Look how you’ve made me feel!
H.o.p. art, 2007
H.o.p. has been angry with me. Oh, he lets me know in other ways. But this is how he REALLY lets me know. He draws pictures and brandishes them. “Look! Look! This is how you’ve made me feel!” Brought to you by Direct TV wars, as in, “No, you cannot watch television all day and night!”
H.o.p.’s cartoons are…articulate.
3:30 AM and been looking for reports on Honduras to see what’s going on there. Am worried about flooding. Am anxious for morning when I can learn if my sister has heard from her daughter who just moved down there in August to teach for a year. I fully expect her to be all right. But I was also hearing earlier that her area could receive anywhere between 8 and 24 inches of rain. (Update: Things are all right with my niece.)
It’s muggy. Color me disgruntled.
I have a sinus headache. Not unusual. Take some aspirin and it immediately starts to dissolve under my tongue before I’ve a chance to swallow. Color me disgruntled.
Should be writing but am instead working on yet another revision of my art site, never having been satisfied with anything I’ve come up with. This version’s a lot of work and will take a while. And I’m not fully satisfied with it either, but prefer it to previous incarnations. I’ll start loading it up in a couple of days if I make sufficient progress.
Friends of Marty’s were squelching death rumors today. Some years ago a musician with a name vaguely similar to his died and we went through this then. For some reason it was happening again today, connected with the same musician. How weird. No telling how this started. Of course, no one calls here to say, “Are you dead?” We learned because a musician friend called who was getting calls all morning. Color me disgruntled.
I joined Facebook because of several relatives who have joined Facebook who plan to share information that way. I don’t quite get it. Blogs look to me, frankly, like they’re more user friendly/efficient for both reading and posting information. The best I can tell about any preference for something like Facebook or Myspace is you can relate pieces of information on your doings and interests in snack chip sizes and end up being in an extended network with lots of people you don’t know. Anyway, the main reason I joined Facebook was for a relative who had joined, and I told them I’d joined and to add me as a friend as I couldn’t locate them (I guess privacy filter) so I got notification they added me as a friend and they STILL don’t show in my friends area and I still can’t find them to add them to my friends. I tend not to be stupid about stuff like this so I’m mystified, especially if Facebook is supposed to be preferable because of ease in use. Anyway, I currently have two friends. A fresh college-going nephew who’s now out of state and someone who I don’t know who must be a friend of theirs who likely saw I’d been added to my nephew’s friends list and decided to make me a friend of theirs. What’s the etiquette? Are you supposed to then make them a friend of yours? Didn’t they notice from my age that I’m not a teenager looking for college aged friends? Should I not have “friended” my nephew? Is that bad form of me? (I was mildly amused to note my nephew was interested in women but is looking for friends.) Again, anyway, I stared at the options page, as to what you can make public or private, and because I have nothing up there on me and don’t anticipate putting any information on Facebook (I’ve already got a blog and website, right?), I elected to leave it all public rather than fool with it. Color me disgruntled because I really didn’t want to have to deal with options at the moment. Not when I’m still trying to trace ten years’ worth of my Mindspring email address subscriptions etc. and change them all to the new Bellsouth one.
H.o.p. ordered ants today for his ant farm. He’s excited about the prospect of making movies of them.
Other things I should be doing instead of reworking my art website. But it was really annoying me.
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