OK, I'm back but I don't know for how long.

Well, thought I tend to this now. Usually I watch a movie between the time I get up and when I have to get ready to go to work. But I've spent so much time clearing away my blogage that there's really not time. Oh, could watch another episode of the Norwegian survivor, but not in the mood.

Well, my son is in love. In love at first sight (is sight really the right term in this case #3?). Bah. Everyone knows that love at first sight doesn't exist. And before you reply to that one Muse, note this :). Anyway, I would have said that until it happened to me. We all sometimes have wrong opinions about things until they happens to us. No, hold it, that's the attitude that's gotten me into trouble here before. Let me restate it in the way I've been taught here. Everybody's opinion about everything is just a good as anyone else's no matter what their experience level.... Nope, sorry, just doesn't feel right.

Whoops, got off track there. Not the first time, either. I don't know whether it's the early hour or that my son has infected me with some of his giddiness, but I appear to be in a funny mood. Not humorous, perhaps, but funny.

Anyway, to more mundane matters. Made a tape to give at our white elephant gift exchange at work next week. I always get one of those big cans of popcorn (actually my wife does, but men know what I mean when I say "I always get") - don't want it to be toooo white elephanty (yes, that is a word. Right?). But I also try to make up a video tape that probably no one would watch. Anyway, one year it was 3 old John Wayne movies, another 3 of my favorite horror movies. Well, this year, it's 4 of my strange movies. I've got "Liquid Sky", "A Boy and His Dog", "The Icicle Thief", and "Dead Heat".

By the way, David, we've got a TV that needs to be set up - I could do it (it's not exactly hard), but you know Susan. Besides, she knows how frustrated I get trying to deal with "hardware" of any kind. There's another place that I DEFINITELY don't feel superior. The funny thing about my feeling superior is how horribly it clashes with my natural inferiority complex. Hey, I was the class nerd in high school, you really don't recover from that one very much.

For some fun go over to Jassica's site and read her latest. Hilarious.

Actually I think it's sort of humorous all the traffic I've been getting here. Figured I was so boring and never have anything to say that nobody would ever see it. Which would be OK with me, but not as gratifying. That's why I started with my irritating questions. Which no one jumped on. On my casual observations and opinions, however, that got attention. Oh, well, you never can tell.

You know, there's very little to talk about this early in the day - nothing's happened yet. Except for all the traffic coming in from Jaz. Of course, given his time zone, that makes some sense.

So, #3, how does it feel to outlive your #>1, if you know what I mean by outlive. He was so sure he had you in his pocket. I see now that he had a different pocket in mind. Or, maybe, it's really your pocket. But do you have pockets right now? Excuse me, getting too giddy here. Will continue later. Not to be too cryptic, but today all I have left at work is deletion and menus.