So, I suppose now that I've reactivated this, I should post something to it.

It's been a weird time lately. Well, for the entire last year, I suppose.

I feel like my entire life is at a crossroads. I want some different things going into the future. A Jayson 2.0, so to speak. Or maybe it's 3.0 by now. But anyway... I'm at a point where I'm freer to do what I want, but now I have to decide just what that is.

There are some things I hope for and dream about. But I don't know if I have the wherewithal to make them happen or not. A fair amount of luck will be required, too, I think.

I'm at the age where I have to start making sure I take advantages of chances that come my way, because there might not be that many more.


Oct. 23rd, 2009 10:44 am
standardtom: (Bad Day)
Loganderry Godiva of Bluegenes
June 13, 1998 - October 23, 2009
White Devon Rex Female
Aged 11 years, 4 months

Other names: Godiva, Girlcat, G, Diva, G-kitty

Godiva is gone. She passed away of natural causes this morning, while I was gently rubbing her.

Though the other cats may be easier to deal with, Godiva was the undisputed royalty of the household. She had that royal air from the moment she and her beloved mate Pikachu came into our home, back in 2002, at the age of 4. She was a shy, standoffish cat, yet very intrepid and affectionate when the mood struck her. The only creature she was ever totally unguarded with was Pikachu.

When he died suddenly in 2005, she was devastated, and was never really the same again. Some people say that cats don't have mates, or that they don't feel as we do, but the evidence of my eyes tells me differently. I believe all things have the ability to exceed themselves, and go beyond the rough limitations we ascribe to them. And exceed those limitations Godiva did, and loved Pikachu to the depths of her soul. That she loved us as well, I have no doubt. And even as difficult as she could be to deal with sometimes, we loved and cared for her, through things that would have led other people to cast her off, or perhaps even abuse her. But in some ways, that all just served to increase our love and dedication to her.

Through it all, to this day, and for all the days ahead, she is a treasure.

Go to him now, my sweet girl. I miss you, and already can't wait until I can see you again. And when you see him, please let him know that I miss him too.


Jun. 4th, 2007 04:09 pm
September 2005 - June 3, 2007
White Devon Rex Female
Aged 1 year, 9 months

Other names: Little Bit, Bit, Tiny, The Baby

The light of our lives and the energy of a ball of lightning. The soul of a huntress, and the sweetness of honey. So young, so innocent, so graceful, so joyfully intrusive. I'll never forget those beautiful eyes, one green, one blue. From the very first night, waking up before dawn to see them peering down at me, ghostly in the darkness. Deaf as a post, but with a beautiful, clear, sweet voice. Only five pounds, but utterly, utterly fearless.

I never dreamed she could be gone.

My sweet, innocent, playful, mischievous one, Daddy loves and misses his little girl so very, very much.

May the bright spirits of Joe, Rufus, Dixie, Snick, Grace, Serena, and Pikachu receive you and be with you until we meet again, my child.

My beautiful, irreplaceable child.

Zoe on my shoulder

Zoe Evil

Zoe Fixing My Laptop

BHD 2006

Dec. 17th, 2006 08:44 pm
Derek & I had our annual Big Holiday Dinner™ last night, and it was a lot of fun; it's always right down to the wire getting the house ready, and there were still more rough edges than I would've liked, but the guests all seemed to enjoy themselves, and so did we. The cats didn't freak out too badly, and a couple of them even seemed to enjoy having so many Interactive Biopillows to play with.

I've got a few photos behind the cut. There are more from a couple of other photographers, but these by Ernie [ profile] cajuncountry  are great, and the only ones I have thus far.

BHD Photos (Ernie Monceaux, photographer) )
In a fun burst of “opinions are like assholes,” has done a few stories and a poll on the “worst song of all time.” ( Part 1, Part 2, some songs that were chosen, and various opinions about them, 1974: Creme de la creme of clunkers )

So, let’s have your opinions... what are the worst songs in history, in your (not-so) humble opinions?

“There's Got To Be A Morning After” by Maureen McGovern immediately pops to mind for me. “I Just Called To Say I Love You” sounds like Stevie Wonder is seriously toking helium, to the accompaniment of a broken circus calliope.

Friend-unit Tim [ profile] timksweden observed to me years ago that "All I Need Is a Miracle" by Mike + The Mechanics should be titled "All I Need Are Singing Lessons."

