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On the 12th day of Christmas the NFL gave to me
Twelve fired coaches!
Eleven angry owners,
10 scheming agents,
nine cheer-babes dancing,
eight missed field goals,
seven dropped passes,
six bouncing fumbles,
Five-maaaaaaaan blitz
Four defensive backs,
three-step drop,
two reversed calls
And a cell phone in a goal post.

Annoyed grunt

Noticed many memes with upwards of 100 items on them. I just don't have that level of patience anymore. And if I don't have that level of introspection, nobody has that level of interest....

Added more friends, did not tell them. Some I know. At least one I've not spoken -- even in the virtual sense -- for two years. Still. Coolness bypasses barriers of time.

I don't want anything for Christmas. It's not that I'm being curmudgeonly or particularly Scroogey. I just already have everything I want. Really. Except maybe for an older PC to install MythTV on, I'm pretty much set. Maybe new shoes.

That said, I've been a little cranky lately. Not sure why. I've been finding myself suppressing my VOICE! OF! RAGE! more than usual at work. Simple things. Like when people sneak up from behind you while you're working with your headphones on an begin a conversation by quoting verbatim something on your screen. How the hell do you respond? "Yes. That's what I'm doing. That's what I'm reading. Rather, this is what I was doing/reading before you came up and started talking. I can't work until you go away. How can I expedite that?"

And that's not fair. I know there's no malice. And I know these people aren't even being really insensitive. I'm just deeply...I dunno. Angry? No, not really. I'm just finding it harder and harder to suffer idiots (and, of course, my idiot-perception threshold is at a new low). It's not their fault. My patience is all dry. That's one thing I miss about college -- this time of year I used to be able to spend in relative isolation. Sigh.

What was a short post has become too long and must be stopped lest it consume us all.

Old home day

Weather here is always dynamic, if irritating. Hard to prepare. Boots? Shorts? Fuzzy bunny hat? Today had literally a wall of fog on the way into work. And it was about fifty feet thick. Can't see anything approach it, drive through it, and then you can see just fine. Very odd. But everything was gray and cloudy today, and honestly, that's just how I like it....

But back home today, even though the weather's comfortable (warning: site design frightening), the sunrise is at 7:15 am and sunset 3:46 pm. I miss that. A lot.

I'm done with my work. I must now wait for others. Who are at lunch. Sigh. Almost not worth the extra coffee this morning.