Just a quick note…

I’ve been busy all weekend, and I worked from home on Monday and Tuesday.  We’re going to L.A. today, back Sunday…taking off Monday, working from home Tuesday.

For the Americans on my list, have a nice Thanksgiving!

For the non-Americans, have a good week!

talonvaki, I haven’t had a chance to burn the CD’s yet.  I will try to do so on Monday.

Two memes for your reading pleasure.

Snarfed from cahwyguy (btw, my sympathies…he is attending his father’s funeral today), who snarfed from elsewhere.

  1. My journal is called _____ because _____.
    The German is because I am learning German. The translation is “I am Ray, and I approved this message”, which shows my satirical sense regarding the latest useless campaign “reform” law.
  2. My subtitle is _____ because _____.
    What the hell is my subtitle? (goes looking) Oh yeah. It translates to “A compendium of occasional thoughts, (something) and sayings of…” . However, I’m not sure now what that second word was! I’m going to have to look in my dictionary. (I’ve obviously misspelled it.)
  3. My friends page is called ____ because____.
    Basically it’s “Friends of”. However, German differentiates between male and female. Sometimes the masculine plural does cover both sexes, but usually it doesn’t. So Germans will use both the masculine and femenine plurals. “Bekannte” is acquaintance. The feminine form of words describing people ends in “-(n)in”, and I thought I was right. But…in researching this entry, I ‘ve found that I’m just plain wrong. 🙂 Bekannte’s inflections are just plain freaky. Bekannte covers all the cases (so to speak). so I’m going to go update it.
    In German, “Freund” (friend) is meant for only really close people, and those you’ve known for a number of years. Under German culture, only one of my friends would qualify as a Freund.
  4. My username is _____ because _____.
    Well, I have this inordinate interest in transit. Have since the days of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood and the trolley.
  5. My default userpic is _____ because ______.
    It’s the best pic of me in quite a while, and y’all might want to know what I look like. (Although my animé icon is a pretty decent image, too.)
  1. What was the last country you were in, other than the one you’re in right now? When?
    England, part of the UK, in December 2003. (We also went to France for one day on that trip.) Before that, in July 2003, I was in Germany, France, Switzerland and Luxembourg.
  2. What was the last state* you were in, other than the one you’re in right now? When?
    Nevada, in Reno, in September 2004.
  3. What was the last county** you were in, other than the one you’re in right now? When?
    Alameda, the last one before Santa Clara, when driving here to Sunnyvale on Sunday.
  4. What was the last building you were in, other than the one you’re in right now? (If you ARE in a building . . .) When?
    The motel.
  5. What was the last room you were in, other than the one you’re in right now? When?
    The lobby of the motel, when I checked out this AM.

*-Or secondary political division. **-Or tertiary political division.

I have conclusive proof that the USA is descending down the slippery slope of cultural doom…

  1. These women who actually wanted to go on The Bachelor.
  2. We can turn weight loss into a TV game show.
  3. Britney Spears.
  4. Access Hollywood, Extra, Entertainment Tonight and spending bazillons of dollars on the most inane “news” items on “celebrities”.
  5. Rev. Donald Wildmon of the AFA files a complaint with the FCC over the recent broadcast of Saving Private Ryan

But every once in a while, something comes along like The Amazing Race (despite all the yelling this go-round) that gives me a faint glimmer of hope…but then something incredibly insipid comes along and dashes it, crushing it into the ground like the remnants of a dried-out cookie.

It creeps in on little cat feet…

Between 6:45 and 7:05 this morning, we went from clear skies to zero-zero visibility. I could barely see across the courtyard of the motel.

I haven’t seen fog this thick in ages – it was like the tule fog in the Central Valley.

Except this was in Sunnyvale.

We were all driving about 25 MPH because it was so thick.