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A lot of people are aparently really digging the videos that I’ve been getting with Laura’s new digital camera. Mostly videos of David getting slap’t in the face… but there’s others in there, too.

So, for those of you that are trying to keep track of the “Episodes” that are flying around bulletins on MySpace, I’ve decided to post them (or about them) here. Not that I post anything else of value, so I may as well… and perhaps you’ll laugh in the process.

In other news, I’m excited about going to the Emery show this Sunday night. I’ll have to leave, like, right away after Church… but the shows @ The Complex don’t normally start on time, so I should be good to go.

I’m mostly excited on account of starting up xMEMPHISx, and actually representing something other than myself while at a show.

Also, Fine Arts is coming up (road trip!).

I’m having a big-file-pile-o-poop of a time trying to fix DNS problems, domain expiration issues, and saving Laura’s mission-critical email, which has been out for about 24 hours now… geez… More on that later. Like, maybe after I get all of this garbage resolved, so I can actually think straight and tell the story.

I changed the front page of fourfivetwofour, although the guts are still hidden from the public.

There was something else, but I can’t remember now. Sorry there’s so many (2?) yucky MySpace links. It had to be.
I’ll post links to the movies and such in a while. Or tomorrow. Whichever comes first.

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Getting the ball rolling…

Tomorrow is Tuesday.

I will be busy. Very, very busy.

Today, Laura bought a Kodak V530. It’s pretty awesome for a compact/point-and-shoot camera.

That’s all.

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As an update to the War stories, when my sister moved out, not too long ago, she had taken our mean old lady cat to live with her.

We recently had her reinstated to her post here at our house and within 2 days she managed to capture, torture, question, and slay 3 mice.

Actually, she probably went straight on to slaying, but I’m sure they had a good tossing around before the deed was done, in any case.

The funniest thing about that is that she knows that when she kills a mouse, we react in some way that pleases her… because she always makes sure to bring them to us, or stare at us until we’ve had enough of wondering what’s in her mouth and finally realize what’s hanging out. Only then does she drop it, and continue batting it around, under our direct supervision.

She also leaves them as gifts, sometimes just a step or two from my parents bed, or in their doorway.

But those are old stories… the best one is the one from yesterday, when my father was getting ready for work, sliding his foot into his boot only to find a gift that “Fluffy” had left for her human masters to find.

Weird cat. We don’t give her treats or anything. But she always delivers them to us, as if she was trained to do that somehow.

I have no idea.

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Doh!

If only I had tried to learn some basic Flash concepts before diving into advanced techniques and such, I would have realized how simply my error [see last post] was.

If you were interested in the solution, check out my forum post, where I asked and then answered myself.

By the way, it’s just a good thing to do if you find a solution to something you asked about in a forum or some such to go back and fill anyone else in who might be having the same problem as you. Now or in the future.

Oh, and I’m pre-dating my War on Mice story, which should show us as a post a week or so ago. Sorry it took so long. Busy, busy, busy.
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