Oh, this sounds nice enough

Ok, this is me (briefly -- gotta get back to work soon) harping on the same string yet again, but people. You really have to do better with your choices in background music. They're driving me nuts.

The most recent culprit? The Late Show. I'd been looking forward to what Dave had to say about Paul Newman, because I knew that he admired him and that they had a bit of a history. Well, it was nice. Hit all the right notes and sounded genuine. They also, as I expected, had a video montage of the various Newman appearances on the Late Show (if you hit the Late Show link today you'll find it right on the home page). All good, right?

No, dammit.

How on earth could they pick such a completely inappropriate song to use as a background? I mean, did anyone bother to actually read the (more than a little bit sexual) lyrics, or did they just say "that's a pretty song. Let's add it."

Geez. Am I really the only person out there who thinks about this kind of thing?

Anyway. I do need to cut this short, so I'll leave you with a link to the Newman's Own tribute. It's good.

And how's the music?

A lot less mind-boggling, at least.

I dunno

I'm tired. I'm more than a bit cranky. I'm sore from being on my feet too much in the last couple of days, and I still have one more program to do this afternoon.

Still figuring on blather, anyone?

Yeah, didn't think so.

No promises for the next couple of days either. I'm going to be kind of busy.

And, no doubt, tired.





And I think you can bet on cranky as well.

I'm not posting today.

No, really. I'm not.

This'll be quick

I'm at work, and I need to finish my lunch before it's time for my afternoon program.

Two things, then:

1. Yes, the lanyard was at home. Of course it was. With the nerdstick attached, even.

2. Everyone and his dog will be blogging about Paul Newman in the next little while, I suppose, and no wonder. The man was class. And those eyes... um, yeah, and he was a heck of an actor as well. I don't have time to search for a proper clip just now to prove it, so I'll let you do that for yourselves. In the meantime, though, enjoy the music at least.

I'm done now.

Pointless photo of the day:

I've left my nerdstick at home, so you're getting a photo from my work files. It's a hornworm. It'll turn into some kind of sphinx moth, but since we have over twenty species of sphinx moths in Alberta I really don't know which sphinx moth it happens to be.

Did you notice the part where I said I left my nerdstick at home? What I should have said is that I hope I left my nerdstick at home. I generally have it on a lanyard around my neck, and I keep the lanyard under my shirt so it doesn't annoy me. Went to reach for the nerdstick just now and... no lanyard. No lanyard at all.

I must have forgotten to put it on.

I'm pretty sure I just forgot to put it on.

You know I'm going to worry now, though. I have to. It's all part of being an OLF.

Ah well.

Thanks once again to the Toronto office for the past couple of days' blather. My own personal blather will be short today because A) I am, and B) I'm pretty sure I just forgot to put the lanyard on.

Yes, it makes sense in my brain.




Later, folks.

Oh, one thing before I go back to not checking for the lanyard: can anyone tell me why someone would type the phrase how much is 157 cm compared to a dog into a search engine? Yeah, I didn't think so. I get some weird hits sometimes...

Pretty darned humid, that's what

And yet for you, gentle readers, I schlepped down the road to take these photos because - well, because they're pretty. And it's Autumn already. Notice I didn't say "Fall". Fall has many negative connotations for me; some of those connotations even include weather and/or change of season as opposed to the kind that includes chiropractic care.


And so, have another. I'm feeling generous today.



These flowers are on the same five-foot-high shrub and if you look realllly carefully, you can see the top one off to the right of this one, thus proving M'Lord that they are indeed one and the same shrubbery.

Hey. Cool name for a blog maybe.

Oh and this flower has a cream-filled surprise!

Really, now. If you didn't get that obscure reference, you don't watch enough animation.

Er, was going to edit or add a comment but on second thought, Alberta will get the purpose of these photos ... you know, with your obsession with patterns and blah-di-blah. ;) Really I should just delete this stuff in small print then, shouldn't I. Yeh.

No water spout in sight

This, of course, is for the owner of this place. She likes this sort of thing, I understand. Now, mind, she also doesn't mind snakes but since it's not a snake I found dangling from the roof of the carport.....



Of course if I had found a snake dangling from the roof of the carport, the scream would have been heard wherever you are as you read this.

No, seriously. It would have.