Plagued by Bunnies

So more than anything the title is the reason for this entry. I thought of the title when for the third time in a month, I saw a little fuzzy bunny doing what fuzzy bunnies do, hop and romp, and look around for whatever it is they look around for.
Once in my neighbor's yard, and I attampted to take some pictures of it, but most were blurry. The second, outside of my place of employment, which I impulsively pointed out to my co-worker: "Look, a bunny!" and the third, just last saturday as I walked from my car to the emergency room. The little bunny was behind some gate, hopping happily over some of those white rocks, and the phrase "Plagued by Bunnies" came into my head. The emergency room visit was for the one-day post-op wife of a co-worker, who was suffering horribly from some unrelenting pain. Suffice to say there was waiting, reading, and morphine involved. Sadly, I did not partake of the morphine, as I hear it is quite lovely in taking the edge off.
The sad reality of that particular saturday night was, there was literally nothing else I was going to do, nothing, I mean, nothing of value, nothing of a productive nature, nothing that couldn't be not done, at any future date.
So basically, I hung out in the emergency room cubicle to try to make sure that things were being handled, and then roughly around 11p.m. I was off to Portillo's to procure some lovely dining items of choice, and trundle off back down the road to home, and comfortable late-night dining, where more bunnies may be hiding just around the next corner...

It all went to hell! (My Pale Princess)

This, this is all I have left. Moments left somewhere in the past, living only in an unstable memory device. No way to back them up, or be sure they haven't alrerady degraded past the point of reliability. No archive for the ages. Only my sentimental and aging brain to contain them.

This, this is the archive, the only avenue left to me, to describe the unbelievable, to be thought a fool, to be left without...

There once was a day on a cold beach where I thought there was a future, when the whole world lay before me, and it was all in the promise of her eyes. She'll never read this, or know, how true I was...but maybe...someday...in some lifetime...maybe...the next.

Line 'em up, or, quite the silhouette

Here's something that used to be on the front page of my geocities site, but I removed it, and put up "the pouty girl" instead.
Check her out, see what you think, it's a bit of "work in progress" montage. It's a little old, but still not bad, I like the lighting, the odd green that hits the hair at her temples...but I'm guessing you weren't looking there now were you, cheeky monkey!

I've got the Power...book

It's been a few weeks now that my new 15" Powerbook has been here, and I'm diggin' it big time.
I took a picture of the l'il rascal as it pretended to sleep all curled up on my desktop, the wood kind, not the virtual, Macintosh kind, and here it is, ain't it got the cutest blue glow? Alright, cut the crap, I got a cool new Powerbook, okay, it's a refurb, but it's new to me, alright? I know the new MacBook pros are out aready, but this is a fairly big upgrade for me, considering I was woking, and still am to be honest, on my snowy-white eMac, a sturdy bugger, who's done well for me, but I needed something a little newer, I couldn't even watch trailers on the Apple quicktime site anymore, sure I coulda upgraded my OS, but why, I don't even have a DVD player/burner on the eMac, I couldn't even install the newest Mac Os without one, so I made the leap, with the thought of getting out of the house, and doing some mobile computing, some writing, something, out...of...the...house! But so far, I am still searching in vain for the perfect laptop case, and by perfect, I mean it has everything I want, and is under forty bucks, yeah, okay, the powerbook set me back a chunk, lay off! There was this one that was nearly perfect, until I inspected the inside, and found where the powebook would be nestled a big metal grommet, that would bang right into the shiny new aluminum skin of my wee beastie, what a dumb design, who thought that up, yeesh!'
Anyway, so now I need a case, and more ram, it's amazing how fast you find the limits of your ram isn't it, you push and push, and there it is, standing there laughing at you, okay it's more like a spinning beachball, really, but it isn't pleasant, let me tell you.
I have not named the 15" G4 Powerbook with dvd burning goodness anything yet, but maybe something will pop into my head soon, we'll see.