Counting to sum

1. Begin
2. Don’t finish
3. Start over
4. Get distracted
5. Forget to remember

I have to tell you Sparks, that’s the farthest yet…

A long September less than halfway gone today,

Nothing wrong except the things that always were.

I can’t remember what the last thing was I meant to say here,

It’s gone and done and gone away.

Plans from a couple of months ago and whether I did ‘em

Jewish comics panel–Maybe next wondercon?

Persnickety it ain’t, and loquacious neither.

There’s all these things that aren’t quite what they might be nor yet what I might be able to frame well enough to acknowledge or accomodate or reject.  There’s the incident report in hand and the incident write-up I wasn’t sent and the written response to the question I infer about where I was when I wasn’t there where I shouldn’t have been expected.

The room is dark

The lights twitch off when I don’t move or shout enough which I don’t know how I haven’t given how long it’s taken to do simple Adware and Spyware scans.  My start-up time is verging on 10 minutes which still means my laptop is quicker on the draw than I am (when no one is yelling at me) but I see no problem with a double standard. 

Call outs and cop outs

Cops aren’t simply paid to kill people, and I haven’t called him back, and I didn’t go to LA or get the work done, and we’ve got the new guy but not all of us know it yet, and I’m on my twentieth clove of garlic this week. It’s my season for deep revision and implementation of best practices and my practice at this has not been best. Parshas to read, tables to finish, forms to file, bills to pay, screws to buy and install, boots to buy and break in. On the plus side, we rocked the costume contest last night and the night before, and she’s rocking Sonic the Hedgehog 2 even as I type.

The distressing ennui of the early morning…

Crouching low by the alarm clock, considering the options of resetting, hitting snooze a forbidden third time, or just getting up, it has already become clear that I won’t get everything done today, because I hardly got much at all done yesterday, and so getting up early gets me nowhere quicker.  But then again, it does get me moving, and at least that’s going somewhere.

The tie is wrinkled but the vest hides it, the pants are dirty but the color masks it, the timing belt appears to be off but I expect the mechanics will deny it.

Just give me yesterday back and I might be able to get ready for today, in time for tomorrow.

I could just go whoosh

Straight down that tunnel of nodding consciousness; but there’s the ball game on the radio, one old boss to talk about sunday and another to talk about tonight or maybe Los Angeles, and good news my girlfriend hasn’t told me yet.

Not to mention tasks overdue and un-updated, a variety of papers to sort and cull, several charts and sheets and other fluid bits of techne…

Now I’ve spoken with each boss, set the further plans and taken some action, and my bowels are swelling. Those big vegetable vitamins I got 6 months ago? They are supposed to be taken 3 a day. I’ve been trying that for a few and I think that’s why my urine is neon yellow and smell of pressed grass and horses.

I was up at 3am Wednesday morning and stayed up… And last night I went to bed at 4 and change, got up an hour later…

I’ve been solid all day. Produced fantastic training materials and led an awesome strategic planning session. I hope the evals support that. Energy was mostly high, lots of good conversations went on, and it laid groundwork for tutor investment and site leader commitment to joing planning… And the sudden guffaw from the crowd when I quoted KRS-One was a treat.

On the other hand, my story about Washington Elementary went on a bit, and the Reliability/Results speech was, well, disheartening. But I can forgive that as long as it improves, and perhaps it will when I introduce Priority Objective #10…

All of which reduces the bite and bile I feel over the A’s loss.  It’s a bittersweet thing…

Breathe and breathe

I spoke with a crank when I could have been finishing and getting out of the cafe but I guess it was worth getting the tip about the parade article, and a little bit of practice on my crank-talking-jive.

It puts me in a mental place somewhere between making points at the Abbott’s dinner table and screaming at the La Rouche zealots.

Snakes on a Plane Sequel Titles (with Plot Synopsis)

I’m pretty sure I made all of these up.  But it’s actually been a little while since I wrote it so who can really say for sure?
Adder 49
Snakes in a building that is on fire.

Boa versus the Volcano
A snake in a mountain that is on fire.

Cobra There, Where Art Thou?
A snake gets lost. Nothing is on fire.

Diamondbacks are forever
A secret agent can’t keep his snake in his pants.

Elapidae 2: Elapidae Harder
Snakes are back in an airport!

Fakir to Eternity
Snake charmer achieves nirvana; is eaten by snakes.

Grass Snakes of the Caribbean
Snake ghosts eat Johnny Depp.

Herpetologistantine
Hell wants him. Heaven won’t take him. Snakes need him.

Isis Wide Shut
Snake Goddess’ marriage falls apart at ritualistic orgy.

Jeweled Rat Snake Park
Snakes and Jeff Goldblum over acting.

KAAlifornia
Rudyard Kipling’s snake picks up hitchhiker Brad Pitt.

Leptotyphlopidae Las Vegas
Snakes drink themselves under the poker tables.

Massasauga and Commander
Snakes on boats with big sails and cannons.

North by Northwestern Garter
Snakes in an airplane shooting at a cornfield!

Ophiophagy of Dreams
If you eat snakes, they will come.

Python the Prize
Snakes and the Civil Rights Movement.

Queen Snake of the Spiderwoman
Low budget SciFi channel mayhem.

Rattlers of the Lost Ark
Fast striking snakes and Biblical treasure.

Squamata
Snakes bleed from their palms for Christ.

Typhlopidae and a Baby
Bachelor Snakes change diapers.

Umbrella Snake over the River Kwai
Snakes and exploding militaty archtitecture.

Viper Fools Fall in Love?
Snakes in a lighthearted comedy about an African American Poligamist.

Western Ribbon Runs Through It
Snakes in a rowboat going over a waterfall.

Xenopeltis Unicolor a Rose Garden
Imaginary snakes in an insane asylum.

Yaqui Blackhead in King Arthur’s Court
Snakes in a Heath Ledger vehicle.

Zebra Snake Lebowski
Snakes and Nihilistic Ferrets in a bathtub!