Don't have time to say much, gotta go change a diaper.

Hopefully I can make this space somewhat useful again. More later.

Here I sit. On my bed, hammering away at my wife Foxfire74's computer (which we haven't moved back into the computer room yet). With the awesome gray furriness of Flat Cat at my feet, and my eight-day-old daughter zonked out beside me, sitting up on her Boppy, asleep and angelic. (She might as well do it now, she sure as hell hasn't been doing ( Read more... )

I've felt kind of odd in the month we've been back up here in Richmond, but I've never really been able to put my finger on it. This morning, I did.

I'm home.

This morning, on my commute into work, I was listening to Alison Krauss + Union Station's Live double CD at excessive volume. (Buy it. Don't ask. Just buy it.) The song I had on was " ( Read more... )

Well, after two weeks, I can finally get some time to do a little LJ update while we wait for the world-ending TWO INCHES OF SNOW to destroy life as we know it here in Richmond ( Read more... )

...Foxfire74 and I are checking our email and making sure that the world hasn't ended while we moved. We're good, the cats are recovering, and I gotta keep this short because we're each getting hammered for $.20 a minute here. Good thing I can type 100 words per minute ( Read more... )

Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up and tear it down
They’re the first to come and last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They’ll set it up in another town
--Jackson Browne, The Load-OutThe movers will be here in a couple hours, and I'm up, going to shower, eat breakfast, and then break down the computer gear ( Read more... )

...tomorrow. A day early.

Roger me silly with a spork and call me Denise.

...and counting ( Read more... )

For those who are readers of Foxfire74's LJ and are curious when she mentions our cats, here they are ( Read more... )

I'm an amateur radio operator. I've been licensed since 1992, and while I don't do that much with it anymore, I plan to get back into the hobby after the Wife Unit and I (along, of course, with Fat Cat and Rescue Cat) complete our move up to Richmond.

Nowadays, being a "ham" apparently makes me, in the opinion of Time magazine, something of an ( Read more... )