June 3rd, 2005

breeden

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Had a nightmare last night when I was suddenly back in high school (Yes, over a decade later, I STILL have nightmares about high school) and had a final, and the final turned out to be having to label the parts of a circuit board.

"You bombed, of course," said James, who has, quite correctly, no illusions about my technical skills.

"Actually, I got "capacitor" right."

James turned away from frying bacon long enough to give me a skeptical look. "You don't know what a capacitor is."

"The hell I don't! It's the thingies that store power even when you think the thing's turned off and then when you grab it, it shocks the shit out of you."

"Ohhh....I start to see why you might have remembered that one..."*

I went smugly back to my coffee, and didn't mention that in my dream, I had labelled another part of the circuit board "Severus Snape" for no apparent reason.


*James is, of course, correct on this one--there's bitter experience behind it. I once took a summer class in high school and built a laser. All my soldering and circuit building skills have long since faded, but years later, when it broke, I attempted to fix it. This involved turning it off, opening it up, gazing at it while the word "capacitor" drifted vaguely across the back of my brain, then shrugging and grabbing something. The resulting jolt shorted my memory out completely--there's about half a minute from when I touched the thing to when I woke up on the floor a few feet away that I never did get back, and my heart hammered savagely in my chest in a way it never has before or since, for almost five minutes. Once I could get up, I put my laser away, and was careful never to mention this to my mother.
breeden

Battle For The Crown

Temporary crown vs. Toast! Battle of the Century!

Crown has, so far, been undefeated! Toast has been macerated for a good few months! Death to the toasty infidel!

However, this morning, with a fearful internal CRACK! Toast got the last laugh! Victory is Toast's!

Half of the offending crown was fished out in sudden dismay. The other half is on the long journey south even as we speak, accompanying a mouthful of toast, a fallen dental warrior travelling to Valhalla with the shattered body of its foe across its shield.

I kinda hope my insurance paperwork has gone through, as I've been waiting for it to do, because the sudden gaping hole in the molar skyline is unsettling. It will be replaced Monday, 8:30 sharp, insurance paperwork or not, it's just a pain in the ass to do the paperwork and set up all the payment plans and whatnot.

On the bright side, doesn't hurt at all--the tooth is dead as a doornail and well-filled, so other than some slight tenderness to the gums and the sheer WEIRDNESS of the hole, it wasn't painful, just startling as hell. Since I've had tooth pain, and I will take any other pain on earth over it, this is a major plus.

Well, THAT'll certainly wake you up in the morning...
breeden

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I appeal to you, O vast base of reader knowledge!

Today, I found a slug. A slug I have never seen before. A slug that looked almost like slick tree bark, or a boa constrictor, a lovely mottled reticulated pattern, gray and brown with darker patches along the back, and dark little antennae. He was about two inches long, relatively fat bodied, with no obvious shield-shaped thingy. He was a very pretty slug.

I decided that I must immediately identify this sluggy visitor, only to discover to my shock and dismay that E-Nature has no field guide to slugs! Nor could I locate one on-line! Generally any species I could name has an on-line guide, but all I could find were sea slugs, and my deck is not really that oceanic.

Anybody know where I can find the slug listings on-line, or can identify this cute, if presumably slimy and voracious visitor?