Misterimpatient

A veteran in the the town of Holliston Massachusetts posts signs on the telephone poles honoring soldiers who have died in Iraq and Afghanistan. One sign per telephone pole. One flag per pole from the country for whom they served. I saw US, UK and Canadian flags. It’s a simple and very moving memorial. I considered trying to see all the signs by driving around the town but decided that, considering some of the reasons for being at war, that wasn’t such a good idea.

I don’t know if there are enough poles in Massachusetts to remember all the civilians kills in Iraq.

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I joined a CSA over the winter. CSA is Community Supported Agriculture. In exchange for a couple hundred bucks AND 6 hours of labor (2 hours at a time), I get a one half share, which means I get to pick up freshly harvested veggies every two weeks starting June 19th. This is a first for me. I eat a ton of veggies so why not try?

Today was my first two hour stint at labor. Because I’m a rookie, it was all stoop labor: filling in holes, shoveling dirt on plastic behind a tractor. I’m beat and I expect to hurt tomorrow, or later today if I take a nap. This isn’t feeling like quite as good an idea but what the hell. 2 hours done, 4 to go. I can do this.

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Driving in this morning, first I see a black woman driving a black Toyota Solara convertible (top up). Two cars later, a white man driving a white Toyota Solara convertible (top down).

My mind, being what it is, immediately imagined these two as a couple. A two Solara household.

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I stopped at a local gas station for coffee stinking early the other day. I’m fixin’ my cup of decaf when in flops a woman wearing a white bathrobe and slippers. She’d just spilled out of a gigantic SUV you just know drives most of it’s miles with one occupant. Anyway, she shuffles into the store saying “Don’t look at me…Don’t look at me…I just got up!” How could anyone avoid looking? Up to the counter she goes, purchases her cigarettes and shuffles back to her SUV.

I look at the guy at the counter. He looks at me. I pay and leave, grateful for another bad habit I don’t have today.

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Have you heard Jonathan Coulton’s Code Monkey? Well, better then just hearing, watch this video:

There are a bunch of videos to this anthem. This is one of my favorites. Oh hell, I liked ‘em all. I ended up embedding the last one I looked at for th 3rd time.

One shouldn’t interpret the enjoyment I get from this music and video to mean it summarizes my life in any way as I am not a code warrior/monkey or unhappy in my work. No front desk where I work.

While I work for a software company I am in the minority of people that cannot write the stuff myself. I also seem to like my job more than many people. I wonder if there is a relationship here?

There are a bunch of videos here: Jonathan Coulton’s site

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1 : worthy of reverence : REVERED
2 a : of or relating to the clergy b : being a member of the clergy — used as a title

The first definition is earned. The second granted, like a PhD, after meeting some qualifications. I wonder who decided that clergy would be Reverends?

The passing today of Jerry Falwell will be noted by some as a great loss. While I wished him no ill in this life I think it is worth looking at his words and consider why I, for one, won’t miss his presence on the world stage.

AIDS is not just God’s punishment for homosexuals; it is God’s punishment for the society that tolerates homosexuals.

Billy Graham is the chief servant of Satan in America.

Christians, like slaves and soldiers, ask no questions.

I am such a strong admirer and supporter of George W. Bush that if he suggested eliminating the income tax or doubling it, I would vote yes on first blush.

I believe that global warming is a myth. And so, therefore, I have no conscience problems at all and I’m going to buy a Suburban next time.

And, to show he wasn’t completely off the mark:

I don’t want to upset you, but I don’t own a private jet. I don’t own a model airplane.

Goodbye Mr. Falwell

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In most office buildings it seems the mens room and ladies room (loo) are back to back so they can share common plumbing. More then once I’ve been reading a good book when someone sits on the other side of the wall and disturbs my peace. I noticed something different the other day though. I’m at the urinal when I hear the flush in the ladies room. Not more then 5 seconds later I hear someone leave that room. 5 Seconds and I think I’m being generous.

I admit I don’t usually wash for the 30 seconds recommended but I do use soap and water and enough time to make sure both engage in creating bubbles. Hell, it takes me 5 seconds to dry my hands!

5 seconds, maximum. Is this the new 5 second rule?

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