when i was a kid, we didn't have TV. when we wanted entertainment, we'd stare at the paintings on the side of the cave, and if we crossed our eyes a little, it would look like they moved.
had a weird dream, involving kim trying to install a rack of gear for us someplace, and the facility not wanting to grant her access, and a bozo from work claiming that there wasn't enough electric to run all the telnet sessions on the servers.
had too much sushi last night. sam bought us a lemon grass plant. loki will be happy when she discovers it - she loves the taste of lemon grass.
the karate picnic was disappointing this year. kwan jang nim ended up out of town, and the norristown school had a very dismal showing. dunno how much of that is lack of interest, how much is because a lot of people were out of town, and how much because we didn't get any posters up until last minute and didn't advertise the event.
not everything was bad, tho. beth made the most amazing little dill and cucumber and cayenne pepper sandwiches and asked me to tell linda that her belly buttons were doing really well and had beautiful blue flowers (bachelor buttons, linda corrected). rafer and i looked at each other, both thinking the same thing: "is it smokable? no? so tell me again why i should be interested?" met a nice young lady there who, when i was about to leave, said "you should stay and play cards." "strip poker?" i asked. she smiled, replied: "I suck at poker. OK."
but i was a good boy and went home.
rafer and beth are interested in joining the caravan to centralia when we figure out when that will be.