Month: October 2008

  • It is a quarter to two in the morning…

    And I’m still awake.

    I didn’t go in in to work yesterday, and I’m not going in today either.

    The medication I’m on is making me all sorts of sick: I try to sleep for a few hours after I take it in order to skip the worst of the nausea, which has completely fucked my sleep cycle… In this instance, the getting better is far worse than the sick.

    I can handle pain. Simple pain is easy to deal with – I just ignore it. But this constant nausea, sick stomach, woozy thing is something I can’t seem to work through and it’s kicking my ass.

    In other news it snowed here last night and on and off today – was nice. This morning, before I took my meds and got sick for the day, I took the WarWagon over to the local fleecing station and dropped $20 into it – which got me from slightly over a quarter tank to slightly under half a tank. I then had a little fun in the mud/snow on the way back up the driveway by powersliding around all the corners… Putting a 7000 pound mechanical monster like the WarWagon into a controlled full throttle slide around a corner (complete with 20 foot roostertails of snirt) will either cause you to shit yourself or give you a grin from ear to ear… I’m in the latter catagory.

  • Home again, home again…

    I’m back home again. Tired, sore, and planning on a hot shower and some sleep.

    Once again I survived… Though their aim is getting better. 😉

    I’ll be on Augmentin horse-pills for the next eight days, and the Doc says I need to take a week off and stay off of my leg for most of that. Too bad I *have* to be at work tomorrow.

    So, hopefully I can find an unused office chair to prop my leg on for the 10+ I’ll be in Aurora tomorrow.

  • I’m in the hospital…

    I’ve managed to get a fairly major case of cellulitis in my lower right leg, which has had me in the hospital since Sunday morning.

    The good news is I’m okay, and after a few days of antibiotics I’ll get to go home.

    They’re not exactly sure why this has happened to me, but the current thought centers around a spider bite I got back in 1998.

    So, yeah, I’m here at St. Joe’s for a few days.

  • The gate is still open…

    And it has been open since 1986 at least…

    For anyone who’s read Jack Chalker’s “Well of Souls” novels, you’ll understand what I mean when you see the following:

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saturn%27s_hexagon

    For those who have no idea what I’m talking about, go read the series, it’s pretty good.

    Chalker was sort of an unsung visionary, and a lot of what he wrote has shown up in countless SciFi movies and TV shows – though he never saw a penny for any of it. Everything I write here, regardless of how much it sounds like “Stargate”, preceeds the movie by some 20 years… He also wrote a series of novels called “The Wonderland Gambit” which reads like a much deeper version of “The Matrix”, but pre-dates the movies by about 10 years.

    Essentially in Chalker’s “Wellworld” novels there was a vast and ancient alien race, the “Markovians”, who basically evolved to the highest point possible in this universe, but decided that since they had not achieved a zen-like oneness with everything, that they’d obviously made a wrong turn somewhere in their evolution…

    So they built a planet-sized computer capable of controlling the very mathematical functions that define “reality”, and set about an experiment to determine if there was another evolutionary path that would reach the pinnacle of existence…

    These “Markovians” were nutty about the number six and tended to build everything hexagonally, and left these hexagonal transporter ‘gates’, which they used to get around, all over the universe.

    Well, the “Well of Souls” was the Markovian final experiment; it’s a world of hundreds of hexagonal “labs” which contain topographical, atmospheric, and technological limitations found on various alien worlds. The Markovians designed hundreds of life forms to cope with these environments, then ran themselves through their computer to seed these races. The computer altered the math for the Markovians who entered it and instantly transformed them into the various seed races, then several generations later transported these races onto seed worlds to start the Universe over again, leaving just enough ‘natives’ in the lab spaces to keep the experiment running should the transplanted race fail for some reason outside of their own doing.

    And it’s still running, billions of years later, and basically determines the laws of this universe we live in. it also tends to suck up random people who get too close to these gates and plops them, according to some program, into one of the lab spaces as some alien race.

