Fever and Phlegm: A Special Thanksgiving Story
Spent the holiday trying to get over some kinduva respiratory thing that kept me from the extended family shindig in Las Vegas. Nurse Diego and his crack aquatic convalescence staff took made me get up and eat periodically, and the magic of Facetime made it almost like I was there enjoying the tryptofan.
Did have a minor revelatory breakthough re: Facebook though. I’ve spent too much time on their site lately, and not enough on my own. I got cut off cold Turkey sometime Thanksgiving morning though, for “security reasons” that they won’t or can’t explain. My identity needs to be verified, and I guess their verifiers are out stuffing their faces. The revelation to me though was a cold, hard reminder that I’m not their customer, I’m just the product they sell to advertisers. As convenient as that site is, I think it’s time for a new look at what content I post there versus what I post on my own domain.
You know that point in the horror movie where the person (or dismembered body parts) you thought was dead slowly starts moving? Well, consider this that moment for Howling Point. Not dead yet, no matter what we’ve looked like the last couple of months. Happy Halloween.
… [A]ll men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
Those words, beautiful every year, sound just a little bit better this year. Will be spending Independence Day celebrating with my now federally-recognized husband by burning the flesh of animals, drinking fermented substances, and finally, protecting our puppy from the noises of our pyromaniac neighbors.
Having a great holiday and hope you are too.
Let’s see…missed Halloween, the election and Thanksgiving here. Blame Twitter and Facebook (via iPhone) and a dead PC. Fortunately the Christmas banners went up automatically on the first,so the site didn’t look completely neglected. Reloading software and setting new defaults on a new HP laptop now, and trying not to get thrown over the rails managing the Windows 8 learning curve. Not to mention playing with my new train and scheduling photo ops for the Dark Lord of the Snow.
While Diego rips to shreds what he thinks is the ear of that special bunny, here’s some Easter cute.
[via the NSFW BillInExile]
Making Chris Pine my Valentine
A delicious home-cooked salmon dinner followed up with the Valentine’s Day premier of This Means War. What a scrumptious evening, and yes, I had a great Valentine’s Day.
How am I supposed to prepare the groundhog for tonight’s feast? Can I get away with a stir fry or fajita mix, or do I have to stuff and roast just like the birds on Turkey Day?
Still in escrow (or at least no one’s told us differently).
Still free of prostate cancer (confirmed by the official finger of BorgHealth this morning).
Still wondering why I decorate for Christmas even though I have a dog.
Not just the house but the site. You can wait for the new holiday banners to enter the rotation on Wednesday, or go sneak a peak here.