So: re: xkcd: who is the guy in the hat supposed to be?
Sounds like Miracleman to me.
No, just your basic embodiment of evil.
Definitely MM, thn.
Hazelnut, my favorite, is going to be gone. I am stashing packets in my desk. I don't even drink their coffee everyday, but I am going to be very unhappy that their is free cofee available, but none I want.
eh, you'd probably be better off just investing in some hazelnut syrup and adding a slug to your regular coffee.
weekend - low-key
tonight - choose somthing for brother's birthday/chill at home
Sat - karate/mac goes to playdate/I go to Dr & then maybe a pedi/hopefully move a pile of things to the basement storage room
Sun - church/lunch with brother/mac to hang with brother/me hopefully to get diawhatever earth & a trip to TJs
I always hesitate to participate in the Challenger discussions because it's deeply personal to me. I did see it happen, on television at my school. But my cousin's family were there, watching it live. Because my family knows Ellison Onizuka, who is from Kaelakekua. My mom went to school at Konawaena with his sister.
I was in instant denial. It must have been another shuttle launch, one that my cousin was not at. There must have been two scheduled that day, and this must have been the one that did not have the first Asian American in space on board.
But of course it wasn't, and the subsequent grade school joking to deal with trauma was deeply upsetting to me. Still is upsetting. Ellison was a really great human being, one who made a real difference in his community.
Once he dug a pit in his commander's backyard so he could make kalua pig for everybody, cooked the proper way, over coals underground.
Anyway, it's part of our American history, something we all remember. My uncle's photos are amazing, too. He just kept shooting; you can see it all unfold.
It's who we were and we were there.
electrical speedo
Worst. Swimwear. Ever.
No, that would be the Speedo made of poison ivy. Or else the combination Speedo/candiru house.
Ellison was a really great human being, one who made a real difference in his community.
I remember reading some biographical articles on him after the crash, and he seemed like a terrific guy. I loved that the Star Trek:TNG people named one of the Enterprise's shuttles after him.
Worst. Swimwear. Ever
MM beat me to it.
I was working at a press clipping company, and I went past one of the office staff and saw her TV showing an odd ball of smoke with two smaller trails going off. "What's that?" I asked. "The shuttle blew up," she said.
Huh. We were just talking about mountain lion attacks....
Man Says He Used Chainsaw to Fight Starving Mountain Lion
CODY, Wyoming — A Colorado man used a chain saw to fight off an apparently starving mountain lion that attacked him during a camping trip in northwestern Wyoming with his wife and two toddlers.
Dustin Britton, a 32-year-old mechanic and ex-Marine from Windsor, Colo., said he was alone cutting firewood about 100 feet from his campsite in the Shoshone National Forest when he saw the 100-pound lion staring at him from some bushes.
The 6-foot-tall, 170-pound Britton said he raised his 18-inch chain saw and met the lion head-on as it pounced — a collision he described as feeling like a grown man running directly into him.
"It batted me three or four times with its front paws and as quick as I hit it with that saw it just turned away," he said in a telephone interview with The Associated Press.
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The wounded animal retreated after Britton inflicted a six- to eight-inch gash on the lion's shoulder, leaving him with only a small puncture wound on his forearm.
"You would think if you hit an animal with a chain saw it would dig right in," he said. "I might as well have hit it with a hockey stick."
The mountain lion was shot and killed Monday after it attacked a dog brought in to track the animal, which was 4 to 5 years old. Authorities say it was in poor physical condition and appeared to be starving.
Weekend: I am going away with my sister and my nephew on a trip that was supposed to be a weekend at a cottage, but now is a weekend in a resort. I am kind of dreading it, because my sister has booked us in one-bedroom suite, and she is a notorious and bad-tempered light sleeper. However, I am trying to remain positive.
It's definitely Monday-ish here. My stepdad's father is in the ICU with double pneumonia, and apparently his condition is pretty bad right now. My mom told me they don't think he'll live.
And the thing about my mom's statement is, (1) she's melodramatic; (2) I don't know who she means when she says "they" -- the doctors? stepdad's family?, (3) if she means stepdad's family says he won't live, is that their fear, did they understand the doctors correctly?, and (4) I want her to be wrong.
When I talked to her a little bit ago, she was printing out living will and power of attorney stuff (because my stepdad asked her to) and getting ready to go to the hospital. So, she might not be wrong.
And my stepdad's father is 74 or 75, so normal life expectancy. And nobody gets off this planet alive. But it's still upsetting.