My internet i s working well for once... wanted to poke my head in here and wish everyone and their families a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, and a Happy New Year if I don't make it in here before then.
And, this is both In Real Life and In Character... *hugs for everyone, and a glass of egg nog or two with everyone (and a little good scotch with who can)*
I am still around... been a little under the weather (stomach thing for a bit), but am still poking at a couple additions (they'll have to be approved by @Chase , @Sophie (for one of them), and @Chase and @Claire Yeon (at least... that might change in the future), and making plans for the big story (Seldavia's Khisodhanna) to move it forward as much as I can (hoping I can finish it)
((So... my Facebook got password hacked, and the recovery options aren't working. And, over the last two days, haven't slept more than half an hour total, despite my trazodone. Had like 6 beers tonight, have a couple left, will take a full pill tonight, and hope to sleep. And, finished the application for the new place, probably will have to help the folks tomorrow.))
Did you know.....The original candy canes were straight sugar sticks that were often used to decorate Christmas trees. The first historical reference to the cane shape was in 1670, when the choirmaster at Cologne Cathedral in Germany bent the sugar sticks into the shape of a shepherd's staff. Candy canes remained white until the early 20th century when red stripes and peppermint flavor became popular.
((So... the folks called me upstairs to help figure out how to get their SSI paperwork to the new landlord... we were discussing it, when the landlord emailed that all three of us are denied... mostly the main thing was "poor rental history; insufficient income (they're on SSI); no credit file; if no judgment was rendered on them after they appealed the initial eviction notice, then they gave their 30 days notice, can they rescind that (this is Minnesota, ya shure, ya betcha) and stay?
Michelangelo wrote a poem about how much he hated painting the Sistine Chapel...One translation of the poem he sent to his friend begins: I’ve already grown a goiter from this torture, hunched up here like a cat in Lombardy(or anywhere else where the stagnant water’s poison).
Something just dawned on me. You know how we went from two digit years to four digit years because of the Y2K bug? In like 9K years we'll have to go to 5 digit years to combat the problem again