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I should be blogging – I have a bunch of stuff to talk about. (Wedding, honeymoon – etc) I just don’t feel like doing it yet. Will probably happen sometime next week. Sorry for lagging. I guess I’m still in recovery mode.

Aug 12th 2002, 16:10 GMT

Busy Weekend.

Took friday off due to illness – spent most of the day asleep.

Saturday morning was spent running errands – getting hair cut-n-colored for the wedding, picking up dry cleaning, grocery shopping, etc.

Saturday afternoon I drove up to Oakland for a dance lesson. Gaskell’s Ball was Saturday night, and I wanted a refresher on a couple of things. After the class, I went and had dinner, then went back and got ready for teh dance.

Jenny had to work Saturday, so she wasn’t able to attend the lesson, but was there for the ball. We danced, chatted with friends, and had a wonderful time. I resolved to buy some better shoes for the wedding. My feet were killing me by the end of the third set, so we left early.

On the way home we “went on an adventure – just like the Goonies” – I made a wrong turn, and we nded up finding a new way through Oakland tothe freeway.

Sunday we went up to Petaluma to work on more wedding stuff. Compared guest lists with Jenny’s mom, started calling folks who hadn’t replied yet, went to the tux shop to give them the measurements for the ring bearer. Found out who else hadn’t been measured yet. (My father was the only one – he also hadn’t sent his reply card back.) We got mixed up on the time we were supposed to meet with the minister to outline the ceremony. (I’m still trying to figure out how I got 4:00 from 1:30.) We rescheduled for 5:00. I’m glad we were able to still meet with him yesterday. Next weekend wouldn’t have worked.

We made a trip up to Cotati to visit a couple of friends before coming home. Thier 8-month-old son was born with some severe health problems, and they’ve been having a bit of a rough time. Things have improved a bit in the last couple of months, but Eli may still need a liver transplant within the next couple of years.

Eli is at an interesting stage of development. He recognizes faces and expressions, and will smile back at you. I spent some time entertaining him (and myself – and Jenny and Alexis from the other room) while the girls chatted in the kitchen, and Eric was preparing for the baby’s bedtime routine of tests and meds and such.

Eli is such a good, happy baby, (considering some of his heath problems,) and it’s tough hearing about and seeing some of what Eric and Alexis are going through.

Edited on Aug 13th 2002, 17:10 by Hooloovoo

Aug 1st 2002, 01:30 GMT

Okay, so I like have this GLUE theme, right? And it’s like, totally based on my website and stuff.

Well, see – I’m like trying to do the layout without resorting to tables – cuz I totally did it that way on my site, but – like, I might have to, you know, NOT do it that way, since we need these things to look good in IE and stuff. Unless I can, like, totally find a killer way to make it work, I’ll like, end up putting the left and right columns into a table so we don’t end up with those totaly bogus margin problems in IE. You know, I can be like totaly – “what-ever dude” about it on my own site, but not here and stuff.

So anyway – here’s the first rough GLUE theme based on hooloovoo.net, but I still have a lot of work to do on it. The screen shot was taken with Mozilla.

Edit: I pulled the screenshots down, since the theme is now part of GLUE 1.0 RC1

(You don’t even want to see how IE mangles it.)

Edited on Aug 16th 2002, 22:27 by Hooloovoo

Jul 18th 2002, 21:33 GMT

Something in LinaliHigami‘s blog entry [Link] reminded me of a game an old roomate of mine and I would play whenever we drove anywhere.

Basically it was a running joke/conversation about how the passenger was just a figment of the driver’s imagination. And how anyone in the back seat was a figment of the figment of the driver’s imagination imagination… (confused yet? good that was the whole point.) It would switch off depending on who was driving.

We’d get into some really bizarre conversations that way. It didn’t help that most of these were at 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning on the way home from some place. I guess we used it mainly as a way to keep each other awake, so the driver wouldn’t fall asleep at the wheel and drive into a ditch, or off a bridge, or something.

-Hool

Jul 16th 2002, 23:11 GMT

mmm… Cool-Aid…

No Hool, don’t drink it! Don’t drink the purple Cool-Aid!

But I must. The Cool-Aid is good. The Cool-Aid is the way. We must all drink our Cool-Aid…

If you feel that you must, I don’t see how I can stop you. Just be careful – don’t be the first in line, and see how the others react before you drink yours.

mmmm… Cool-Aid…

Edited on Jul 16th 2002, 23:12 by Hooloovoo