A Rare Indulgence

I prefer Saturday and Sunday mornings to those of the weekdays, as the tranquility of the twilight hour remains undisturbed by early commuters. The sky grows pale, shades of blue passing slowly into one another, the stars fade and go out, the details of the world emerge, the crickets fall silent, and the first birds begin to chirp, all without the intrusive sound of cars. For a while, it is as though the last century never happened, and the ageless serenity of ancient dawns yet prevailed.

As today is the last day of July, I have chosen to celebrate by posting an accumulation of silly online quiz results. Those of you who have disable the lj-cut function on your friends pages have only yourselves to blame.

And, what the Hell- nobody reads this damned thing on Saturdays, anyway.

( Fair Warning: Online Quiz Results )

Gadgets Are the Bane of My Existence!

I cleaned my mouse, and it's gone all flollipy on me. It was the dirt that was making it work! Now I have to figure out how to cover its little internal wheels with fresh crud. Too bad I've never learned all those keyboard commands that would minimize my mousy needs.

Each day is very slightly cooler, and by midweek there will be clouds. The change is agonizingly slow. Someday, I would like to have a house with a nice, dark basement which stayed cool all year. I could lurk there in summer, emerging only by night, and grow so pale that any children unfortunate enough to see me would whimper and cling to their mother's skirts.

In fact, I'm probably getting out far to little these days as it is. I'm sure that any prolonged exposure to direct sunlight would burn me to a crisp, or even cause me to burst into flames. If this continues, I'll soon need to wear dark glasses when the moon is full. Speaking of which, last night was the second full moon of July, commonly known as a blue moon. There won't be another until 2007, I think. It was a rare event, and I failed to note its occurrence. Oh, how indolent I have become! Only Sluggo is pleased.

I must allow at least a full minute for the mouse moves needed to post this entry. Then I'm going to try filling the mouse with sludge. It couldn't be any worse.