1. What is your occupation right now?

   Lead web developer.

2. What color are your socks right now?

   White.

3. What are you listening to right now?

   Whatever YouTube video that is my younger son has playing. The last thing I listened to, according to my iTunes, was “Evacuate the Dancefloor” by Cascada.

4. What was the last thing that you ate?

   A slice of my wife’s homemade bread. The last of that loaf; only one loaf left!

5. Can you drive a stick shift?

   Yes.

6. Last person you spoke to on the phone?

   My wife.

7. Do you like the person who sent this to you?

   Well, I won’t judge. I’ve never met them.

8. How old are you today?

   43.

9. What is your favorite sport to watch on TV?

   Ice hockey.

10. What is your favorite drink?

    Apple juice.

11. Have you ever dyed your hair?

    No.

12. Favorite food?

    Dark chocolate.

13. What is the last movie you watched?

    Temple Grandin.

14. Favorite day of the year?

    Hard to choose.

15. How do you vent anger?

    With difficulty in finding an appropriate way to do it.

16. What was your favorite toy as a child?

    I don’t know if I had one. My memory for such things is poor.

17. What is your favorite season?

    Summer, I guess. Ask me tomorrow and I might say something else.

18. Cherries or Blueberries?

    No.

19. Do you want your friends to e-mail you back?

    If I was emailing this to them, I suppose!

20. Who is the most likely to respond?

    Me.

21. Who is least likely to respond?

    Me.

22. Living arrangements?

    Single family home.

23. When was the last time you cried?

    Depends on teary you define as crying. When I go into a depression trough, I can be wet-eyed for no reason in a big hurry.

24. What is on the floor of your closet?

    Shoes and stuff.

25. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending this to?

    Well, that doesn’t apply….

26. What did you do last night?

    Dinner, water spill to clean up, sleep.

27. What are you most afraid of?

    Heights.

28. Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers?

    Cheese is good.

29. Favorite dog breed?

    Cat.

30. Favorite day of the week?

    Saturday, I guess.

31. How many states/countries lived in?

    Three states, one country.

32. Diamonds or pearls?

    Like I can afford those.

• A misdirected test fax. Otherwise known as a failed test!
• A misdirected bag. That is, a picture of a bag someone wanted someone to see.

As you can see, things have been slow lately. But I have faith the universe will send me something else entertaining soon.

And all of you party people who don’t know your e-mail address? You’re all flagged in advance. You get to be the designated drivers.

…Seriously, a website for married people to find someone to have an affair with? Really?

I don’t know how I’ll top that next time, but I have faith in the universe of people who don’t know their own email address. And really, if you can’t keep track of your own email address, good luck keeping an affair a secret. I think you’re operating under a handicap.

Tune in next time for more fun with people who don’t know what their email address is…..

I don’t use my GMail for my day-to-day email, or for much of anything except a conduit to using GTalk, I suppose. But besides tons of spam, I receive genuine, misaddressed email of all sorts. Order receipts, newsletters, pizza order confirmations, etc.

So I’m going to start recording it for posterity, because why not?

Today’s entry is an ecard from “Sweetie” (really). I don’t want to view the actual ecard. I don’t want to trash privacy completely. I’ll just note to Sweetie that wherever you are, your sweetness misfired. Hopefully it works out.

And by never, I mean almost never. But I almost never do. And I don’t mean remember for a short time and then the memory slips away because I didn’t immediately write it down or something. I mean I remember even having a dream (or nightmare) three or four times a year, maximum.

This morning, the alarm clock woke me up hard. I felt like I was in a deep sleep. And for some reason I felt like a dream was this close in hand, and suddenly I was thrust away from it. I felt an odd sense of loss.

Or maybe that wasn’t the case at all. Maybe I just woke up hard on a Monday morning. Still, I wish I could remember. If dreams occur but you never remember them, did they really happen?

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The argument appears to be that negotiations must expand, particularly in the realm of human rights violations in Iran during the crackdowns after the June election. Whether it happens during the current talks or after their conclusion, the opinion is that without broaching these issues with the Iranian government, the Green Movement will lose confidence in the United States or even become convinced that America will forsake their cause if it helps secure a nuclear agreement.

I want to believe expansion of talks will happen, but I have a difficult time seeing it happen if the nuclear talks do not reach an agreement. If they do not, I don’t know where the political will to try and move talks onto a new topic will come from.

Even in the middle of these talks, there are proposals moving through Congress for additional sanctions on Iran. This in spite of the facts that many experts do not see additional attempts at sanctions as being an effective tool, and despite warnings from leaders in the Green Movement that sanctions will only help prop up the government. So if this is the state of affairs while talks are still going on, I’m not wildly optimistic about what happens if they fail. Particularly since while the pro-negotiation punditry is all for continuing to talk, the administration continues to consistently say that repercussions will be coming if talks do not reach an agreement.

I guess I think the pro-negotiation flank here is bordering on naive if they think anything will happen if the nuclear talks fail – at least, nothing will happen in the short term that they will like or think prudent as far as relations with Iran are concerned. But I hope I’m wrong.

I know it’s hard to believe, but I really do not care about your real or fake sex videos with Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, or anyone else on your roster. I am not titillated by the prospects of such videos because I am not interested in women who are famous for being beautiful, or famous for being famous. (Sorry Britney Spears music fans.)

The interesting women of the world to me are so because of who they are, be it actor or musician or journalist or activist or athlete or whatever. So even if you had video of them, I still wouldn’t care. So please stop wasting my time.

Though I would like you know how you get onto my followers list over and over without ever triggering the email notification that I have a new follower.

Love, Me