So c'mon... let's hear 'em!

* Ahem... um... I will admit that I kinda like some of the songs on CNN's lists... *scuffs toe*...
I hate meetings in which everyone runs around the mulberry bush hashing out a non-issue for 45 minutes, and then finally decide to "just leave everything alone, really, it's fine, it really is, oh, no need, yeah, this is cool..."

I always love seeing what suggestions spell check makes for certain words it doesn't recognize.

Today, I was emailing a reminder to myself with the details for a movie outing with some friends on Wednesday night. The suggestions for the restaurant we're meeting at, Papasito's, were:

  • Parasite's

  • Papist's

The best part is how oddly applicable they could both actually be.

...happen to be the same thing today.

It's a very nasty day today. It's supposed to clear up as the day progresses, though, and be pretty nice by tomorrow.

My weekend was pretty quiet. I puttered around upgrading some hardware bits in my Windows machine, read a good bit, and was generally a hermit.

I've got a lot to do at work today; the law school finally turned in their grades for the fall semester (they always do it late), so I have to process their grades today. Of course, it's fine for them to take this long to get them in, but it's an absolute necessity that I drop everything I'm doing to process them.

I'm a little concerned with this past Friday's episode of Battlestar Galactica. I had been wondering for some time how they were going to resolve the issue of President Roslin's impending death. While I didn't think they would let one of the stars of the show simply die, and I certainly didn't want to see her leave, I also didn't want a hokey miracle cure. As for how they handled it... I'm not sure it reaches the level of "hokey miracle cure," but I'm left a little cold by it as well. I don't think it reached the level of shark-jumping, but it's as close as this series has come to it thus far.
I couldn't resist putting one of these together, even though I have tons to get done today. It's actually pretty amazing. The coloring is all just about right, and that's exactly what I wear most of the time. The only thing missing (for good or ill) is my belly. I'm thinking about what needs to go into a proper update, by the way. Just sayin.

I thought my answers were making me sound seriously schizophrenic, but evidently not.

You are a

Social Liberal
(70% permissive)

and an...

Economic Liberal
(25% permissive)

You are best described as a:


Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

A meme

Aug. 13th, 2005 01:16 pm
This came out about like I figured it would.

More Scientific

You have:
The graph on the right represents your place in Intuition 2-Space. As you can see, you scored about average on emotional intuition and above average on scientific intuition.Keep
in mind that very few people score high on both! In effect, you can
compare your two intuition scores with each other to learn what kind of
intuition you're best at. Your scientific intuition is stronger than
your emotional intuition.

Your Emotional Intuition
score is a measure of how well you understand people, especially their
unspoken needs and sympathies. A high score score usually indicates
social grace and persuasiveness. A low score usually means you're good
at Quake.

Your Scientific Intuition
score tells you how in tune you are with the world around you; how well
you understand your physical and intellectual environment. People with
high scores here are apt to succeed in business and, of course, the

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 99% on Scientific
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 99% on Interpersonal
Link: The 2-Variable Intuition Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid
I'm very sad to hear of the death at age 85 of James Doohan, the actor best known as chief engineer of the U.S.S. Enterprise, Commander (and in later incarnations of his character, Captain) Montgomery Scott.

Even though it's said that no one ever actually uttered the phrase "Beam me up, Scotty" on Star Trek, he has entered our cultural lexicon nonetheless.

I didn't watch Star Trek during its original run, since I was only 7 years old when it was canceled, and didn't watch much TV at all in those days, except on Saturday mornings. But I discovered it in syndication during my teen years, and was hooked. Star Trek led me to read more science fiction and fantasy books, and to my love of most of the later incarnations of Star Trek, as well as things such as Babylon 5, the Star Wars saga, Battlestar Galactica... you name it. It was a big part of what set me on the course to becoming the big geek that I still am today.

For years, I've known that the original cast wouldn't be with us forever. DeForest Kelley is already gone. But it's still sobering and sad to lose them.

Thank you , Mr. Doohan, for being part of something that influenced my life so much.
So it's true.

