1. We cracked open Here Comes Science today, by They Might Be Giants. I was sorta wondering how they were going to handle the whole "science versus revealed knowledge" thing, and if they'd need to dance around it. Well, not wondering any more. Track one, first verse:




Awesome.

2. This is my teacher. She's going to do a site redesign soon, after which I'll linky-linky her site. She is awesome.

Just a quick post. It's November, which means NaNoWriMo, which means no other nonsense. Not that there's been a lot here lately anyway, and I don't just mean from myself either. I'm not the only person to have noticed that LJ seems to have turned into a ghost-town over the past year. I miss hearing about my friends' lives in narrative form, rather than the stream of nibble-sized status updates cross-posted to FB and Twitter. IMO, the two formats aren't mutually exclusive: A running log of status updates is handy as a skeleton for a longer post that is written up once a day or once a week. But nobody does that. It's all about what's happening now!now!now! and to hell with tedious retrospective contemplation. Blogging is, like, so totally yesterday. In fairness, I can see valid arguments for either format. But all that time spent playing Mafia Wars and taking inane quizzes? It's idiotic. Every time I go online, unless I'm very careful about my whereabouts and activities, my faith in humanity erodes just a little bit more. Sigh. And yet here I just plunked down for another year of paid account. Pretty sure this will be the last time though, which makes me sad, because this blog has served a useful purpose in my life, and there really isn't a viable alternative.

Work is going okay. Family is doing okay. Much to elaborate, but not today. It's El Día de los Muertos, which I've heretofore considered a fun, festive holiday, but not this year. We're not quite to the one-year anniversary of his passing, but the loss of Mr. Boone continues to weigh on me almost daily. Sometimes it's just a memory rather than a weight, but it's always there. My life has moved on, but my heart has not and I'm wondering if it ever will. Then add to that: Tank having a panic attack last night, in large part a delayed response to our friend Terrill dying this summer; and then this morning, reading that mandylicious just had to put down her main-squeeze kitty, El Tripa. Ugh, what a day. But still we march onward.

As of last Friday, I have a shiny new laptop. Hurray! This one I intend to make more productive use of, because my future pretty much depends on it. I've been complacent about my non-office time since becoming a parent, but that ends now. Kinda sad, but also exciting, and I've been chomping at the bit for a while.

Also, I have or very soon likely will have a nephew. Myself, I'm not a big fan of boys, but given my sister's various issues, I'm glad she won't be contending with a daughter. Impending holiday trip to New Orleans for to check out all his majesty.

And as for Charo... umm, you must have heard me wrong.

Happy halloween. I just went to a wedding! It was the bees knees.

Now: a drunk Ewok attempts to kick Al Roker, who is dressed as Han Solo, in the nuts. No, I'm not kidding.