The day-by-day play-by-play

Day 1 - Block Party
Day 2 - Kennewick, Man
Day 3 - Loafing
Day 4 - Watering the Dogs
Day 5 - In Flight
Day 6 - Epcot
Day 7 - Get in Line
Day 8 - MGM Disney
Day 9 - At Rest
Day 10 - Not George, Anheuser
Day 11 - In Flight (reprise)
Day 12 - In Sanity
Day 12.5 - In Sickness
Day 15 - On the Road
Day 16 - Oregon Caves
Day 17 - Sam Clam's Disco
Day 18 - Dead Man Walking
Day 19 - Will He Hurl?
Day 20 - Traveling
Day 21 - Six Flags, Long Lines
Day 22 - Tied Up in Knott's
Day 23 - Something Goofy
Day 24 - Sacra-Mentos
Day 25 - Ashland
Day 26 - 10,000 Smiles
Day 27 - At the Movies
Day 28 - Dream Homes

Sabbatical 1998 - Day 4

My List...

Let's see?  What did I do today that I can make a part of the hysterical record?

  • Well, I got my hair cut
    Several of them, actually. All of them were on my head.  Actually, they're still on my head.  The stylist just cut the ends off so that they (the remaining hairs) would be shorter, thus letting me be less warm in the hot sun.  Well, I wouldn't actually be in the sun, because I'd burn up, but I meant more like when I'm exposed to the rays of the sun, protected by the layer of earth's atmosphere. Please let me know if I can be more vague.
  • Bought some more stuff for my bike trip.
    And some things too.
  • Watched some TV shows -- Perry Mason, Jerry Springer and Wonder Woman -- simultaneously.
    Star Fleet does not recommend this maneuver at any speed.  I knew about Perry and Jerry (I think they make ice cream or something) but the Wonder Woman show took me completely by surprise.  In this episode, Paradise Island comes under attack by Axis powers when WW's little sister, Wonder Girl, accidentally tells the Nazis the location of her  hidden rebel base (Wonder Bra).  WW's mom, Wonder Mom, is left as little more than a puppet dictator over her island of Amazon women (and internet booksellers).   I don't want to give it away but there's a lot of pent-up adolescent sexuality involved and, while it was all quite innocent, I felt strangely uncomfortable (Wonder Why?).  Perhaps it was the realization that if Wonder Woman really wanted to help the Allies in the war effort, she could have handed over some of that transparent jet engine technology.  How many of our dough boys' (Wonder Bread) lives were needlessly lost because she didn't give Uncle Sam (a.k.a. Stevie Wonder) this information when he needed it most (during the Wonder Years)?  Makes me SICK!  ...just like that guy who was sleeping with the guy his girlfriend was cheating on before he broke the chair over Jerry's stage manager's head and screamed,  "All right... I killed him!  But I had to... see?  He was blackmailing me for $20,000!  Nemesis! Miss Street, tell them!!"  The shows got kind of confused in my head.  I really shouldn't watch any TV at all.  'Cept for Babylon 5, of course.
  • Played with the kids in the hood.
    My kids.  My hood.  Actually they're dogs not kids, but don't tell them that!

    Dialed in...Stand by Ion control...

    Here you will get a glimpse at one of the boys' favorite games.  I think they call it "Chase the Water."  The ritual begins when Reiner (the oldest) exercises his birthright by submitting a formal Request of Game.  Namely: he points his snout at the garden hose and whines.  Then, if the request is formally accepted by which ever human is present, comes the Opening of the Water Spigot ceremony.   The human selects "Jet" on the Green Water Nozzle Thingy (the instrument of controlled water flow) and aims for a point over the boys' heads. 

    Moving in for the kill...Score!

    In an instant two dogs, drunk with enthusiasm, descend upon the spot where the water hits the grass.  Mysteriously the water stream moves quickly just ahead of the doggies as they dash to and fro.  When and if they do catch up with the water, they bite at it madly as if they can stop its savage attack against their sacred lawn.

    Let's see.  They've got big, floppy wet tongues and they howl at the moon.  By golly... they're PANTaLOONS!  (Don't get yer knickers in a bind.)

  • Started working on today's web page.
    Today was a kind of ordinary day, spent catching up on chores and relaxing, mostly. I didn't really have anything interesting to share, but I started my page out with a list of the things I had done today.  Then I expanded on each of them.  One item that I found particularly interesting was related to the couple of hours I spent in the back yard with my dogs.  At the end of my list was a bullet item entitled: Started working on today's web page. 

"Today was a kind of ordinary day, spent catching up on chores and relaxing, mostly," I began.  "I didn't really have anything interesting to share, so I started my page out with a list of the things I had done today."  Then I started describing the things that were on my web page and included the little bit at the end with the paragraph that described this paragraph that I'm writing now.  I'm... not... sure... what... will... come... next... because... I can't.. write... about it... until... it happens...

I think I'm trying too hard.  Gotta get ready for... Day 5.  The Big Adventure begins.