Have you ever had one of those little brainstorms that sets your hands in motion before you really stop to think about what you’re doing?
Oh, good, then it’s not just me.
The fruits of today’s brainstorming are a couple of LJ icons. Yes, I know. Go ahead and be ashamed of me. I’ll live with it.
If you haven’t been reading Unshelved this week (and why not, eh?), you should definitely check out the current run. It’s all about something as simple as a book club. Eat your heart out, Oprah.
I recommend starting with the specific strip linked below. Trust me on this.
This, folks, is where I spent a large portion of my childhood from age 7 ‘til age 13. That town at the left edge of the lake-like river structure is Brewster, WA. If you follow the Columbia to the right and down, you’ll see Bridgeport. Just east of there is the Chief Joseph Dam. Between Brewster and Bridgeport along the south shore of the river is what’s called the Bridgeport Bar, where I’ve lived in at least three different houses that I can think off right off-hand. And if you click-drag the map a bit north and west and follow the road west out of Brewster and then up into the Indian Dan Canyon you can see where the road sort of zigzags as it goes down one side of a valley and back up the other. Right there is where my grandmother used to live, and that’s the first house we stayed in when we moved into the area. I think. (My memory’s a bit fuzzy.)
Near as I can tell from this semi-recent satellite imagery, not much has physically changed about the place. Hmm. Go figure, eh?
You learn something new every day…
Originally misclassified as rodents, rabbits belong to the order of Lagomorpha and are more closely related to ungulates such as cows and deer than rodents.
So I’m not allowed to call Tia and Saturday rodents anymore? Nuts…
Anyway. Cute bunny picture, linked below. Happy Easter, folks.
I know what I want for next Christmas, already. Even more than a Red Ryder BB gun. Seriously.
(I’m kidding about the BB gun. I don’t even like that movie.)
I love my Treo 600. It’s a wonderful piece of modern technology. For instance, with the combination of Pocket Tunes, mRing and a memory card I can now use bits of mp3 as my ringtones, and assign a different one to each contact or category of contacts (to serve as a default for when I’ve got someone in a category but haven’t picked out a distinctive ringer for them yet).
And so, in the spirit of being useful or some-such, here’s what I’ve created so far. (I won’t bother with the MIDI ringers I first tinkered with… most of those were bollocks anyway.) Mind you, these are short pieces of the tune in question, as nobody in their right mind’s going to listen to all three-to-five minutes of a song instead of, you know, actually answering the bloody phone call.
I’ll probably make up some more later, when I don’t have to download them to my phone over the web. (Yes, yes, I need an SD reader for my computer. I know. I suck.) For now, all you Treo users out there: go forth and enjoy.
