Author: paul@digitaldendrite.com

So there is this subservient chicken, right? And he’s supposed to do whatever I tell him. And he’s sponsored by Burger King, right? So why can’t I get him to deep fry himself and lay across a bun? You’d think that was a natural…

Ok, this scary article is courtesy of the wonderful Neil Gaiman’s blog, to which I am totally addicted. Apparently, the Easter Bunny has been getting a hard time…

From Neil Gaiman’s blog, the Geek Chart.

I think I’m in the first line…I’m a Heinlien fan…

I know someone who paints the little figurines…where does he fall on this? 😉

So, what I’m reading now is the absolutely wonderful American Gods by the equally wonderful Neil Gaiman. It’s a story about what happens to the gods (small “g”) that came over in the belief system of early American settlers after those settlers, and their belief systems, died off.

The book won a slew of awards, including the Hugo, and is just a great read so far. I’m halfway through and I’ll let you know, inquiring readers, how it goes.

We have this car. It’s a lovely, red, Saab 9-5 sportswagon. it’s LOVELY. And now, it’s DENTED.

Someone, not ME, got into an accident with it…not a bad one, but it’s hurt. Wounded. Sad.

Here’s the photo. We’ll make it better. Of this, I swear!

At the Bronx Zoo!. Spent the day there today and it’s just the coolest place. We were feet from Bengal tigers, Burmese pythons, and all sorts of other wonderful creatures. I LOVE that place! It was cold here today, and threatening rain, so as a result, the zoo was EMPTY. No lines at all, no crowds. Very cool way to see the place.

The only down note was that the gorillas were inside because of the cold (<55 degrees). The congo exhibit is the best gorilla exhibit I've ever seen. Incredible.

I’ve gotten used to buying something electronically and having it available immediately. It’s the defacto way to get small pieces of software these days, tools that do this or that. Last night, I desperately needed a tool from officerecovery.com that would recover a dead powerpoint document for a client. I purchased it online and it shunted me to a site called digibuy.com to do the purchase, which I did. Fullfillment was supposed to come through an email. It’s been about 12 hours and no email.

Am I being too hypersensitive? Expectations too high? I mean, their site did say “within 5 or 10 minutes, 24 X7”, but is this too much to expect, even these days?

Anyway, my clients powerpoint file is languishing without it and I had to email digibuy’s support for answers. I don’t expect THAT answer any sooner…

I seem to have these in the “late” morning hours, especially if I’ve had to get up and use the bathroom or something. When I go back to sleep, I slip into these crazy dreams…

I had to have surgery. Something like a muscle tear or something. So I go into the hospital and they just wave this light over the muscle and it’s done, but I’m very tired so I have to stay in bed. And when I wake up, two of my coworkers are there, with a friend/client who is also in the hospital for some reason. The friend is having something done, perhaps some surgery too, and I walk over from my hospital bed expecting some sympathy from my coworkers, with whom I’m also good friends. Instead, I get ignored so I start whining and one of my coworkers calls me an asshole. I respond with a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush and storm off.

I spend the next little bit of dream time stalking the halls of the hospital, acting like I’m very ill and woozy from the operation, but I think I was just trying to prove how hurt I still was. Anyway, I’m walking through the nursery and look over to see a baby with an iPod. Weird.

So then I collapse into the recovery bed they gave me, which is in an operating room. When I awaken, I AM very very tired. All cottony, hard to think. And I look over and there, on the operating table, is my wife! She’s hooked to an IV-type cord and I try to call out but it just comes out muffled. Eventually I am able to ask what’s wrong and she’s very calm, saying that she cut herself on a wire fence and needs a transfusion. As she gets her new blood and remains calm, I’m becoming hysterical, but eventually I guess I calmed down.

Then I woke up. WTF?

Ok, I’ve just come from Neil Gaiman’s blog and I LOVE it. He’s got to be one of my new favorite writers. I’m listening to the reading of “American Gods” and it’s fantastic.

Coincidentally, I’ve recently been on a kick to check out other blogs by authors I’ve enjoyed, namely, Neal Stephenson, William Gibson, and the one and only Douglas Adams.

Rating the blogs from top to bottom of these wonderful authors, I’d have to put Mr. Gaiman on top as he is still very active and his blog is alive and flourishing, followed by Adams, Gibson, who stopped his blog about a year ago, and then Stephenson. Considering that Adams is deceased, his blog isn’t bad…and I don’t think I’ve ever read quite as openly hostile a weblog as my dear Mr. Stephenson’s. Good fences make good neighbors, I guess…

Regardless of the blogs, though, I’d like to thank these wonderful authors for giving me and countless others hours, days and weeks of enjoyment.

Douglas, we miss you.

UPDATE:

I just went back to Neal Stephenson’s blog and someone JUST RECENTLY must have decided that a single page of “go away!” text was not what looked good for a brilliant author. It’s been changed to a fancy flash site with the “go away!” text now in cute little boxes. Now THAT’S a “piss off!” I can deal with–as long as there are cute little boxes!

Well, here’s my first entry with this newfangled bloggie thing. It’s pretty, yes, and it’s at my home URL, yes, but is it art? I guess that will depend on what I put in it.

OK, Greg’s hurrying me along, so I’ll keep this short.