    Oh, and there’s still one Markovian running around, the janitor if you will, and he’s been hanging out on Earth pretty much forever – immortal and unchanging – but occasionally he has to go fix the big computer before something bad happens and the lights go out on reality as we know it. He goes by the name Nathan Brazil, and if you ever encounter him, look out, because all manner of weirdness will soon follow. 🙂

  • Cats…

    Marshal is on his second bag of this new cat food I’m trying him on; Innova “Evo”. This is supposed to be the best dry cat food made, period, and as Marshal doesn’t like wet food this is the best I can do.

    There are a few “rules of thumb” when it comes to cat food and most of them I learned from Wolf. The big one is that cats are carnivores and function best on a high protein diet, so your choice of cat food should have the highest crude protein percentages you can find…

    I was feeding Marshal Purina “One” which is something like 34% crude protein and was the best stuff I could get at Petsmart. But like all “Petsmart” cat foods it is mostly rice and other grains which count as “protein”, but are harder to digest. This “Evo” stuff is 50% crude protein and contains no grain products, but it’s harder to get because it’s not from Purina…

    in fact, the ingredients list reads like some strange kind of stew; potatoes, carots, tomoatoes, eggs, and apples, with stuff like herring and turkey too.

    Fortunately I have a plethora of feed stores in my area (imagine that) and the place right over at the Safeway (“Buster’s”) carries Innova.

    Anyways, Marshal has really perked up in the last 30 days on this food. He was getting pretty lethargic since the move and was just looking and sounding like he was unhappy all the time… Now he’s back to his old self, which makes me happy.

    Marshal is kinda picky and will let you know he doesn’t like what you’ve put in his bowl pretty quick. So the folks at Buster’s discounted me the first 2 pound bag just to see if Marshal would eat it – he did and actually seemed to like it.

    So now we’re on the second 2 pound bag. I’m on their list at Buster’s and after 11 bags I get one free… So at 1 bag a month it’ll be a while.

    Marshal also got this cat water fountain thing last month… He had a 2-liter gravity-feed water bowl but even at the rates he goes through water it was getting stale about half way through. So this new piece of wizardry has a charcoal filter assembly in it and constantly circulates the 64 ounces of water it holds through the filters and makes a small waterfall back into the bowl.

    Marshal was a bit unsure of this gizmo and kept looking at me as if to say my gaget-loving nerd-ness was not appreciated, but a few hours later he was really digging the ability to “drink from the faucet” as it were. So the new water bowl is a hit as well.

    He’s also got a new cat tree, which is less “tree” and more “carpet covered concrete tube with holes in it”, but now that it is located about five feet from the fire place in the living room he spends a lot of time on top of it.

    Yes, I spoil my cat.

    But then again he’s the one who welcomes me home by singing my praises for about a half an hour, keeps my feet warm at night, watches TV with me, and sits on the back of my office chair and purrs while I’m on the computer. He knows when I’ve had a bad day and does everything a feline can do to make me feel better – so I try to reciprocate in kind and get him the best stuff I can.

    Though next year there may be a dog entering his life – I don’t think he’ll find that as nice as a new cat tree.

  • IM…

    Ok, ok… Folks seem to want to talk at me often enough that I guess I have to consider this “Instant Messenger” thing…

    See, I’m not one for impromptu conversations and have really fallen in love with the non-serial “email” communications thing that was invented a few weeks back.

    But, the rest of the world seems to have a raging stiffy for IM – and no amount of me being a stick in the mud is stopping them from asking me to install, AIM, YIM, MSN Messenger, ICQ, and all maner of other invasive, ad-driven, annoy-o-trons on my nice serene desktop.

    Thankfully Frank the Goat has come up with an answer for me, and that answer lives at http://www.livejournal.com/chat/.

    So, now I can have a nice non-invasive client running (iChat) that won’t be blinkenflashing the latest in demographically driven drivel at me the entire time its running. Additionally, you have to be on my friend’s list to talk to me, so there wont be any more messages from “HotChick6969” telling me about how she’s new to the Internet and asking me to view pictures of her on “www.xtreemslut.com”…