Little Miss Forgetful...

Not that I've been keeping up with this blog anyway...

I'm in the middle of at least a one-week break from blogging while Didge and I get our heads around a slew of business-related stuff. To make matters even more fun and exciting, I decided to revamp this blog a bit (working on that), very likely launch a third, and actually pursue the whole blogging thing instead of having them be mere half-assed hobby-based replacements for phone calls with friends and family. That led me to trying to figure out how to link everything together social media-wise, and so forth, and so on...

And now you know where we are, and I feel responsible and caught up again. We'll be back sometime next week - hopefully with updated photo and video repositories and a shiny new graphic at the top.

Watching Larry King Live...

Seeing Corey Feldman talking about the death of his best friend stung a bit. He was very impressive, and the whole thing was bittersweet. It was a perfect example of what best friends should do for each other.



I've been trying to figure out an entry pertaining to Corey Haim all day long beyond my standard RIP gig. Damn, this is sad. It just sucks. Didge shook me awake this morning with "Oh, my GOD - Corey Haim just died!", and I jumped up asking, "WHAT??" We were part of the, ahem, target demographic for movies like "Lucas" and "The Lost Boys", and while it's hard to explain why that makes the death of someone so incredibly distant such a jolt, when people who become part of the fabric of such a good, colorful, fun time in your life pass away, it's a jolt.

So rest peacefully, Corey. And thank you for helping make *that time* what it was to us.

figuring it out

(Dang! Three weeks!)

Actually, that should read figured it out: Chaos follows Didgeridoo Boy. He can't help it, it's just part of who he is. My life is a cartoon, and I've always been okay with that, but bringing his chaotic element into the mix...? Yeah. Ohhh, yeah. And whoa, Nelly. Traditionally, this is the part of the marriage where we begin to settle into what would be normal for us, right?

For us, there is very little what is normally considered "normal". And that's fine. I'm completely okay with the fact that I have bloody well given up trying to figure out how to have a little bit of "normal" in our life. What we are establishing is what is normal for us. We cannot be 'burbanites, even though we live in the 'burbs, not that we want to be, anyway. (Ye gods, the idea of Didge in pleated trousers and a golf shirt - please, please save me from this horrific vision. And take the one of me driving an SUV with it.)

(And take the one where we start shopping at Banana Republic, too. Please. The fact that he drags me to WalMart is bad enough.)

But, like I said, it's taken a little while for this to sink in. It actually came over me in a wave this morning, and was something of a relief - it means I've finally got a lifestyle with someone else (key thing, there - there have been some dilly-ass-doozies in my past) that I don't feel as if I'm forcing myself into in any way, shape, or form. And while there are times I feel as though I've adopted a seven year old, I'm sure he feels the same way at times, too. He completely understands when I dash off towards some kawaii something or another, just as I totally get it when he power-moseys towards a new video game or Star Wars figure.

In short, we're rolling with it. Marriage thus far has been good, and it became a whole lot better with this morning's realization. (And, yes, I am writing about it all again.)

Rest In Peace, Doug Feiger

Doug Fieger, lead singer of The Knack, has passed away.

These are two of my most favorite songs *ever*.

Computer woes...

This is getting to be a little bit insane. Just before Christmas, Didge and I both had our computers go kaput on the same day. Mine was a hard drive issue, evidently, and his? Myriad issues that began, we think, with the wireless card going bad. Okay, fine - we decided to go computerless for a while, since we were spending way, way too much time online anyway.

Enter the loaner PC. Enter the virus. Or was it? It could have been something due to his downloading Windows Service Pack 3. More issues ensued - something to do with the wrong kind of RAM having been installed on that machine a couple of years ago. He got it all worked out - or did he? Once the RAM issue was solved, the other nonsense came back. Taking Service Pack 3 off solved the issues that kept...cropping....up. Fun, fun, fun.

I got my new (cough) PC, and just in the nick of time - Didge needed it for a lot of frantic research fueled by the appearance on his finally fixed computer of the dreaded (duhn duhn duhnnnnn) BSoD - Blue Screen of Death. Just after the surprisingly protracted final wave of purging my past lives (ha!), Didge set up Entertainment Central in the living room - and on Tuesday, downloaded an update that is doing this. According to Didge, it's gotten to Vista and Windows 7 machines, too, but don't quote me on that - I don't know his sources. I just know that he got the damn thing of my computer last night as soon as he read what he read. As for his? He was up until about 5am working on it. Whee.

So - for Valentine's Day, Didge and I would like a day without BS computer issues due to stuff the manufacterer says you're supposed to download and install in order for all to be right with the world.

And a one, and a two, and a slight rename...and snow.

New yoga blog was called Life, the Universe, and Yoga for all of one day. I decided its web addy was the perfect name, and changed it to 42 Yoga in short order. Fun part, though, because of how I've chosen to set up the title and description, it still shows in Blogger's listings as Life, the Universe, and Yoga. This has been somewhat frustrating.

We had snow yesterday - in Augusta, GA, no less. Every now and again we'll get a good hit of it, and yesterday was one of those nows and agains. Loved every minute of it, and would love some more. I'm sore from running and playing, but am nevertheless totally relaxed.

And I got to smack Didge with a snowball to get him back for all those vile flatulence videos he's so keen on watching of late.

Albino brain chiggers and hot chocolate...

We're going to get snow, wethinks! In Augusta, Georgia!

Didge and I are ready - he set up his mega wall of entertainment nerdness last night. We did not join the traditional regional frey for bread, milk, and fueling up our cars. Who needs such a stash when you have a computer wired up to a stereo wired up to a gaming system alongside a separate television dedicated to a vintage Atari system? It rules. We're happy.

And we're going to get to play in the snow, free of supermarket rush bumps and bruises!