This is Edson at Cool Hand Luke's doing his best Jawa impersonation. He is a bit tall for it but he has the ankles, and of course he has that dress he calls a 'robe' but we all know what it really is. He also has that big ole stick, it doesn't do him any good on the golf course so he might as well get some use out of it.
Sooo it is freakishly cold in Cali right around now. Well relatively freakish, for California anyway. And you all know how I don't like to be outside when it is below 50 so my natural urge is to just crawl under the down comforter and toast a bit, which is actually what I am doing right now, but not what I was doing earlier which is actually the point of all of this. Anyway, so I go to the store and again icy cold with the frost on the ground and on the car (Aozame!) and such. As I leave the store with my purchases a homeless guy asks me for some cash, and since I only carry plastic with me I can actually say I don't have any cash on me and not be lying. So then the guy totally throws me for a loop and says "well some food would be okay" and I just stand there all "wait a minute, aren't these guys all just after booze?' [sidebar: case in point : while I am at Food4less--which I hate by the way--some homeless guy comes up to me in the breakfast food aisle, and asks me for 2.75--very specific that amount--with an actual 40 ounce tucked under his arm! No ambiguity bout what he was going for there! :end sidebar] so of course it is freezing and I am actually now thinking things through with this homeless guy but, as I look in my basket I realize I have purchased Milk, and 7 or 8 different varieties of frozen food. Not exactly what you want to be handing the homeless guy on the freakishly frostladen night "here have a frozen eggroll' so I mumble something completely stupid about only having frozen food, well stupid and true that, and off to the car I go. Then after putting the frozen groceries and icy cold milk in the car, I get all guilt pangy (or perhaps it was the windchill) but I go back in the store and get the guy a big ole deli sandwich bring it to him and then feeling all warm and well not really warm cause it is so damn cold, but feeling less guilty I get into the ole Aozame and head for home. Did I mention it was dam cold?
While driving home I was thinking about a statistic I heard on NPR yesterday afternoon about how 1 in 6 people in the world live in a slum. How completely unsettling is that? What is wrong with the world where that is true?
On a different note, Edson is asking his girlfriend's parents for their daughter's hand in marriage...well asked actually cause he did it earlier tonight...but I have no idea how it went because the bastard has not updated me since he was sitting down to dinner with them. Despite my multiple texts chastising him for not pdating me I am updateless. No, I did not expect him to send me updates during the dinner but and I waited until after 11 to begin the haranguing sms' but he has not responded and I am not happy with him. I love him dearly and he is one of my very favorite people but he needs to feel a smiting for not keeping me current. And how completely adorable is it that he is asking for permission to ask their daughter? Edson is just the nicest young man, I hope the girlfriend's parents realize how lucky they are that he is so awesome. Even though he is veryvery not awesome with the no updates thing. So he has the one flaw. And we must agree it is a not insignificant flaw and that Edson shall need to fix this flaw with a quickness. But still, Edson as your son-in-law? Priceless.
Okay so, just for the really real realness of being real...Jennifer Holliday is unbelievably amazingly scarily awesome. This is just...just...words fail me.
Okay I don't know what to say about this..do I like it or think it is just freakin' wierd...or strangely awesome. I don't know what to say. But, um, he does go at the end, just sayin.
Patch by computer light. This is also a test of blogging from my mobile. Hopefully the picture makes this test not quite as boring.
Testing a post from my mobile...test of text only...aren't you bored by this test post? Yeah me too.
right at the bridge -- literally right at the bridge...you could actually see it touching the bridge...amazing 
So it being 2:30 am it seems like the right time to get a little post in. Oatmeal cookies fresh out of the oven are sitting on the stovetop. The children are tucked snug in their beds - all Atwater because they are going to go see Aquamarine tomorrow. Acacia is just beside herself with excitement...I don't know. Mermaids, teenage girls, an outing. She is all gaspy and thrilled and it is hilarious. Hope the movie isn't as awful as it looks like it will be. She will, or rather she is, today, 16. 16. My daughter is 16. Good lord.
I am a month and some days away from 40. 40. I am almost 40. Good lord.
What in the world is going on? How did this happen. I don't feel like the almost 40 year old father of a 16 year old. Although I suppose I do, since that is how I feel and that is what I am and there you are. Well enough about that for now. I am sure I shall return to this trope again in the weeks to come. 16. 40. *sigh*
Stayed home from work today as I woke up feeling very badly. Headachey and ultra-tired and no, not 40, just sick. shaddup. Feeling better now, but not looking forward to the marathon of meetings tomorrow. T2s (transition to site), Site and infrastructure, whatever other meeting I have had added or haven't remembered. I know there are several. Thank goodness someone came to their senses and moved the Science olympiad from our campus -- pure folly to think we would be ale to count on any of the construction being done in time for anything to happen. I don't know why anyone even pretends to believe the dates that get thrown out, they haven't a single one and they haven't even been close. Oh well, I am sure we will hear more interesting tales of interesting scheduling tomorrow. What a farce. Spent the day in bed and got absolutely nothing done. Except for the South park characters you see below. Those are fun.
Ordered the little beasts pizza tonight. Caved in to the pressure and ordered them that repulsive looking cheesy-bites pizza from Pizza Hut. Happy to report that it is exactly as vile as it looks and as I thought it would be. The children hated it. Jeshamon apologized for not believing me that it would be awful. He promises to believe me next time. You and I know he will not keep that promise. The headstrong little chip off the block will have to have it proven to him via his own experience. He will not be swayed by my fatherly ways. When will they ever learn? I should be heeded. Work, Home, Life, Art-- Heed me. Fail to heed me at your peril. That is all I am saying. And yes, Edson/Thinh/Bobby/Jeshamon I am talking to you. I feel like Cassandra.
No new news on the Gabe Edwards front. He is still on investigative leave (whatever the heck that is supposed to mean). The guy copied his parking pass--how much investigation does that take? I wish people would stop trying to COA and just admit they overreacted and let it go. Good grief. Rich is still fighting to bring him back, I believe, and EVIL HR (I know, redundant that) is fighting to get him gone. Muttbert, the evil HR Director cannot retire fast enough for me. Maybe we will get someone in who will do something other than bitch, moan, complain, whine, delay, and otherwise denigrate the employees. Although we will be getting an HR director so perhaps that is asking to much. Anyway, here's hoping for a positive outcome on this one.
Didn't get a chance to watch anything - -and I don't even know who got bounced on Idol yet. So don't tell me. I will find out. I have a bad feeling though -- so that probably means Sway is out. Which makes me sad. Maybe there will be a wildcard chance for him. Or maybe voters came to their senses and David and Taylor are out. Or not. Probably Kinnik (who I forgot before and who I actually love, so yeah, she is probably gone). Alright anyway. Enough of all that.
Curving outwards.
Apparently a frog found its eternal resting place in the fresh concrete -- later as the body disintegrated we were left with the awesome Frog Hole in the sidewalk. Love it.
What is this curious indentation in the concrete walkway at UC Merced?
