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Married, moved, and getting it together.

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Now Playing: Wuthering Heights

I dig this song, as melodramatic as it is. The version I am listening to is by The Puppini Sisters though. British close harmony is wacky. Think Andrews Sisters.

Kate Bush -“Wuthering Heights”
Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I’m coming back, love.
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.

Tiny Update

The patient is feeling slightly better. Last night she was feverish, in pain, and honestly we were concerned that we might need to go to the Emergency Room. But as the night wore on, her fever dropped, and she’s feeling a bit better. She’s still bleeding some, but not copious. We’re watching her real close, and today she seems almost chipper. Last night she was looking as poorly as I’ve ever seen her. Pale, sweaty, feverish, weak, barely communicative. But her vital signs were okay, and as I said, her fever dropped. She even had some chicken noodle soup before the end of the night. When I got a text message today that she had had even more, I was so proud.

Honestly, everything has taken second stage with this miscarriage. But things are getting back to normal, I hope for good.

Thanks so much for all your thoughtful comments and emails. Your thoughts and wishes and prayers are most welcome and actively comforting.



We Had Joy, We Had Fun, We Were Squinty In The Sun

Joe & Leah: Utah Travel

It’s been a month since this shot was taken. That was a pretty good trip. I never did say more about my Greyhound Bus trip, particularly the part where I was explaining to the nice bus driver how I lost my boarding pass while he himself was almost about to come to blows with another man boarding the bus. That’s a heckuva story, actually, if I ever get to it.

As it is, I do have a new job, and I do like it. It’s a bit of everything, especially UI work. But also some ASP, PHP, SQL Server, MySQL. And we’re migrating to Java/Oracle. Plus there’s occasional fires to put out, which is fun. And the hours are good. I’m so looking forward to it all.

It’s the magic hour now, very pretty sunrise today. Time to get started with the day.

Ojai You’re In. Camarillo You’re Out.

New gig today in Camarillo. No more Ojai.

Wish me luck.

Looks like a pretty day. Awesome.

If you want some entertainment, check out the new Weird Al: White and Nerdy.

For the record, I don’t know Klingon. But I do know JavaScript.

(Monday) Relaxing at Camarillo

Pre-emptive lyrics of the day for Monday:

Lyrics | Pretzel Logic
You’ll be riding by, bareback on your armadillo
You’ll be grooving high or relaxing at Camarillo
Suddenly the music hits you
It’s a bird in flight that just can’t quit you

You got to come on man
And take a piece of Mister Parker’s band

We will spend a dizzy weekend smacked into a trance
Me and you will listen to
A little bit of what made the preacher dance

There’s Always Someone Cooler Than You

It looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day. Radness. There’s laundry to fold. Programming to do. Breakfast to have.

Go on about your business.


What The Terrorists Want

The central insight here is that those killed by terrorists are NOT the intended targets. It’s us, the onlookers. The worriers. Every time the US bans some new fluid or gel, we let the terrorists win. That’s dumb. I’m sick of it. Read the whole essay.

Crypto-Gram: September 15, 2006
What the Terrorists Want

On August 16, two men were escorted off a plane headed for Manchester, England, because some passengers thought they looked either Asian or Middle Eastern, might have been talking Arabic, wore leather jackets, and looked at their watches — and the passengers refused to fly with them on board. The men were questioned for several hours and then released.

On August 15, an entire airport terminal was evacuated because someone’s cosmetics triggered a false positive for explosives. The same day, a Muslim man was removed from an airplane in Denver for reciting prayers. The Transportation Security Administration decided that the flight crew overreacted, but he still had to spend the night in Denver before flying home the next day. The next day, a Port of Seattle terminal was evacuated because a couple of dogs gave a false alarm for explosives.

On August 19, a plane made an emergency landing in Tampa, Florida, after the crew became suspicious because two of the lavatory doors were locked. The plane was searched, but nothing was found. Meanwhile, a man who tampered with a bathroom smoke detector on a flight to San Antonio was cleared of terrorism, but only after having his house searched.

On August 16, a woman suffered a panic attack and became violent on a flight from London to Washington, so the plane was escorted to the Boston airport by fighter jets. “The woman was carrying hand cream and matches but was not a terrorist threat,” said the TSA spokesman after the incident.

And on August 18, a plane flying from London to Egypt made an emergency landing in Italy when someone found a bomb threat scrawled on an air sickness bag. Nothing was found on the plane, and no one knows how long the note was on board.

I’d like everyone to take a deep breath and listen for a minute.

The point of terrorism is to cause terror, sometimes to further a political goal and sometimes out of sheer hatred. The people terrorists kill are not the targets; they are collateral damage. And blowing up planes, trains, markets, or buses is not the goal; those are just tactics. The real targets of terrorism are the rest of us: the billions of us who are not killed but are terrorized because of the killing. The real point of terrorism is not the act itself, but our reaction to the act.

And we’re doing exactly what the terrorists want.

We’re all a little jumpy after the recent arrest of 23 terror suspects in Great Britain. The men were reportedly plotting a liquid-explosive attack on airplanes, and both the press and politicians have been trumpeting the story ever since.

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