I’ve replaced many of the light bulbs in the house with full spectrum bulbs that actually emit white light (or darn near close) compared to the warm yellow glow of the current compact fluorescent bulbs.  During the day, they were fine as they melded nicely with the natural light, once the sun went down, I was ordered to remove them as, my dad, not being home while the sun was up, could now see the extent of the cigarettes stains on the kitchen walls.  The yellow bulbs returned and the stains disappeared into their nicotine-soaked soaked surroundings.  If they get really bad, I suppose I’m going to have to find a brown lightbulb.

Al Folsom came up with a way to help Bill edit the Ockanickon webpage by adding a little php script that loads content from a text file.  Bill said he didn’t want anymore than text so this should suffice.  I showed him how to add a webfolder and he immediately asks how to add a link, then change its color and finally, how to make it blink.  The web page is slowly descending into the height of 1992 HTML technology.  If he asks how to add a smiley or a flying toaster I’m going to resign.  And shoot him for crimes against good taste.

I attended the Playwicki district committee meeting and took copious notes-
1.  A sheet about membership was passed around which between the two sides had 4 inches in margin.  4 inches!  It was two separate pages and there a single sentence on the 2nd page.  I nearly left in rage.
2.  Dave Hasel’s wife name isn’t included on the contact sheet.  Probably because when asked, Dave couldn’t spell it.  I think it’s Xsuxsu, and no, she never hosted a children’s television show.
3.  Amazing non-sensical metaphor: If you put the key in the lock, people will respond.  Are we breaking into people’s houses?
4.  Someone stated “we need more tiger trainers”, I immediately had this image of den mothers working with Siegfried and Roy.
5.  I got atlatls classified as a patriotic weapon for purposes of doing a demo at the 2008 Council Camporee at Washington’s Crossing Park.

The Act Sci 3596 project group I’m in has been trudging along slowly and today we were to meet but I knew no one was ready.  I sent an email saying I had some sort of personal tragedy involving a Civil War era cannon and a dead goldfish.  Throughout the remainder of the day each member individually approached me saying “I wasn’t ready anyway”.  SUCK IT, EVERYONE WHO SAID I’D NEVER HELP SOMEONE ELSE SAVE FACE.

It happened!  The crazy stat teacher that I’m certain was involved in Project Paperclip broke down and called us all lazy dumb Americans after everyone failed a quiz!  Nevermind I got a 22/100 and can mathematically get no better than a B+!  I get to collect on a bet I made two years ago with a sassy black women!  Tee hee hee!  This is more exclamation marks than I’ve ever used!

I woke up this morning and the sun wasn’t up.  My pre-dawn logic center chalked it up to Daylight Savings and seeing I had slept a bit through the alarm, and I booked into the shower, shaved fast enough that I still felt it three hours later and had the sartorial coordination of bindle stiff.  I looked in the kitchen and saw the clock: two hours behind.  I double checked my computer and indeed my alarm was two hours slow making the clock effectively two hours fast.  So, I sat dressed at the kitchen table, fully dressed, and promptly fell asleep missing my train.  My father came home, and I asked him if he messed with my alarm, he said yes and that he’d set all the clocks in the house, he didn’t remember setting my clock so he did it again.  Two hours early turn into three hours late.

I was planning on going to the section meeting strictly for the purpose of having better attendance than my chair, Andy Cistone, but this was not to be.  I woke up around 7:55 AM to Jeff Menaker trying to give me a muffin and to Chuck Goodenough pointing out how hairy my back is.   I rise to face the day and am given the message third hand that Bill wants to me to lock the inner gate after COPE leaves and that he’s gone to Maryland.  So what did I get to do?  Sit! Wait! Fulminate! And I did.  During that time I filled out some merit badge cards, my favorite being one for “Citizenship in the Environment”.  I was thinking of calling, but noticing the name, I knew the leader, and he’s indeed an idiot, so I returned the card empty as I’ve confident the Scout did not complete the badge as it doesn’t exist.

I have seen the next generation of Ockanickon staff and I now know fear.  One of the new staff members describes himself as a “scientific Mormon”.  I’ll be curious to hear his scientific evidence regarding Jesus visiting the Americas and help dictate a crappy testament.  Another proto-staffer is physically incapable of going more than 10 minutes without asking a question because he thinks it shows “he’s paying attention”.  Finally, another staffer applied to work in maintenance because “he’s good with kids”.

I received a dumb email around 12:30 AM regarding fees for 2008 and the email left me so enraged I couldn’t sleep.  I popped my head off the pillow and started doing MLC exam questions in my office until I was no longer angry.  Six hours later, it’s about time to leave for the train and I try to take a nap.  I did, for 9 hours.  I’ve really been sucking at the whole sleep management thing lately.

I went shopping today because I woke up at 3 PM and wanted to salvage the day. Whilst shopping, I found the picture below. Please note the 2nd ingredient: “flavor”. I can also eat happily as the USDA has inspected the turkey for wholesomeness. The turkey is an upright member of the community that doesn’t watch porn and were it not dead, it would vote on November 6th.