Burningbird: If you can read this, you're lucky

August 25, 2002

If you can read this, you're lucky

I am playing on the server today, which means if you can read this now, you're lucky. Expect slow access times and strange pages. Broken Things.

In the meantime, Jonathon finally introduces us to his new friend, Reimi, a beautiful gray haired, green eyed lady. In fact, she looks a bit like my own lovely lady, Zoe.

Zoe

Dorothea is burning ... bread. I hear you Dorothea: my alarm goes off every time I make toast. I personally like burnt toast, almost black in color. I think there's nothing like a little carbon to get you going in the morning.

BTW, Dorothea and I have the same taglines on a dare, but I kind of like "An unnatural manifestation of androgynous weblogging" for my weblog. I'm thinking of keeping it. A poll to my weblog readers, which do you prefer:

An unnatural manifestation of androgynous weblogging

-or-

A node at the edge

Today is an extremely good RDF day, and I am zooming along at the speed of light. Productivity, thou art my middle name. (Well, actually, it's Rae, but who's picking nits?) When I get to a good breaking point in the writing, I have two book reviews to post (on "The Sportswriter" and "The Rings of Saturn"), and the weblog to create for my book-on-the-hoof Coming of Age in John Birch Country.

(Hint. And you all should have have an application or two to play with this coming week. Hint.)

That's all. Go about your lives.

Posted by Bb at August 25, 2002 10:59 AM

Comments

I have never had a pet in my entire life but I gotta admit that you have a pretty damn cute cat there.

Posted by: Jacob Shwirtz on August 25, 2002 11:03 AM

She is a cutie, isn't she?

Posted by: Shelley aka Bb on August 25, 2002 12:13 PM

Shelley, do you like French Roast coffee?
I only ask because I think it tastes like burnt toast. :-)

Posted by: Ryan on August 25, 2002 01:41 PM

I do like French Roast. Of course, there are some people around the neighborhood who would think my taste buds have been ruined by years of drinking Starbucks...

Posted by: Shelley aka Bb on August 25, 2002 04:08 PM

While I like the concept of the new tag line, I'm partial to the rhythm of the single-syllables in your old one. And reading it requires less work on my part :~)

Nice kitty, btw.

Posted by: bearman on August 25, 2002 05:07 PM

That's funny because my tastebuds were ruined by the owners of Starbucks, RJ Reynolds. Until I quit 6 mos ago.

I drink Peet's. I just wish I lived close to one. Three thousand miles for a cup of coffee is a bit much.

Posted by: Ryan on August 25, 2002 05:37 PM

OMG -- Shelley Rae?

Would you believe that I grew up Dorothea May? Lord help me, I did. (I still don't know why. Born in June.)

Though I don't recommend getting married just as an excuse to ditch one's middle name, I confess I did find it a nice side benefit.

Posted by: Dorothea Salo on August 25, 2002 08:53 PM

Yup, Shelley Rae. At least the Rae is the welsh spelling. (My Mom's name is Rae, my Dad's is Clare. And don't think this didn't cause havoc at times.)

Dorothea May. Ooh. This is tough. This little demon, I can't stop it, can't stop it...

"Dottie May! Dottie May! Can you come out to play, Dottie May?"

I'm going to leave now, carefully and quietly....

Posted by: Shelley aka Bb on August 25, 2002 09:01 PM

I think I was in second grade when a substitute teacher saw "Dorothea" in the roll and said brightly "I call you Dot, right?"

I stared in what I now suspect was an utterly rude fashion. "No," I said. "Thea." I must have been a really scary seven-year-old, because she didn't argue.

Posted by: Dorothea Salo on August 26, 2002 10:51 AM