Ultranormal

Author: Kevin Lawver

  • A Winter Wonderland

    It’s snowing!! I was so excited last night, I couldn’t sleep. 5-6″ so far and more coming down. I’m gonna see if the camera will wake up and am gonna go take some pictures then crawl into work in my 4×4.

    The snow started around 11pm. At midnight, I used taking out the trash as an excuse. There wasn’t much snow on the ground, but it was coming down heavily in small, fast flakes. I love the sound of snow when there’s no wind. It’s a collective whisper of the thousands of flakes hitting the ground, the cars, trees, etc. It was gorgeous.

    Ok, enough talking, time for picture taking. Expect some soon (if I can find the USB cable).

  • Photos, FINALLY!!

    It’s finally up!! The photo gallery is up with four galleries:

  • The Last Little Frankenstein

    You have to love a comic strip that can make dying funny. I’m gonna miss the little corpse.

  • It’s Dead, Kev

    It is a sad day in LawverLand. Not only are Jen and Max still out of town, but my lovely Powerbook has died. It refuses to start up, and emits four tones before deciding not to do anything. According to Apple, it means the RAM or Boot ROM is dead…. which means I either get new RAM or a new Machine. Thankfully, work bought it, and there’s an outside chance I’ll get a brand new 867/Superdrive model instead of the 550 I currently have.

    The mortal wounds inflicted on the Powerbook (by an unseen force, because I didn’t do anything to it) mean no pictures for now. Hopefully, the hard drive’s OK and they can all be recovered. All applicable appendages are crossed.

    In other news, I’m still sick, but working anyway. It’s next to impossible to think clearly when my sinuses are swelling in all directions. Yum, yum, yum… post-nasal drip.

  • AH-CHOOO!!! Look, Picasso!

    I’m sick. I’ve decided that I don’t like travelling. I like my own house with its known and compensated for allergens, my pillow, my tv (and TiVo) and my couch. My ears, nose and sinuses are decompressing. They’ve been at 3500 feet for two weeks and being near sea level is driving them crazy. It feels like I have a cold, even though I’m pretty sure it’s just allergies.

    I’m going to TRY to finish up the photo stuff today. I spent some time on it yesterday and I just don’t like the design. I may launch it as is just to say I did it, but I’d really like to do it right.

  • ::sniffle:: ::sniifle:: Is That Blood? Is It Supposed to Be That Color?

    I’m home alone!!! AUGH!! Ok, sorry, I’m regretting that already. Here’s a little holiday travel tip: fly home the day after Thanksgiving. It was great. I was expecting long waits, planes full of cranky stuffed people and overworked and stressed out attendants. What I found was totally unexpected. The planes weren’t full. I had a seat open next two me on both flights. Everyone who worked in the airport was apparently happy that it wasn’t tomorrow or Sunday and the service was great. I’ve decided that I’m going to fly American from now on. They have more leg room than Delta and United and the service on all four of my flights was great.

    I was so early for my flight I made it halfway through this week’s Time before I boarded. For the day, I read all of Time, Newsweek and half of my book (Bitterroot by James Lee Burke) by the time I got home.

    I have tons of stuff to talk about and tell you, but I spent two weeks having my sinuses attacked by dog dander and 12 hours in planes and airports and want to recover a little bit before I go into everything (and I have to finish the new photoblog).

  • So Much to Say

    So much to say, so much to say, but there’s also a ton of stuff to do my last two days in Tucson. I’ll have a whole category of Tucson posts and a ton of pictures from our trips to the Desert Museum, the Zoo, the Pima Air Museum and other stuff.

    I get back on Friday… Jen and Max get back next Saturday. Expect pictures and posts on Sunday (like I’ll have anything better to do Saturday and Sunday).

  • Refried Beans and What?

    Another in the series of things I love about Tucson: Mexican restaurants out-number McDonalds almost two to one. There’s a drive-through Taco joint on almost every corner. It’s great!! I’ve gone to get breakfast almost every morning since we got here: huevos rancheros for me, steak ranchero for Jen and a gigantic quesadilla for Max (because he loves his cheese). It’s heavenly. If you’ve never tried them (and it sounds kind of nasty), there’s something wonderful about egg yolk and refried beans.

    We’re having a ball in 80 degree weather with abundant sunshine and no humidity. I’ll tell you all about it when we’re done having fun.

  • I’m Alive!!

    I swear I’m still here. I’m too busy eating good (read: real) Mexican food, chasing Max, getting my butt kicked in Pinochle (I don’t know why, but I still don’t get the whole stealth table talk language they have), recovering from TiVo withdrawal, and going to Zia for cheap music.

    I will leave you with the first of the big list I’m working on: Why I Love (and Hate) Tucson. The big number one is that it’s easy to be poor in Tucson. Housing is cheap; there’s always cheap fun stuff to do, pawn shops and used record stores. It’s great, and there’s no stigma attached to it. In Northern Virginia, it’s practically impossible to be poor. It was so much harder having no money in Virginia than it was in Tucson. Now that we’re not so fund-deprived, Tucson looks a little depressing, but the memory is still there.

  • AZ – Dry and Dry… Did I Already Say It’s Dry Here?

    I’m in Arizona and you’re not (or are you?). We’re here, it’s gorgeous and we’re having fun. I just made it through all 100+ e-mails in both of my inboxes and checked my Fantasy Football score (I’m down by ONE point. All his players are finished, and I still have my quarterback. I can smell a win).

    I guess there’s a lot to tell, but we’re gonna go get ribs now!! Aren’t you jealous?