlayer you can hear a snippet on Amazon. You know, Bono and Johnny aren't that much different when you think about it. Also some Tom Petty covers...it's on my wish list now.

This is fun...it's snowing like a mutha.

I'm converting all my blogs over to a vanilla default template from Blogger....tired of the old design and too lazy to create a new one....IT'S ALL ABOUT THE WORDS damnit.

Snowed last night to beat the band...and still coming down today (some say it may even get worse). Is it more or less of a storm if there's not much advanced warning? That was the conversation the DJ and the Newscaster were having on KBCO this morning. I think it's more of a storm--and this one certainly is. I cleared of Leslie's car first (yes, I'm sweet, love me more) and then mine this morning. There must have been 8 or 9 inches.

what he said, only double

Watched High Fidelity over the weekend with Leslie. The characters in the movie had a level of anal-retentiveness about music that I have about the Beats. It also gives the kind of incentive to rehash bad, old relationships that I really don't need at this point in my life. Therefore, I liked it.

Memo to All:

The next time someone schedules a weekend I simly MUST have more notice. Weekends sneaking up on us like this will simply not be tolerated. Whomever is responsible for this should consider themselves sacked.

That is all.

How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree?

I've always wanted to combine two icons from my teenage years. The pamplets in the high school guidance counselor's office, ones with titles like "So You Want to Be a Firefighter" and "So You Want to be a Forest Ranger" with similar pamphlets in the School Nurses Office, winners like "I am Johnny's Liver" and "I am Susie's Appendix"....my titles would be "So You Want to Be Johnny's Colon" and "I am Susie's Psychiatrist and Man is She Messed Up".

I don't know where it comes from, please don't ask.

Ahhhh, now I see. If you're getting this crap just create a new profile using the profile manager...thanks Neil.

So I installed Netscape 6 at work yesterday, worked fine...for a day. Fire it up this morning and nada, it crashes on start up. No amount of rebooting, reinstalling, incantations and/or small animal sacrifices will resurrect it. Anyone else dealing with "-214 does_not_exist"?

Meg and I are having a wonderful e-mail conversation about tea drinking...sharing a virtual mug (cuppa is not applicable here, I'm opposed to any quantity of tea that can be consumed in a gulp-and-a-half or less).

Also discussing the stigma placed on American male tea drinkers when in the company of the "real men drink strong black coffee" crowd. This may not be as prevalent as in the past--pre-Starbucks and the coffee revolution. I cannot imagine my father sitting around with his his fellow Drill Instructors at Camp Lejune during the Korean War drinking a non-fat latte. Both he and my mother were coffee drinkers but the kettle never wanted for a tea bag in our house.

I was born a tea drinker, it's in my blood, I consider it a birthright. I'll die one if I have my way. To paraphrase a group who believes strongly in their rights as well, "you can have my tea mug when you pry it from my cold, dead hands"

Welcome to Palavericious. I decided that I needed a "personal" blog so I wouldn't bore people who were just looking for Beat or Least Heat-Moon related stuff. My Geowhat blog will be a mix, but definitely geocaching related.