Almost there...
Jul. 13th, 2010 08:53 pmNew machine is almost ready now. Still some files to copy from the old one, and a couple of features to get working right.
Sarah's biopsy came back benign. Vet said it was an epithelioma, but not malignant, and is most likely all gone now. Not that Sarah's going to be happy until she gets the splint bandage off that leg, but the prognosis is good now.
In the throes of preparation for the Midwest Fiber and Folk Art Fair this weekend, I remembered finally to try to sign up for the classes I wanted at the Wisconsin Sheep and Wool Festival (September 10-12.) My first choices were already fully booked, so I settled for second because I wanted to do something there. I've heard excellent things about their teaching arrangements. The prices are better than most, the distance isn't intolerable, and it's an excuse to take a day off from work, something I don't do often enough.
There was a silly meme going around among some writing acquaintances this afternoon. You feed it a sample of your writing and it tells you (supposedly) what famous author you resemble. I tried it several times with large samples, as much as half a novel. I got different results each time, but none of them believable: Dan Brown (for "A Close Port of Call,") P. G. Wodehouse (for a chapter from The Argosiad,) and even Vladimir Nabokov (for the entire online portion of Menander of Alexandria.) Silly stuff.
Thank goodness I have tomorrow morning off. Too bad I can't use it to sleep, though. Must continue to plow through work for the fair this weekend, and for the McHenry County Fair (entry form and fees mailed today, actual submissions due August 1.) And next Thursday I have that appearance as Argos, playing the role of Winston the Book Wolf, who will in turn be playing the role of John Rocco's elderly wolf in Wolf! Wolf!. This of course means I should get the costume out and go over it.
For the last couple of days, the entire north side of our house has been covered with little millipedes. No idea where they came from or why they are parked on the siding, but they are gradually disappearing now. I hope not because they are breeding and laying millions of eggs. And this morning I saw a baby hummingbird at the feeder outside the library. It was amazingly tiny, not much larger than a hornet or a dragonfly. It did manage to eat from the sugar water feeder repeatedly, though, and was flying quite well.
Sarah's biopsy came back benign. Vet said it was an epithelioma, but not malignant, and is most likely all gone now. Not that Sarah's going to be happy until she gets the splint bandage off that leg, but the prognosis is good now.
In the throes of preparation for the Midwest Fiber and Folk Art Fair this weekend, I remembered finally to try to sign up for the classes I wanted at the Wisconsin Sheep and Wool Festival (September 10-12.) My first choices were already fully booked, so I settled for second because I wanted to do something there. I've heard excellent things about their teaching arrangements. The prices are better than most, the distance isn't intolerable, and it's an excuse to take a day off from work, something I don't do often enough.
There was a silly meme going around among some writing acquaintances this afternoon. You feed it a sample of your writing and it tells you (supposedly) what famous author you resemble. I tried it several times with large samples, as much as half a novel. I got different results each time, but none of them believable: Dan Brown (for "A Close Port of Call,") P. G. Wodehouse (for a chapter from The Argosiad,) and even Vladimir Nabokov (for the entire online portion of Menander of Alexandria.) Silly stuff.
Thank goodness I have tomorrow morning off. Too bad I can't use it to sleep, though. Must continue to plow through work for the fair this weekend, and for the McHenry County Fair (entry form and fees mailed today, actual submissions due August 1.) And next Thursday I have that appearance as Argos, playing the role of Winston the Book Wolf, who will in turn be playing the role of John Rocco's elderly wolf in Wolf! Wolf!. This of course means I should get the costume out and go over it.
For the last couple of days, the entire north side of our house has been covered with little millipedes. No idea where they came from or why they are parked on the siding, but they are gradually disappearing now. I hope not because they are breeding and laying millions of eggs. And this morning I saw a baby hummingbird at the feeder outside the library. It was amazingly tiny, not much larger than a hornet or a dragonfly. It did manage to eat from the sugar water feeder repeatedly, though, and was flying quite well.
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Date: 2010-07-14 08:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-14 11:35 pm (UTC)There was a silly meme going around among some writing acquaintances this afternoon.
Heh, I ran five of my writings through that 'reader:' one Dan Brown and four Stephen Kings. I liked King, spent a season reading his novels from Carrie through Tommyknockers, so maybe it left a mark ;o)
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