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I’m in a bit of a weird mood.  people from my past have been contacting me.  very cool, yes.  bizarre, a little.  coming off of the seasonal affective disorder/cabin fever thing, and planning on making this a “new” year - and taking advantage of the renewing season, and there’s everyone reminding me of the person they knew. 

The spring is finally showing it’s head - I’ve got this whole Master Gardener thing looming - volunteer time in the dirt making living things grow.  People having babies left and right (Aquarians and Pisces everywhere) and a whole slew of grown Aquarians and Pisces in my life now - I don’t think I ever met one of either before this year.

so many things I want to do - and have a plan for, and yet I’m holding back - like normal - for a reason that I justify as will power, maybe as playing it safe…

ok - I’m wigging out - I’ll get back to you.

I’ve had my copy of Bon Jovi’s “Slippery When Wet” on cd for 20 years.

my first cd player is 24 years old.  it still works.  most of the time.

I’m amazed at how time flies.  I’m going to play that cd tonight when I get home.  Can you believe that “You give love a bad name” is now, officially, classic rock?

Remember listening to “Never Say Goodbye” and thinking you were never going to see your high school sweetheart after graduation?

I’m watching the show “Teachers” and in the first scene a couple teachers bust in to the algebra class playing golf.  they’re all trying to get the students to relate golf to what they’re learning in class, but it’s all physics not algebra that they’re trying to teach.

when I was in 9th grade, my final physics project was on golf. 

I’m so cool.  now excuse me while I return to being an adult.

well, if they thought a “meth watch” was going to work, you can still buy lye in bulk online (for soapmaking purposes, or to clear a drain of course.)

I’ll be making soap this week, I ordered 5 lbs of lye in bulk from an “off the grid” store online.  I don’t know how that all helps - apparently meth heads aren’t supposed to resort to the net or make large batches.  but since I don’t want to have lye sitting around, I’m going to have to make 50 lbs of soap just to get rid of it all.  that oughtta last me 10 years.  well, maybe not, but it’s 150 bars of soap.

don’t, right away anyway.  homemade soap uses lye, every recipe I have recommends “Red Devil Lye.”  up ’til now I’ve been able to buy it anywhere - hardware store, Fleet Farm, wherever.  I went out last week and looked for it and can’t find it anywhere.  I’m certain I had at least 2 leftover jars of it so I didn’t worry.  Looked for them tonight and I can’t find them.  looked online - apparently lye is an ingredient used for meth, and a lot of states have a “meth watch” on, so Red Devil lye has been pulled from the shelves.

I can still buy it in bulk, but who wants to be sitting on 50 lbs of lye?  not me.  that’s bad stuff until it’s in the soap, and I just don’t want it around.  I’m paranoid enough.  So I’m sitting on all the stuff to make soap except for the thing that makes it soap.  maybe someone has some on the back stock shelves that I can talk them out of.  I was excited for my weekend project, and now I’m not.

when a lawyer says something in a jury trial that he/she knows will be stricken from the record, but says it anyway to plant that seed into the jury’s consciousness, knowing that it will weigh, subconsciously, in the jury’s decision?

I just like to know the names of things like this.  I’m sure it’s not in any book, just wondering if anyone has a name for it.

ever try to sit down in a chair with wheels, and miss?

ever since I got the new hosting and have a real stats engine - I realized that I’ve got KILLER traffic.  this may not mean anything to you, but there was a time where I was seeing like 35 hits a month.  well, the reason of course was that I wasn’t collecting stats on my pages.

most of my traffic comes via my motorcycle.  a page I’ve updated recently here.  not a big fan of americans that want to be germans (or anything else, like madonna with the accent) but I’m a fan of germans who are already germans.  and the french and nederlanders.  those people visit my site daily.  yay!  oh, and Canadians!  I LOVE Canadians.

I’m having a weird day, and I think I know why.  I just went to the breakfast spot in our town - listening to “The Chronic” on the way there, so I’m all in this Compton/LBC mode, and then I’m reading this quarterly newspaper from the Northhouse Folk School about making Swedish Potato Sausage.  So here’s an example of how my brain is working:

“how do I do Old-world Rosemailing on Norwegian Ale Bowls…I got a jimmy joke about your momma that you might not like…I heard she was a…”

…with 2 farmers talking about deals at the New Holland tractor dealerhip in town… 

Like Nicolas Cage in ”The Weatherman” when he’s staring at the girls butt (I’d like to put my face right there) and he’s trying to remember to buy tartar sauce. 

I just thought of something SO COOL.  and I can’t tell you because of my new years resolution.

at the EXACT same time I hit my palm to my head, I had a revelation about the meaning of my own life, and I can’t tell you that either.  believe it or not, too personal.

shheesh man, weird how that all happened on one of my top 3 all time hated holidays.