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Somewhere Over the Memories

Posted: November 30th, 2002 | Filed Under: Uncategorized |

I happened to be surfing the other evening and caught “The Wizard of Oz” on cable. I had to stop and watch it, mesmerized, the whole way through. Just as I had every year for years when I was a little girl. When I was little, it was an “event.” I would carefully plan my bath so as to be out in time to watch the show. Mother always let me have a snack when I was watching TV (which set the stage for my bad eating habits today, no dount!). I’d settle in on my pillow on the floor with my cup of hot cocoa or (if I was lucky) my “coffee milk” that mother would let me have so I could feel grownup.

Although this time, I have to admit, I felt I had more in common with Margaret Hamilton’s character, Miss Almira Gulch, who kept cats and who got a warrant from the Sheriff to take Toto away for chasing her cats around the yard. And less in common with Dorothy, who made excuses for the dog and said that he couldn’t help chasing her “nasty old cats.” Nasty old cats?! No one better ever call my cats nasty! And I catch a dog after them and … well, you can just imagine. So that part of it was ruined for me.

But still in all, I loved that show then and I love it now. And I was amazed at the clarity of the colors even today, the quality of the production … well, all except those flying monkies. You could see the strings on them…. Oh well. Nothing’s perfect.

But it can come pretty close.

More Geekery

Posted: November 30th, 2002 | Filed Under: Uncategorized |

I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving, weathered the relatives, the outcome of the football games and everything else….

We just sat around and ate yesterday. Robert roasted a small turkey and we had a pretty traditional feast. We each withdrew to our respective “inner sanctums” — Robert to watch football and me to try to wrestle my latest computer project to the ground: GeekLog. I also decided to tear apart the “About Blogging” page I’d created, made a separate blog out of it so it could be indexed, sorted and commented on. Check it out here.

I’ll add most of my “geekstuff” there, along with any HTML or CSS tips and tricks I’ve learned and new software I find. In fact, one of the things left to do is go through this blog and take out all the geekstuff and put it over there.

I also have been trying to (very loose use of the word) move my Galleries around. There’s a lot of unused space at my second domain, jonimueller.com, so I’ve decided to move all the photo galleries there, except now I’m having some mod_rewrite issues with that server. Yeesh.

I’ll post my latest photo soon. The one showing all the HAIR missing from my head after I tear what’s left of it out this weekend….

A Story From My Past

Posted: November 25th, 2002 | Filed Under: Uncategorized |

I can tell this story, now that my mother is dead. About the day I played hookie in the seventh grade. The players were me, my friend Deborah, her friend Pat, Pat’s boyfriend, John, and John’s deaf mother. Got it?
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Got Mullet?

Posted: November 24th, 2002 | Filed Under: Uncategorized |

I stumbled onto this site by accident, while reading an old online review of an ancient word processor. It was in a poster’s list of favorite sites. And his/her tag line was priceless: “Out by the creek bluegrassin’. Might be home before dark, might not.”

Check out www.mulletjunky.com.

You’re Nobody Until…

Posted: November 24th, 2002 | Filed Under: Uncategorized |

you’ve been….

ignored by, woken up by, sat on by, nibbled by or adopted by …

a cat. Like this one…

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Sunny

or this one…

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Simon

Simon does everything except bring out the top hat and tails to get my attention in the morning. When I finally get up and stagger down the hall, he runs ahead, tail held straight up like a flag! Then instead of turning right to go into the kitchen (where his food is), I turn left into the bathroom. The look of dejection on his face is priceless.

Sunny is fairly standoffish with me, except when he’s hungry and Robert is ignoring him (or not present). Then he pours on the feline charm thick as country gravy!

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