That’s what meant by ‘weird’.  Still, I’m on Linux at the moment.  Might work differently on a different OS.

it’s working now, where it wasn’tbefore.  meanwhile, the shared drive thing that worked before has crash both me and Ted.  go figure.  anyway, onlyone more download to go....

Woo-hoo!  I can’t stop singing the Banana Split song.

i keep getting alerts about possible errors with the ATOM server.  is that scrine or somehting else, i wonder?

manha manha

actually, i sorta lied about always having red boots, i realize. the only red boots i have at present are more shoes, like the bottom half of red cowboy boots up to the ankle.  i have several pink ones, and some purple ones, and some flowerdy ones and and and, but at present red only comes up to the ankle bone----oh wait, i have black and red Docs cowboy ones, does that count?

Ethically and philosophically they are red boots.  So, it wasn’t a lie. 

Purple boots?!  I may just die due to overwhelming jealousy.

No idea re the ATOM server, could be your end or Keith’s.  I’d say, since I’m not getting the same thing, it’s more likely some limit your provider is putting on you.

do-doo-du-dodo.

they are purple pointy toed, kitten-heeled japanese laceup hightops, like converse made girly

the ATOM may not even be srcine, who knows?  these “alerts” are so informative.

Vixen.

I’d say more, but I want to go and have breakfast.

I may be back later, if only in order to steal your boots.

thanks for making my monday bearable.  youre tops!

i do have one admission… i was singing the FCC Song under my breath, inserting names from around the office in proper places.  thank (insert appropriate diety) for padded cubicle walls and cube neighbors that all go to break at the same time.  weeeee!

Glad you enjoyed it.  I almost didn’t add the FCC Song, just to keep the entire show more work/child safe, but in the end, couldn’t resist.

The FCC song is one of the best parts.  I’m hoping you put a lo-fi version with a link somewhere so I can turn my daughter loose on it.  She needs to learn to curse like a drunken sailor and I only have so many hours in the day to teach her.  Seriously.

I’ll have to make one for you, or her as the case may be.

The other day, my son made a funny statement about swearing.

“You know how Uncle Scott swears all the time, Dad,” he says.  “That’s because when he was a kid he wasn’t allowed to swear.  But since I’m allowed to express myself now, I’ll only swear once in awhile when I grow up.”

I finally got to hear the Show at Jamie’s house this weekend.  It made me giggle :)