Monday, not so Manic
01/09/08 06:31 AM | Up Chucks
I'm through the first 4 chapters of my next tech-editing job. I did two last night. I have 4 more on hand to do. This one is the Canon Rebel XTi which I handle everyday at work. I started right in when we got home from work, two chapters two hours total. Observations corrections and suggestions offered. As a reward? Two more episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Nine down lucky 13 to go in season 3, and season 4 waits in the wings.
Yesterdays compu-confunding kept me from enumerating the crowd at the Chatterbox. It was a full house to be sure, the combination of workers returning after extended vacations, the unseasonably warm weather and a whole bucket of nine to five Monday brought about a harmonic convergence of sorts. The first people I saw after crossing from my parking place in front of the Three Dog Bakery were sitting outside. Tom Woody, David Andrichik and Chris West, and like a carnival huckster David was polling each entrant about their willingness to participate in the 10 week Chatterbowling leagues that he is forming. Being found worthy , Jenni and I passed inside and took our places with Mel Shoffner, Mike Wilson and Rich Culy already assembled and awaiting batteries (or brews) to get the ball rolling. Andi Short and Phil Smith were near the end of the bar, book-ended by Matt Theobald and Nicci H. Next were the Beuke's, Monica, Jody Frick, and Andy Krull. Then still at the bar, three guys I didn't know at all, no really it's true, our party across from them at the tables, some early 20's crew a couple tables closer to the door who left just in time to surrender their spots to the ACT crew, Jeff, Jerry, Mary-Lou and Lisa and one other semi-regular Cabaret character I can't re-name for lack of memory.
Looks like I'm a Mac I'm a PC are downloading after a busy day. Chuck Pace © 2008
Kay arrived and joined us and more fellows joined the three wise men I didn't know and stood behind them blocking access to the facilities, Nicci and Andi went outside to enjoy the tempting temperate treasure and the conversation flowed inside like honey in wine. Travis appeared on the patio with Mr. West and Andrichik for the duration of one Miller Lite and then he was done like the Christmas goose. We finished up and made our own way home after a brief detour to fast food just because we both deserved a fresh juicy burger concoction, the the inevitable Slaying session again. The drawing above is of two of the three stranger guys talking to each other while their keystone was attending to a nature call. This was on a bar napkin and is now on the web. Bam!
Bam! Zonk! Splatt! The Super-Hero Museum is now closed! The location? The overwhelming sense of evil? The Customer flow? Yep.
That did it. Golly jeepers, now I'll never get to use my two Comp tickets to get in with Jenni! Drat. Holy closing calamity caped crusaders.
Yesterdays compu-confunding kept me from enumerating the crowd at the Chatterbox. It was a full house to be sure, the combination of workers returning after extended vacations, the unseasonably warm weather and a whole bucket of nine to five Monday brought about a harmonic convergence of sorts. The first people I saw after crossing from my parking place in front of the Three Dog Bakery were sitting outside. Tom Woody, David Andrichik and Chris West, and like a carnival huckster David was polling each entrant about their willingness to participate in the 10 week Chatterbowling leagues that he is forming. Being found worthy , Jenni and I passed inside and took our places with Mel Shoffner, Mike Wilson and Rich Culy already assembled and awaiting batteries (or brews) to get the ball rolling. Andi Short and Phil Smith were near the end of the bar, book-ended by Matt Theobald and Nicci H. Next were the Beuke's, Monica, Jody Frick, and Andy Krull. Then still at the bar, three guys I didn't know at all, no really it's true, our party across from them at the tables, some early 20's crew a couple tables closer to the door who left just in time to surrender their spots to the ACT crew, Jeff, Jerry, Mary-Lou and Lisa and one other semi-regular Cabaret character I can't re-name for lack of memory.
Looks like I'm a Mac I'm a PC are downloading after a busy day. Chuck Pace © 2008
Kay arrived and joined us and more fellows joined the three wise men I didn't know and stood behind them blocking access to the facilities, Nicci and Andi went outside to enjoy the tempting temperate treasure and the conversation flowed inside like honey in wine. Travis appeared on the patio with Mr. West and Andrichik for the duration of one Miller Lite and then he was done like the Christmas goose. We finished up and made our own way home after a brief detour to fast food just because we both deserved a fresh juicy burger concoction, the the inevitable Slaying session again. The drawing above is of two of the three stranger guys talking to each other while their keystone was attending to a nature call. This was on a bar napkin and is now on the web. Bam!
Bam! Zonk! Splatt! The Super-Hero Museum is now closed! The location? The overwhelming sense of evil? The Customer flow? Yep.
That did it. Golly jeepers, now I'll never get to use my two Comp tickets to get in with Jenni! Drat. Holy closing calamity caped crusaders.