Well

Scott wrote this in the late afternoon:

I’m now stark raving insane, thanks to the constantly regenerating things that need packed and the ever dwindling supply of boxes. However, the majority of the important things are packed (I have reason to believe that my computer is not dissasembled and boxed up yet), and all the cabinets are empty, so what I see is what I have. My best guess is that what will be left behind will be general clutter and cleaning supplies, which will be disposed of or used, as the case may be, next weekend for the final clean up.

Ok, so I lied about that “next post will be after I move” thing.

Go time?

Scott wrote this in the early evening:

Well, this is it, the weekend I move to Anaheim. So, the next post will be after I’m there and have some form of internet set up. Most likely it’ll be DSL, which will be set up at the same time as the phone, which I can’t get set up until next week, since I’ll be transfering service, and not starting fresh.

The move itself should be interesting. I have no idea where the movers will park on either end of the trip. Probably they will be able to find something near the present place, at if worse comes to worse, they can park some people in and just keep an eye out to move the truck if they have to. On the other end of the trip, there is in fact, no where they can legally park. The complex only has resident parking, and since my spot is a garage on the other side of the property, it’s not helpful. And there is no street parking within several blocks. Probably to keep down the people who would use it to avoid parking fees for the Disney lots nearby. So, in general it will come down to get there and hope for the best. Which is one reason I’m using professional movers, I’d hate to get my friends’ cars towed. I have less of a vested interest in what happens to professionals.

Signs of age

Scott wrote this at around evening time:

I always know I’ve done something I probably shouldn’t have over the weekend when, on Monday morning, I have to pull my left leg into the car with my hands. This weekend, it was a few hours of football. Which, mind you, was fun, as it was a nice (but windy) day. The teams were a little mismatched at 5 on 4, but since the score ended up tied 2 to 2 when we ended, it worked out fairly. My personal highlight was catching an interception and running it back for one of our points. It did take a few tumbles though, and one finger is swollen and red at the knuckle (an injury received in the pre-game warm up tossing the ball around, but I’d never mention that), leaving me a bit sore everytime I try to bend.

I’m so happy

Maui Le Fonze wrote this in the early afternoon:

My absolute favorite toys in the whole world have come back to me! They were under the refrigerator, with all the pens and pencils and tube of lipstick that I also like to play with, but no so much as my favorite toys.

I knew they were there, of course, and I’ve been trying to get someone to get them out for me, but no one ever listens. Yeah, I’m talking about you boy-owner with the camera. My feelings are just obvious on my face.

And don’t think that just because the grey one is already missing again, it doesn’t mean it’s my fault. Just look at that plastic fork on the floor. Obviously if anything dissapears within 5 minutes it’s just because this place is a mess.

Today in “Firsts”

Scott wrote this in the late evening:

Today I got my first controlled document approved at work. So, now when the FDA inspects us, I could in fact, be held accountable for something. It’s not very likely that I will though, it was just a raw material specification for the frozen vials of a cell line. It was all pretty straight forward.

Today I encountered my first door-to-door (most likely pirated) DVD sales person. I was unpacking some things at the new apartment, and there was a knock on the door, and when I answered it, the person asked if I wanted to buy some DVDs. They didn’t look like ones I wanted to see, so, no, I didn’t.

Today I went the a baby shower for the first time. It was for my manager, and it was ok. It was at a pretty nice restaurant, so there was good food. The male contingent was fairly nervous about the promised “games.” Especially after the women started tying bananas to long ribbons. And well we should have been nervous, as it was an odd game. Which incidently, I won, and got a gift certificate for Barnes and Noble. There were other games involving diapers and balloons, safety pins and rice, clothes pins and a coat hanger, but I didn’t win those, so, they aren’t very interesting.

Saturday hike

Scott wrote this mid-morning:

Yesterday was pretty much filled up by a 10 mile, 1400ft elevation change hike with a small group from MeetIn in the San Gabriel mountains. It was a pretty good time with nice weather, cool in the canyons, warm in the exposed areas. The trail itself tended to go back and forth across streams, with it being hard to tell where it picked up again on the other side sometimes, so there was quite a bit of rock hopping (And one one of the last ones I slipped and got my foot wet, which was annoying, but everyone else in the group had had it happen as well).

stream

After the hike we got some take out and watched a movie called Happy Endings which was odd. But balanced with having eaten and being tired, it wins the coveted “Movie that is on while I can’t move away” award.

Today I need to box some more stuff up and probably get a haircut since I’m looking pretty shaggy these days.

Oh, and I got a mini Sharpie in the mail yesterday that I’d won playing some game online a few weeks ago. It’s aqua, and it shall be treasured forever.

You don’t want pictures

Scott wrote this at around evening time:

While I was away during the holiday season, some mysterious events occured at the new aparment leading to the kitchen sink backing up, and then draining out, but leaving behind a rather undesireable coating of something black and greasy and bits of food which appeared to be impervious to all conventional weapons. I was just moving in some boxes, and was not prepared for true cleaning, so all I had on hand were some paper towels, which did a good job of smearing it around some and likely contaminating me with some horrible disease. And a smell that finally washed off after 3 hand washings and a shower.

I went back today and did battle using some formula 409, which did a pretty good job, I think one final attempt with some comet or bar-keepers-friend should finish it up.

In other news OOooooo, pretty graphs.