Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

1. How long have you had a weblog? Since April of this year, although I had been meaning to start one for a long time before I actually did. It was M.S. who finally sent me over the edge towards blogdom.
2. What was your first post about? My first post was announcing my intentions to start a blog. Duh. My first post with any content was describing a weird dream I had. You can read them both here.
3. How many changes (name, location, etc.) of your weblog have there been, if more than one? I changed from “My Schtuff” to “Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time”, and I bought the domain name of addlepated.net in the middle of May.
4. What CMS (content management system) do you use? Do you like it or do you want to try something else? I just switched from Blogger to Movable Type and I’m really happy I did. I like not having to depend on another server to be up, and I haven’t had a post munged since I switched. It’s a total bitch to set up but ultimately worth it.
5. Do you read people who have both a journal and a weblog? Or do you prefer to read people who have all of their writing in one central place? Yes, I read both. I have varied interests. My daily reads include all of the blogs on the sidebar, as well as Fark, Metafilter, and Blogdex, which are all sort of community blogs.

tampax tampons hugh lot a must see!!!!… the things people sell on eBay. What scares me is that this is in the ORAL hygiene section.
The egg separator from hell.

I will not bore you with details on how the bottle in the water cooler has a crack in it and leaked a couple of gallons of water onto the office floor.

Nor will I bore you with details on how the 2 year old busted me turning out her light and closing her door last night when I thought she was asleep and she cried and made hub sleep with her on the floor of the office. In the puddle.

Instead I will tell you about the 10 month old, who found a bowl of honey that had been left on my desk while said 2 y.o. and I were taking a nap.

Honey is, apparently, a delightfully squishy thing to play with. Guess who’s getting a bath tonight?

Hub is watching Tom and Jerry right now. He can tell me what’s going to happen next in every single damned Tom and Jerry cartoon ever made. And he sits there and giggles while he watches. And now he’s got the 2 year old doing it too.

“Wook, Cwiffowd’s going to bwow away the cwouds!”

See? I don’t even need to watch TV. I get it recited to me.

Ironically enough, after M.S.’s cryptic phone call regarding her unexpected Amazon booty, I got a package from Amazon in the mail today. It was just something I had ordered a couple of days ago and not a gift from a secret admirer.

Speaking of M.S., can anyone explain why her link never shows up as visited on my sidebar?

If you can’t stand the meat, get out of the Ribfest, bahahahaha, oh I slay me.
A bunch of riddles without any solutions posted. Do not click if easily frustrated.
Is my Blog HOT or NOT?
Florida state troopers flag motorists down, tell them to pull into a rest stop, where they are interviewed about their travel habits and annual income. Florida, the comic relief and phallic state.

Pa. Man Dies in Vat of Chocolate… No, his name was not Augustus Gloop.

Just got back from the vet. Gus has lost a pound in the last month, down to 4.5 lbs from his normal 7.5 lbs. He has a severe UTI and is acutely dehydrated. His kidney bloodwork shows that his numbers are twice what they were a month ago. That’s a bad thing. So he’s in the hospital getting IV fluids for 3-5 days. We’ll see if he can pulll this one through.

ActIII. Scene IV: *We are sitting in Starbucks drinking some wonderful coffee (or drink of your choice) catching up on us, the world, the news, and everyone else’s business.* Fill in your blanks on your blog or in the comments. *Quiet on the set!* ACTION!

Me: I can’t believe it has been a week since we have chatted! I am so glad Bob would watch the kids so I could come and have some down time! Speaking of kids, can you believe the news lately? I am shocked by the abductions and crimes against children that we are seeing lately. What do you think about them?
You: They just sicken me. Of course we as parents have to teach our kids to be careful of strangers, but now we have to take it to such extremes that I wonder if we’re going to end up raising a totally cynical, non-trusting generation. Even cops and priests can’t always be trusted. When I was a kid I had an uneasy experience with a fireman (nothing bad happened, but he gave a friend and me really bad creeps, and we were only 9). Who can we, or our kids, trust anymore?
Me: It has really had an effect on me. I won’t let my two kids out in our front yard anymore without me right there. I used to let them out in the front yard while I did chores in the house like we did when I was a kid. Not any more. They can only go out in our fenced backyard. I also am double checking the locks on our privacy fence in the back. Do you think parents have to be extra cautious these days? How far would you go to be cautious in this day and age?
You: Very cautious. Mine are too young to play outside by themselves, but the older one is getting there. I think I’d only let her out in the fenced backyard while the dog’s out there to bark at strangers. As she gets old enough, I might let her ride a bike up and down our street, since it’s dead end, but I can’t imagine letting her ride over to a friend’s house across the neighborhood like I did when I was a kid. Is it that streets have gotten busier or that I’ve gotten more cautious? Probably the latter.

Me: I can’t imagine what would drive a person to molest a five-year old. This sickens me to no end. What should we do to that type of criminal?
You: Well, back in the 80s there was a big flap over using depo-provera on rapists to take away their sex drive. I think that’s an excellent idea, although there were a bunch of people crying that it was cruel and unusual punishment. Why do criminals expect to be treated well? I think they should be treated as their victims were. There’s a scene in a Heinlein book where someone was stuck in a traffic jam because a criminal was receiving his sentence – he had been a hit and run driver, so he was put in the street, hit with the same type of car, and then had to wait the same amount of time that the victim did for medical help. Harsh? Sure. Deterrent? You bet.

Me: I heard the suspect in Samantha Runnion’s case was arrested on Monday. His mother spoke out on several news shows saying she had no idea he would be capable of something such as that but was preparing herself for the worst. What would you do if you found out someone close to you (relative, spouse, neighbor) was a child molester? How would you feel?
You: I think it’s impossible to predict my response. Pity, repulsion, fear, anger, hatred all come to mind. I’m afraid if we found out that a neighbor had been molesting one of our kids, my husband would take matters into his own hands. Not to perpetuate the Southern stereotype, but he’s hot-tempered and heavily armed.

Me: Oh by the way, did you catch the season premiere of Sex In The City? I Totally missed it! What happened (if you did see it)?!?
You: It was pretty good, although like everyone else I’m getting tired of Carrie whining about being single. They chopped out the twin towers from the opening shot without addressing 9/11, which kind of ticked me off. On the plus side they showed a realistic and natural view of breastfeeding, and I was rolling on the floor laughing when Brady’s bellybutton fell off and the cat got it and Miranda was totally grossed out.

Me: I have got to pee from all that coffee! You gotta go too or are you gonna hang here at the table?
You: Usually coffee makes me have to… well, nevermind.

Me: *After returning from the bathroom* Whew! Much better! What should we do now?
You: Let’s run next door to Barnes and Noble and shop for books!