Life in Queen Medb's Castle
Thursday, July 03, 2003
Okay, it's now official. . . Life in Queen Medb's Castle has a new home.
Thanks Joni for helping Stoney figger out how to work Movable Type. I don't think we could've done it without you!
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Almost. . .Stoney's just about finished fixing Movable Type on my computer, too! I'm so excited! Something new to play with. . .I've almost tweaked all the tweaking out of Blog Spot.
DaGoddess had this linked and it was so wonderful, I had to link to it, too. Thanks, Tracy, for the beauty and wisdom of "The Missing Pieces".
The Butterfly loves to draw and color and paint and do just about anything that involves color and ink and paper. I keep her supplied with a plethora of scrap paper and a superfluity of crayons, markers, pens, etc. It's good to encourage her creativity, plus, it gives me something to hang on the fridge to cover up our Refrigerator Poetry. (Stoney and I are rather, um, romantic poets. Yeah, yeah, that's it, that's the word. . .romantic. Ahem.)
One of Stoney's past girl friends (she was a friend of mine, too, but that's a long story and better saved for another day) was an artist. When she told the Butterfly (who was about 6 or so) that she had went to college for art, the Butterfly looked at her quizzically, "To learn to draw and color and stuff?" Getting an affirmative, that little Melon Head went to her room and came back a few minutes later with a drawing, to show the girl friend that she could draw and color without having to go to college to learn how.
That's my Butterfly!
So, I scan and permanently keep some of her doodles, and not just cause they're so darn funny. Some are really good. Here's Stoney as she saw him, back on 20 April. The use of notebook paper and orange highlighter is very Modern, don't you think? But there he is, with his coffee in the porch swing. It's an excellent likeness, despite the Gumby limbs.
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
Invasion of Privacy?
Just how far are we going to go before Homeland Security is satisfied?
"New Airport Scans Could Expose Travelers"
Well, heck, it's worth a try!
Do Not Call Registry
The EU is at it again. . . Starting today, "firms outside the 15-nation European Union offering digital services. . .will be liable for value added tax (VAT) on sales to Europeans." (source)
Now, I'll admit that I don't know much about commerce in the EU, or how badly it might be effected by internet commerce, and I'll even admit that I really don't care. What I do care about it having another tax levied against US businesses by an outside source.
"An EU spokeswoman said: 'To get extra income was not the objective. The objective is to put an end to discrimination suffered by companies established in Europe that supplied services via the Internet.' "
Ah, discrimination, huh? So that's what's all about. Oh gimme a break!
The EU can't produce the goods and services that it's people want and need. So, other countries supply those goods and services. What reward do we get? A tax. I don't think so.
"The EU will not say how much revenue it expects to get. But Alexander Drobik, Vice President of UK-based business advisers GartnerG2, says it could be $200 million a year. "
$200 million a year, huh? So, it's really not an issue of discrimination, it's an issue of finding another way to get some more income for the EU.
Ever occur to them that we could just not sell our goods to the EU, thus avoiding the tax altogether and leaving them without these goods and services that are obviously important enough for their people to buy them. Then what'll they do?
I really gotta quit reading the news.
I stumbled on this site today (can't remember from what or I'd give credit) and it's really cool! Whole books, on line, for you to peruse. Novels, dictionaries, non-fiction, verse and other reference works are RIGHT THERE! If you're a fellow bibliophile, go check it out!
Monday, June 30, 2003
More on the Butterfly
Well, the Butterfly's home safe and sound for another week and a half.
My ears are tired.
It's not when she talks a lot that tires my ears. I actually like to hear her express her thoughts and opinions and plans for the future and desires and dislikes. I learn so much about my Butterfly that way.
What tires me is her habit of narrating every activity that she's involved in, whether or not I'm there, too. Every key stroke is narrated when she's playing Neopets or a cd game. (Look, I ran into a tree. Look, I can make the car do this. Can you do that? How do I play this game? I'm clicking on this, is that okay? Look, I clicked on that and this happened. I'm going to click here, right now, okay?) Every thing she does on her move playing a board game is described in depth. (Oh, it's my turn. I'm going to roll the dice. I rolled a 3. I'm moving my car three spaces. One. Two. Three. Ooops, I wrecked my car. Oh, I'm drawing a card now.) Even her book reading involves some sort of comment. (I just finished page four. I'm reading chapter two now. This book is funny. Want me to read it out loud to you? I've read ten pages now. This is a good book.)
Yeah, my ears are tired!
I think I'll encourage her to become a sports commentator. She'd be excellent for it!
Sunday, June 29, 2003
DaGoddess was requesting jokes for her young son this weekend. As the Butterfly had just gotten a new joke book, I asked her if she had any she wanted to share. Here are her handpicked offerings for DeSon of DaGoddess.
Why did the chewing gum cross the road?
It was stuck to the bottom of the chicken's shoe.
Why did the cow go to drama class?
Because she wanted to be a Moo-vie star.
What's long, sharp and only has one eye?
Why were ten toes nervous?
They were being followed by two heels!
What has a fork and a mouth, but never eats food?
What is the tiniest room?
What kind of lights did Noah have on the ark?
What happens if you sleep with a bar of soap under your pillow?
You slip right out of bed in the morning.
What do you call a bull taking a nap?
What happens when you dial 116?
An upside ambulance comes to your house.
What do you call two bars of soap?
A pair of slippers
What did the peas patch say to the corn patch.
Stop stalking me
Where do hot dogs dance?
Why are elephants so wrinkled?
Because they stayed in the bathtub too long.
Why, you ask, did I share 'em with you? So you could understand why Stoney and I haven't posted too much this weekend.
Stoney's Toe Nails
We're still up cuz we're way too tired to go to bed. Ever been like that?
Once the house got quiet (after Butterfly went to sleep) we've just been sitting here in the office, in our comfy computer chairs, too tired to get up. As you can probably imagine, we are way past the tired point and well into the giggling-like-school-girls-at-a-sleepover point.
What does that have to do with Stoney's toe nails? You really don't want to know.