Ugh, Strega!

Go, bon bon! I keep meaning to go to that.

Yikes, Sophia, good luck.

You know something? Cats can be real fuckers. Lucy caught a cat crossing the yard a little while ago. (Caught as in "Ah ha! A cat! I think I shall go crazy and bark at her," not actually caught.) So I have to go outside and calm her down and drag her away from the stairs and the cat is frozen in place...until I do get the dog off the ledge at which point the cat decides "you know what? I think I will lie down and relax right here where I can keep that dog in a state of maximum frenzy." Finally the dog had to come inside altogether. Smoooth, Mr. Kitteh. Very smooth.

Curmudgeon?

Good choice. Either wizened or serene are possible.

Yay bon bon!

Boo psycho-con-artists!

Ugh, Sophia. Much better day job ~ma.

I'd hope zen comes after bitter, ita. But I don't know that it's true. I think maybe resigned.

Psycho-con-artists are no good. I got conned when I was in the Bay Area but good and the woman kept coming back. It scared the beejesus out of me and I just let the dog bark like crazy when she came to the door and hid in my apartment.

I ended up going home at 4:00 yesterday, still really dizzy and a little stressed about driving home with said lightheadedness. I then slept in bed for a solid hour, transferred to my couch to watch tv which I then managed to sleep through, and then went to bed at 11:00. That's when I finally took my temperature--100.5.

I guess I was sick!! The fever broke overnight and is now down to about 99.3, so I'm doing laundry and will head into work in a few hours.

I need my coworker to come in so I can bum a dollar off her to buy a Coke. The Cokes I was planning to bring from home are sitting in my kitchen.

Unless any of you guys wants to lend me a dollar.

I have a virtual dollar, but i think that will only get you a virtual coke. so...not all that satisfying.

Go Bon! I wish there was good bar trivia around here.

Meara, maybe there's a beanstalk growing.

I am damned by my own success. I got kudos for a document I created last week, and my boss just threw something else on my lap. My plate is already full dude.

Today is Monday for me. I am not awake. I need more coffee. I need a clue.

You know something? Cats can be real fuckers.

My brother's dog is a cat chaser and all the neighborhood cats will come and taunt him by sitting about a foot away from the end of the reach of his leash. It makes him crazy.

hyper-cavitating torpedoes

Umm, basically rocket torpedoes. When the torp is fired, it emits a tiny amount of gas, forming a bubble around the torp, letting it's internal rocket fire. The bubble stays with the torpedo as it moves, being replensished by onboard supplies. Since the torpedo needs to carry both gas for the bubble and fuel for the rocket, it's range is limited in comparison to standard torpedoes, but it is very, very fast. I think the Russians had one back in the 90s, but there are all sort of design challenges, especially maintaining the bubble when you try to steer the torp. Plus, it is not exactly a subtle weapon, since anyone that sticks their head into the water can hear it, never mind a ship with a half-decent sonar rig.