Campfyre Stories

I’m scattered today. Mentally, that is. I have so many different things that I want to write about, so this is just going to reflect that scattered feeling.

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To start off, before y’all lose interest in what could become very long-winded (who me? never!), I added a new page to my blog. It lists off all the emoticons that are built-in to WordPress and how to make them. I find it useful for my blogging (not that I use all that many of them, and they work in the comments, too. If there are any WordPressers out there who want to use this, feel free to steal the code or to Contact Me and I will happily send you a copy-and-paste-able file if you like. I would not recommend finding the file and reformatting everything because that was obnoxious and took about an hour. Blah.

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Still reading? Ok, next item of business Time for more props. One of the things I *most* like about this whole rental business is all the blogs I get exposed to. When renting from someone, the first visit is to see if I like them and think that their readers will like me. The second visit is to see if they pimped me Heh. After that, I wind up finding that many of them captivate me. My blogroll is getting long. I’m only talking about two today and they’ve both had me for a while, so the newer ones - don’t feel slighted, I just have too many for one day. Trust me, I didn’t forget you.

On that note, let me tell you about Burning Evanescence. Heh. The last time I ranted about people who don’t pimp their renters, I she was writing a pimp post pretty much at that time. LOL! She totally wasn’t on the list of people to complain about, but there you go… foot in mouth, yummy!

Pandora has, quite possibly, the most gorgeous layout I’ve ever seen. I love the colors and her header image. I could just *look* at it for a long time, but her content is engaging, too.

The next one is The Argument Clinic. There don’t seem to be a lot of controversial topics posted, mostly cute, bizarre, entertaining, “HUH?” kind of things, which, if you get the reference, is pretty fitting

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Oh look, something shiny! *changes subject* (Ok, this is really rather pathetic. I said that and then thought, “Hey, I should search google and find a link to something that’s actually shiny, that would be clever. I wasted over an hour finding something shiny. *rolls eyes*)

This article made me laugh today (thanks, Princess!). Somebody decided to study the sexuality of bats and the correlation to brain size. *giggle* And it turns out *giggle* that the bigger the brain, the smaller the testicles! *giggle*

So monogamous bats have bigger brains, but the playa bats (tee hee, playa bats!) have larger testicles so that they can (kid you not!) produce enough sperm to inseminate *more* females. So the apparently smart bats choose to settle down, which the dumber bats… well… they have a theme song (or two).

Quite possible, though, the most amusing part of this whole thing is that, according to Princess, she found this link because being the sports nerd that she is, she thought they(in the teaser/headline)  were talking about baseball bats. Um…

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Based on the advice of a good friend of mine, I am trying to expand my musical horizons. There’s more to the story than that, but it’s not really something I want to get into right now. The bottom line is that I haven’t been listening to very much music at all lately, so I’m trying to remedy that. The problem is that I LOATHE commercial radio and you’re so limited in what you can hear, either by genre or by playlists that within a week you’ve heard everything that’s considered “new”.

Doug sent me a great link a few weeks ago to a service called Pandora. What you do is you put in the name of a song or artist and the program finds related songs that you might like. For the techie geeks out there, it also explains why that song was chosen and how it relates. I totally recommend checking out this station, but also, if you know of anything that I probably haven’t heard of and should check out (either buy the CD or plunk into Pandora as a basis for a new station) please let me know. Here are my limits: I don’t like opera. I don’t like music that puts people down (as groups or individually). Outside of those two things, I’ll give anything a try. Right now I’m digging my Gogol Bordello station. Next up, I’m thinking Shriekback.

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I think I’m close to not being sick anymore. I can breathe again and I can actually sleep through the night. I’m not sure what I think of the whole business about getting 4-6 hours of sleep and waking up ready to go. I still stayed up late and did it again - for something like 4 or 5 days. I slept in today, though… Damn that felt good.

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Dragonmaker came over today. Appears he has taken matters into his own hands and is actively working toward the divorce. He needed financial information from me so he cuold finish filling out the paperwork. All that’s really left is finding someone to serve me with the papers (LMAO!) and actually filing. So, we’re well into the New Year, but it *should* be before his baby is born. I’m not actually counting on it at this point, but it’s nice to see him actually motivated.

The interesting part of this is trying to figure out our grounds for divorce. We haven’t been together for the past 7 years, but we never *legally* separated. NYS is clear that you can’t just divorce because of incompatibility (gods, this is why I HATE, HATE, HATE the concept of marriage as a contract between two people *and* the state, read this: “There are three principal players involved in your marriage that will also be involved in your divorce: you, your spouse, and the state.” To my knowledge, New York was never actually involved in my marriage. We didn’t even GET married in this state. Makes NO sense to me and pisses me off…).

There are six grounds for divorce in New York State. They are:

• cruel and inhuman treatment;
• abandonment for one or more years;
• imprisonment for three or more years;
• adultery;
• written contract of separation and living apart one or more years;
• court judgment of separation and living apart one or more years.

Believe it or not, we are not taking the adultery route because (*shakes head* I kid you not) since he’s the one doing the work, he REFUSES to be at fault and it would be much more difficult to *prove* my adultery. Yeah, so he knocked up the chippie, it’s visibly obvious that she’s pregnant, they both admit the baby is his, but the divorce isn’t HIS fault. Whatever. I just want my name back. I am going to be officially at fault and here is the reason I am beyond the point of caring about this.

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Since that’s a bad note to close on, I will end my million topics with this:

This is very good soup. These are very good pot pies. I’m going to go make myself some dinner.

~FG };^>