This one courtesy of Meanderings…
You are starch. You are rigid, opinionated,
hard-willed and not too friendly about it. You
keep people out of places, or you keep them in,
and without you a lot of things would collapse.
hopefully you’ll never have the authority to
burn people at the stake. Sir. Ma’am.
Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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Just one hospital reporting in this Sunday, briths from October 28 through November 17, and honestly, I’m a bit disappointed with the pickings. But we’ll wade on in…
Miss Shannessey W——- has a new son, Jayln Lebron. No daddy be listed… I’d personally stay away from names that contain the sound of “jail”… And keeping up on the “jail” theme, Miss Sandra K——- named her son Jaylon Joseph. She be missin’ da babydaddy too…
Miss Tiffany P—- also seems to be missing de daddy of her new daughter. She named the child Malayah Cheyenne, simultaneously tying her to a southeast Asian country and a tribe of indigenous people…
Miss Carnice M—- , also short a babydaddy, hangs the title of Caiden Akira Michelle on her new daughter. Akira? Didn’t he used to be a big monster who destroyed Tokyo??? Oh, and that’s a three-bagger… Two middle names…
Casey and Penni T—– are in love with the letter “E”. Accordingly, they tagged theor new daughter with Aubree Mae… I guess Penni was traumatized by the lack of a “Y” on her own name…
Miss Nadyia A—– and Mr. Thomas B—— named their new daughter Gilayia Jean. Hmmm! Gilayia butt down in dere. I’ll be in dere in a minit!
Miss Markia J—- and Mr. Ke’Shawn T——- perpetuated the “capital letter after the extraneous apostrophe” rule by naming the new son Ke’Shawn Lavell.
Mr. Kenny and Mrs. Shantell M——- named their son Koy Lynn. Koy????
Matt L— and Nikki P—– got creative with little Ramzey Lee… Doesn’t that “Z” just give it CLASS?????
Miss Ebony P———- and Mr. Brian D—- named their daughter Brooklyn Bri’jae. I’m NOT kidding. Fist time I looked, I thought, “These people named their kid “Brooklyn Bridge”. Look at it! Brooklyn Bridge! Oh, I’m so sorry… I missed the apostrophe thrown in there to make it “bree-zhay” instead of “bridge”.
And skipping over several other minor contretemps, we end with Mr. Brent and Mrs. Jayme N—– tagging their daughter with Kaylee Renee. Don’t you just love all the “E’s”?
Got my DSL back up and running. Somewhere along the line the modem seems to have reset itself. My ISP doesn’t initially trust people to set up their own DSL modems. When you sign up for DSL, they set up your modem and give it to you so all you have to do is go home and plug it into the wall and plug your computer into the modem and you’re online.
That’s great until the modem resets and loses the configuration they put into it, like mine did. Then, in the absence of any instruction, I tried every trick I knew to get it fixed over the weekend when their tech support was off on the Thanksgiving holiday. I didn’t know enough. When I finally did get hold of tech support, a very helpful dude and I ran through the reconfiguration and then I saved it as a backup for future efforts. They’re a wonderful bunch, our little local phone/cable/ISP, but the fact that they roll back support to emergencies on weekends and after 5:30 on weekdays is a bit of a problem for some of us…
Work has been fun of late. We’re going through the billing cycle for a lot of the big efforts we conducted immediately following the hurricane. It seems that we’re doing pretty good on the majority of the stuff, but some of the tracking on paperwork was, shal we say, less than stellar furing that mad three or four weeks after Rita. Charges were posted to wrong job numbers. Invoices were sent to the wrong offices for rental equipment. That sort of thing…, and I **HATE** dealing with the paperwork associated with some of that stuff, but I and the unique Chrissy are getting past it. She yells at me a lot during these times.
Life at the FEMAtorium is pretty good. It is tremendously wonderful to have my own private space in which to take refuge. For a grizzled old batchelor type, this 8×30 trailer could be a lot worse. I could still be living at the office. However, the system breaks down a bit when you have a rainy Saturday with an antsy teenager in the place. It really gets bad when BOTH kids are here. The best bet is to get out and go somewhere, the mall, a movie, maybe just a drive in the country…
All things considered, though, life is pretty good right now. The tail end of November is a beautiful part of the year here. Highs in the afternoon hit the mid-sixties, and it’s goning into the mid forties tonight… I lack for almost nothing in life right now, despite the recent loss of the house. Yeah, it would be nice to have a normal amount of elbow room, but that’ll happen sooner than later. I could be rolling in money, but I don’t have to worry about money, what with a good job and all. Hey, there are a lot of people in this world that have it a lot worse than this ol’ Cajun… Sound content? I am…