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Tuesday, Jan. 02, 2007

This day was declared a day of mourning for former US President Gerald Ford.

I had nothing against Ford, which was pretty odd for a politician; but it's also kind of odd to declare a national day of mourning in the honor of a man whose appointment to the office of President flew in the face of everything our Constitution declared. Sadder still is that despite the manner of acquiring the office, he was one of our better national CEOs, or at least one of the less destructive ones.

Coming the day after New Year's Day, however, is a bit taxing in some regards. This was already a long weekend. MC went to the post office this morning to see if we'd gotten an important check in the mail, only to discover that the post office wasn't open. Again.

That sounds pretty tacky, I guess, complaining about somebody having the bad timing to die. But I only have two days off this week and a whole lot to accomplish during those two days. I'm already not sure how to get it all done in the time I'm allotted, particularly since most of tomorrow will be spent out of town. (Tomorrow is my job interview in OtherTown, Arizona.)

I'm waiting for MC to transfer a whole bunch of photos from his laptop to this machine, so I can post Christmas pictures and wedding pictures. I really, really gotta get a new digicam one of these days, or else figure out a better way to connect our machines without screwing up the dial-up connection.

We have a router and have it connected. With cable Internet and a router, sharing files between our computers is a simple process. Just open up the network and drag files from one to another. But when you throw in a dial-up Internet connection, your local network gets hosed and refuses to work at all. Your computer can't even see the other one, because it can only find one network at a time - the dial-up one.

I imagine I can work around it IF I can find time to figure out the how-tos and wherefores.

And of course, therein lies the problem. We're always coming back to that time thing.

Speaking of that, somebody asked how we squeezed in getting married, with the divorce and so on. It was a really laugh-worthy moment. MC was at one window at the clerk's office getting copies of his final divorce papers, while I was at the other window getting our marriage license. Aside from being fed up with waiting, it was a matter of practicality. We have to drive to OtherTown, Arizona to get the marriage license, which is where we also had to go for MC's divorce hearing. We don't go there on a regular basis so this was a case of trying to save ourselves a trip - though the timing was also good. Let's just say it won't be hard to remember our anniversary, but it'll probably be tough to find an open restaurant if we want to go out for dinner!

MC volunteered that perhaps it's time to order a hit on PITA client, who is again bitching and moaning about his site. It's up and running now and we changed the flash banner yet AGAIN. He still wants to exchange the rotating advertising banners for static ones. I think once we do that we're going to tell him this project is officially DONE and for any future changes we'll be billing him at a minimum of $40 an hour, take it or leave it.

PITA already decided he didn't want his marketplace page to be functional or aesthetically decent. He wanted the existing piece o' crap re-linked, which we did. Let them deal with it, I no longer give a shit.

I will be adding a new private entry this afternoon, barring catastrophe, with more photos. But before I do I may take a nap. I have been utterly exhausted for the past several days and don't know why. It's really beginning to drive me crazy, as if I needed any help in that department!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )