November 2005

11/3/05
Over at Slashdot, they never read the fucking article. Shit, I don't think they even look very closely at the comments. Tuesday morning NPR was reporting on singing mice and I was immediately reminded of the spurious musendrophilus, an April Fools joke by David Attenborough, based on the equally spurious "tree squeaks" of local lore and legend.

Slashdot picked up on the story and I responded with:
David Attenborough, noted naturalist, remarked upon the discovery of a rare night-singing tree mouse found in the Sheba Islands in the south Pacific. The musendrophilus has a very haunting song. Also their webbed paws are highly prized by the natives for the creation of their musical instruments.

It is unknown if they are related to the rare "tree squeaks" that live in the treetops and squeak every time the wind rustles their home's boughs.

As of 11/1/05 at 10 p.m., my comment has been modded to +2 Interesting. As of 7:23 p.m. on 11/2/05 it's now 4, Interesting despite the fact that someone responded with "Check the link, it's an April Fool's Joke" The cite link is very tiny but even a cursory search of Google will reveal the nature of the story. Now I'm afraid if the story gets modded to 5, Interesting that more folks will pay attention and mod me down. I would be amused to have a +5 troll.

longer nights

The month of October has been weighing heavily on my shoulders and I fear the ensuing November and December will become herculean burdens. After eight p.m., I end up getting maudlin and sad from fears that bad things are going to happen. raddidge says I need more time in the sunshine.

meh

I must remember that raddidge is working more hours and days at her day job. Her absence or lateness of arrival on the internets is not a judgement on me as a person.

In Yer Dreams

My father and I were out food shopping with my little sister. It was a rainy day but it wasn't the town of Rainy Mountain. Inside, the store was darker than the recent moodily-lit Safeways. Ends up that my sister wanted to get rolls and calamari for sandwiches. At the checkout counter, I discovered that my sister put four different price stickers on the bags of rolls and squid making check-out a chore. The cashier became upset claiming my sister was trying to scam her and my father stepped in to defend my sister.

Embarassed, I left the building and sat in the car for hours. When they finally came out, they were walking really slow and just dicked around rather than getting back to the car. Considering that the car was parked in an unusual way, I started backing up to do a turn so it'd be easier to get inside. WHAM! My father hit the windshield of the car. He was alright but I was shaken and the windshield was cracked.