Seeing what this does to sales of existing and upcoming PowerPC-based products will be interesting, until each product line can make the transition.
Periodically, the rumor comes around that, for whatever reason, Apple has decided to switch from IBM / Motorola's POWER architecture chips to Intel chips. Apple has even always been widely rumored to have, somewhere in deep, dark, secluded workrooms, versions of whatever is the current version of the Mac OS for Intel chips (anyone remember the fabled Star Trek project?).

Those rumors have never gained much traction until now.

No less entities than C|Net, The Wall Street Journal, and The Inquirer are all reporting that this time it's true. Over the next couple of years, beginning with the Mac mini, and progressing all the way up the food chain to the Power Macintosh and Xserve, Apple will transition their entire product line from Motorola PowerPC G4 and IBM PowerPC G5 processors to various flavors of Intel X86 chips. Some versions of the rumor even say AMD X86 chips will be included in the mix somewhere too.

If this is true, it will mark a conversion in the Macintosh world that will equal or surpass the changes from Motorola 68XXX series chips to the PowerPC 601 chip in the mid-90's, and the switch from Mac OS 9 to OS X a few years later. Even if emulation services are provided, for the next several years, developers will have to provide versions of their applications that are compiled for both PowerPC and X86 architectures.

Is this real? Some analysts say it is. Some say it's a crock, and that Apple is going to announce some other type of non-Mac device that will use Intel chips. Some wonder if this will finally allow Windows and OS X to co-exist on the same machine, and look forward to that day. (Me among them, I must say. I live for the idea of being able to seamlessly run both OS X and Windows XP simultaneously on the same system, having them chat between each other like happy little kids). Others say even if Apple makes the Intel switch, the new Intel-inside Macs will have technology included that would make booting Windows impossible. Many say that such a move will cause Apple's already diminished developer base to erode further.

I don't know what's going to happen either. Personally, I don't care what kind of chip powers the damn thing, as long as I have Mac OS X running happily, and I can write Cocoa and REALbasic programs with no hassles, and download software and do all those nice geeky things I do now, or even more of them. As I mentioned above, I'd dearly love having a dual OS X / Windows XP Powerbook. Maybe while they're at it, two-button mice and trackpads with scroll wheels would be nice. It can't be that hard, can it? Oh, right, Steve doesn't like them.

Oh, well.

The truth is, no one knows what's going to happen for sure, until Steve dons the jeans and black turtleneck, and takes the stage tomorrow morning at Apple's Worldwide Developer's Conference.

What everyone does know is that whatever happens, tomorrow is bringing something big. We think.

Steve is probably meditating right now, summoning his vast and legendary powers of personality, persuasion, and prescience. Muttering the arcane invocations of power necessary for the creation of the Reality Distortion Field.

Steve does love a show.
But has anyone noticed? Or is it so obvious that everyone is, like, "yeah, and...?"

Fox News Admits Bias!


May. 27th, 2005 12:43 am

Northshore's Pikachu
February 15, 1999 – May 26, 2005
Silver Mackeral Tabby Devon Rex Male
Aged 6 years, 3 months

Other names: Pikachu, Piglet, Little Pig, Boycat, Demon, Little Boy, Demonic Creature

My tiny, beautiful, guileless, wide-eyed, loving kitty. There are many things and people in the world I love as much as I love Pikachu, but not many, if any, that I love more. He loved me even when I didn't think anyone else did or could, and when I couldn't love myself.

More pictures of my little boy behind this cut. )

So today on my lunch hour I'm going to have to go to Sears and Home Depot to price dishwashers. Ours has played out, and will sit there making sounds like it's doing all kinds of stuff, when in reality, it's not doing a damn thing.

Derek has inspected it, and it's not because there's no water getting to it, so...

Time for a new dishwasher.

I don't relish spending the money, but I will say that I'll be happy to get rid of this one. It came with the house, and even though it cleans well, the layout of the shelves and baskets is so wasteful of space that it makes you want to grab the designer and bitch-slap him into unconsciousness.

So that's nice.

Found item

Apr. 6th, 2005 10:21 am
Derek's mother moved into an apartment in his brother Allen's house a while back; and yesterday, Allen & Derek were going through some of the crap left at her old hovel, and came across a short essay that their younger sister Vicy had written in first grade. I scanned it so Derek could email it to her, and I'm posting it here too, because it's really a scream.

A bit large, so I stuck it behind this cut. )
Happy Birthday to my beautiful, amazing [ profile] twilightcub!

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