the pattyo

(And yes, I’m still here … I’ll post when I have something silly to say, I suppose … I’m just not here a lot)

So driving to UCSC today I checked, as I always do, the billboard that appears close to Santa Cruz. Today it was the big whale again, telling us that some company (I think it’s a car dealership) as won some sort of chamber of commerce award. And then it states “We’re humbled”.

Now I don’t know … if you are announcing an award, are you truly humbled? If you didn’t win, perhaps you’d be humbled. I know I’m humbled when I think I’ve had some major solo of import and I don’t get mentioned and then I realize it’s not all about me. But do you really think that company is humbled by their award?

I doubt it.

In other news: I read that Kelsey broke her Petroglyph mug. Truly sad news. (You do have another mug here, Kelsey, so maybe you’ll want to take it back with you?) I’m sorry your nice mug broke, though … that was a cool one. Is it not repairable? Just wondering. (Super glue can do amazing things!)

I’m at “my” coffeeshop … and my coffeecard was full up so I even got a free cup of coffee. Nice! It’s freezing here, though, and they have the fan running too. Go figure.
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It is no longer my birthday. No one has to be nice to me any longer. Now isn’t that a relief?

Yes. Yes, I knew you would like this information.
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Today is Have a Bad Day Day.

Today I also turn 49.

Does the latter imply the former? Hmmm.
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Semicolon You scored 23% Sociability and 76% Sophistication!

Congratulations! You are the semicolon! You are the highest expression of punctuation; no one has more of a right to be proud. In the hands of a master, you will purr, sneering at commas, dismissing periods as beneath your contempt. You separate and connect at the same time, and no one does it better. The novice will find you difficult to come to terms with, but you need no one. You are secure in your elegance, knowing that you, and only you, have the power to mark the skill or incompetence of the craftsman. You have no natural enemies; all fear you. And never, NEVER let anyone tell you that you cannot appear in dialogue!

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I’m beginning to think I will only be keeping my oboe site going at this point. Much of what I say here gets said there. Much of the rest of what I do here is sort of unnecessary. And the readership here is quite a bit smaller (read: miniscule) than over at the oboe site.

Besides, this self-indulgent site is, well, self-indulgent!

So I’ll think on it for a while—I’m not saying this is a done deal—but if you really want to read about what’s up in my life you can always go to the other site! :-)
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AND …

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MEL!

Sorry this is a day late. :-(
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Never mind. I talk too much.

But … in other news …
Ever heard of Sudoku?

I hadn’t until yesterday. I’m only on “easy”, but I’m finding this a bit addictive. Probably in a bad way. But it does make me have to think. I guess that’s okay., eh?

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… or, if you do, be sure and talk to the machine so when I hear a real voice I’ll pick up (unless I’m teaching). I am not answering the phone today; the taped phone calls telling me to vote (and how to vote) are driving me absolutely nuts.

You have now been forewarned!
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I’ve been doing work on my oboe site and haven’t posted much here. Ah well. But for a short moment of thoughts:

• For those who don’t read that oboe site, know that the recital went pretty well!
• Why does my left eye hurt every time I blink?
• Is it normal, with this acid reflux thing, to now not be able to eat as much?
• When will we have a real storm? I want buckets of rain, not this little drizzle!
• When can I get my vacuum cleaner fixed … in other words, when will my floor not need vacuuming? (The cleaner works, but the “roller” part—the part that brushes the carpet, and the motor that makes me not have to push the darn thing, has gone bad.)
• Why do I mainly post here to grumble? ;-)
• Opera begins tomorrow! That’s a Good Thing.

(Whew, I’m not only whining … I do have a few positives … look at bullets 1 and 7, yes?!)

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This video sure makes me think. (Takes some time to load.)
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