It’s Friday, I’m working Saturday and going to a funeral Sunday. Saturday we’re broadcasting from a department type store, I plan on buying a plain white dress shirt and black shoes for my suit, which I seldom wear. I have two good suits, one black and one tan. Last time I wore a suit I was shocked by how small the shirts had gotten. They must have shrunk, hanging in the closet un-worn for so long. Ha ha!
Here is my abstract photo. It is lights on a ceiling.

Last night I went to the memorial service for Iliana, the girl who died in a car crash. Her funeral is Sunday. There was a photo slideshow and a lot of recordings of her voice from the Youth Flex radio show. It was very emotional.
I remember every week at the end of the show she’d almost always say “Granny! I’m coming home! I hope you have some food for me when I get there!” And I’d always tell her after the show “Ili, you shouldn’t say that on the air, it doesn’t sound good” Then the next week, she’d say it again, looking at me, with this twinkle in her eye and this sly smile on her face…. After meeting her Granny, I understand how it was OK for her to say that on the air.
I wish I could experience it just one more time…..

Today is my split shift hump day. I like it.

My boss retired yesterday. Today is the first day without him. The new boss is exactly the same, only he’s a she. And she gives me more freedom to do things my way. The trouble with me, if you give me more freedom, I’ll get into trouble. Give me enough rope. I’ll hang myself. Another thing about the new boss, once her mind is made up, it is made up. No amount of logic and reason can change her mind. Just like a typical female! ( I mean that in a good way!)
Weeeee shallll Seeeeee how things go, on a day-at-a-time basis. I think overall she’ll be an improvement.

Last night I was sorting through some old photos. I found this, one of the ones I consider abstract. I need to look up abstract in the dictionary, I realize I don’t know exactly what it means!
Here it is, from one of my favorite websites, Answers.com

ab·stract (a(b-stra(kt’, a(b’stra(kt’) adj.

1. Considered apart from concrete existence: an abstract concept.
2. Not applied or practical; theoretical. See synonyms at theoretical.
3. Difficult to understand; abstruse: abstract philosophical problems.
4. Thought of or stated without reference to a specific instance: abstract words like truth and justice.
5. Impersonal, as in attitude or views.
6. Having an intellectual and affective artistic content that depends solely on intrinsic form rather than on narrative content or pictorial representation: abstract painting and sculpture.

Uh, I guess so, I mean, exactly what I thought! Except for the intellectual part. Ha!
Have a great day!

This should be a link to a video. I’m setting up a new photo account at a place called Photobucket. I’m still mad at Yahoo and Flicker, because of my MarkD60 account screwup.

I think I’ve posted about this before. I’m lazy.
Yesterday, something at work came up and I had to skip lunch. Luckily, I was able to take off early.
When I got off, I was excited, it was over 4 hours till sundown. I could have done a lot. Diving, beach, kayaking- a whole lot can be done in 4 hours.
But when I got home, I didn’t leave again. It happens not infrequently. I plan on coming home, just for a sec, and then heading right back out, but when I get home, I find that I don’t leave again. I know it will happen as I am driving home but it happens anyway.
Sunday, after the botanic park, I came home “just for a minute” and ended up staying home all day. Sleeping on a Sunday afternoon! I’m wasting my life.
The answer, I know, is to not go home after work, but I tell myself I have to walk the dog. Even though I know I’m early and he can wait till the normal time at least. I tell myself I don’t want to leave my laptop in the car while I’m at the beach, but I’ve done it many times with no problems. It has a good padded bag and doesn’t even get hot in the car. And I can’t allow myself to worry about someone breaking into my car and stealing it, that’s crap. Life isn’t about sitting around, guarding ones possessions. There’s always scuba tanks and wetsuits in my car anyway, I never seem to worry too much about THAT getting ripped off!
I go home, for just a second, end up staying, then hate the way I feel.
And I know it’s going to happen before it happens and it happens anyway.

I want a college degree, but I don’t want to enroll in college. I want to sail a sailboat solo around the world, but don’t want to take sailing lessons. I want to be an expert at something, without ever being a beginner. It’s laziness, lack of self discipline. It disgusts me.

I don’t want to go to work today, I just want to go back to bed. Yesterday, I didn’t end up painting, I ended up with a pickaxe and shovel and wheelbarrow and I was moving some earth in a new iguana pen because the iggys could have jumped from the mound to the top of the wall. Then, after I got home and since it was cloudy, I took a nap. I didn’t wake up till about 5:30 and wasn’t tired at bedtime. I woke up at 2 and was kind of in and out after that. Now I just want to stay in bed.
Here’s a pic of a frog that was on the door at work last week. Looks like he still has a little tail! (It’s kind of gross actually.)

I’m eating breakfast, drinking coffee, and typing. This morning I’m going to paint a fence at the Botanical Park.
Here it is very cloudy and very cold. 70’s
Yesterday I got called into work. It wasn’t a bad day for it, if there’s any such thing as a day suitable for working.
Don’t worry, it will be nice and sunny tomorrow just in time for Monday!

Its cloudy and rainy, supposed to get worse before it gets better. It’s actually just sprinkling. I should clean my apartment. Or go take a nap…..

I got my cell phone fixed. They put a new SIM card in it. I still have the same number.

I feel very groggy this morning. I went out on my kayak yesterday and my shoulders hurt a little this morning. Also last night I rode my bicycle a little too.

I’ve been reading Lentula Vitae’s blog. Lately she’s been posting about the ill health of her dog. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have my dog. My dog is 5 but I still think he’s a puppy. He seems so “new” still. But he has a lot of grey under his chin and I keep getting reminded how old he is getting. I don’t know what I’m trying to say. I don’t want my dog to get old and die. Or yours.

The good thing is that it’s FRIDAY! I am painting a fence Sunday at the Botanical Park. I don’t really have plans other than that. I am really really glad it’s friday.

I’m at work, just dropped the OI girl at the airport. It was nice seeing her. She kept dropping little hints, like “when we get our house”. hmmmm
I’ve got a little work to do.
So I’m going to go.