The evening sky is brushed with a splendid assortment of cirrus clouds. Here below, it is sultry once again. A pair of blue jays have been frolicking about in my front yard. I hope they don't decide to nest in the wild plum bushes outside my window, as jays have sometimes done in the past. Blue jays make terrible neighbors, screeching at everything that moves within a hundred feet of their nest, and the chicks emit almost constant, ear-splitting shrieks day after day as they beg for more food. Now that I'm down to one cat, the yard is more attractive to nesting birds. I don't mind the quiet species, but, please, no jays.
The recently pruned rose bushes have thrust up new stems with astonishing speed, and a couple of the bushes by the kitchen window are now more than eight feet tall, and crowned with both blooms and numerous buds. The daisies are flourishing as well, and the oleander bushes along the back fence, still quite small despite being several years old, have produced an impressive profusion of white blossoms for the first time. I've always wondered why these particular oleanders have remained stunted, while those along roadsides nearby, and even in the median of the freeway in Chico, flourish despite the constant stream of exhaust fumes they must endure. I thought maybe mine were duds. I'm glad that they are at last blooming, if not growing into the large plants I had envisioned.
I still have to get up and walk around every few minutes, or my neck and shoulders stiffen up and ache. The fact that LJ is appallingly sluggish today thus has, for me at least, the compensatory effect of giving me the opportunity to do that. Each time I click on a link, I have a minute or two for exercise before the page finally opens. It's an ill wind, etc.
Google AdSense fetched an odd combination of links to my Opera ad banner a while ago. I don't know what text on the page triggered it, but the two paid ads were for something called "Tribute to Ronald Reagan" (an ad for an authorized biography on DVD), and "Celebrate Ronald Reagan" (an assortment of memorabilia for sale.) The odd thing was the subject of the "Related Searches" links below the ads. They were for "scary stories; scary; weird stuff; decapitation." Has somebody learned how to Googlebomb AdSense, I wonder?
Hmmm. Time to ice my neck again, then go out and watch the dusk descend.
The recently pruned rose bushes have thrust up new stems with astonishing speed, and a couple of the bushes by the kitchen window are now more than eight feet tall, and crowned with both blooms and numerous buds. The daisies are flourishing as well, and the oleander bushes along the back fence, still quite small despite being several years old, have produced an impressive profusion of white blossoms for the first time. I've always wondered why these particular oleanders have remained stunted, while those along roadsides nearby, and even in the median of the freeway in Chico, flourish despite the constant stream of exhaust fumes they must endure. I thought maybe mine were duds. I'm glad that they are at last blooming, if not growing into the large plants I had envisioned.
I still have to get up and walk around every few minutes, or my neck and shoulders stiffen up and ache. The fact that LJ is appallingly sluggish today thus has, for me at least, the compensatory effect of giving me the opportunity to do that. Each time I click on a link, I have a minute or two for exercise before the page finally opens. It's an ill wind, etc.
Google AdSense fetched an odd combination of links to my Opera ad banner a while ago. I don't know what text on the page triggered it, but the two paid ads were for something called "Tribute to Ronald Reagan" (an ad for an authorized biography on DVD), and "Celebrate Ronald Reagan" (an assortment of memorabilia for sale.) The odd thing was the subject of the "Related Searches" links below the ads. They were for "scary stories; scary; weird stuff; decapitation." Has somebody learned how to Googlebomb AdSense, I wonder?
Hmmm. Time to ice my neck again, then go out and watch the dusk descend.
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Date: 2004-06-25 04:03 pm (UTC)Anyhoo, plants of any kind, including roses seem to grow so quickly in Paradise...maybe it's the volcanic-based soil. I had a summer garden one year that went NUTS, and I was giving away bags of food every day.
I use Opera too, and the ads that pop up on the banner at the top can be eerie, but that's the weirdest I've heard of. The ones that came up when I clicked on the comment page just now are for back pain and pinched nerve in the neck. It's just a tad disconcerting to have Google searching my computer instead of the other way around.
I'm seeing so much about Gmail...do you have any invitations you could pass on?
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Date: 2004-06-25 07:18 pm (UTC)One person on my friends list
I haven't gotten a Gmail account, myself. Their main attraction seems to be the huge amount of storage, and I've never gone over the storage limits with the online mail services I use now -- and at least one of them (Excite!) is about to upgrade all its free users to 125 MB of storage anyway, so I probably won't bother with Gmail. I already spend too much time dealing with online mailboxes, so the last thing I need is yet another one.
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Date: 2004-06-26 09:57 pm (UTC)I've often thought of raising silkworms, because mulberry trees do really well here in Pensacola, but I doubt I'd have the time and persistence to uncoil the silk from the coccoons, though I've recently read the exploits of someone who did in
So far I've only used about half of my allotment of storage on Cox.net, so I don't really need it yet.
Cheers!