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Last Ditch Effort

Tomorrow will mark two weeks since I made the following post in the comment thread of Michelle Young Murder:  Rage or Planned?

There are some questions I would like to ask before I publish your comment. I can set up a private blog entry here that is password protected. You and I can discuss this matter on the comment section of that entry. All I need from you is for you to give me a password and agree not to share that password with anyone else. I will set up the private entry with the password you provide, and I will agree to not share the password with anyone else. When we are done with the discussion, I will delete the entry and the discussion if you so choose. 

If I’ve heard no response from you by 5 p.m. tomorrow, I’ll accept your silence as a rejection of my offer and publish your comment per your previous instruction.  I hope that one way or another you’ll participate in the discussion the subject of your comment is sure to touch off.

Update:  September 28, 2007

Your comments have been published.

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Home Away From Home

This is the new stomping ground for Friction Powered.  The old one at Blogger still exists, so if WordPress doesn’t work out well, I can always return to it.  All feedback is welcome and appreciated.  Have a look around!

A message for gojo

Gojo, if you are thinking about altering my recent PM to you at CourtTV’s forum and forwarding it to the moderator in an deceitful attempt to get me banned, I’d recommend that you abandon that idea. I’ve made a screenprint of my original PM to you and will make sure that Coldwater sees it if you engage in such an underhanded scheme.Sincerely,

Scout

Transmission Suspension

[personal message redacted]

To all readers:

I am enabling Comment Moderation for the time being. All new comments will be held in moderation until I approve them for publishing, so don’t be alarmed if you post a comment and it doesn’t show up for some time. I will get to them as soon as I can. Anything unsuitable for publishing will be deleted.

In the meantime:

You can set your minds to work on what one reader termed “that awesome riddle”. Then you will know something that I know. It’s easier to solve than you might think. It’s not like I wrote it in Mandarin, after all.

Message Box Help

If you’re having trouble sending and receiving private messages at the CourtTV or Websleuths forums, you probably need to clean out your box. It’s necessary to clean out both the Inbox and the Sent Items folder. Otherwise, your box will fill up with sent messages and you won’t be able to send or receive anything new.

  1. Click on “user cp” near the top center of the page.
  2. Click on “Private Messages” at the far right of the User CP navigation bar.
  3. Delete any unwanted messages in your Inbox. Just check the boxes to the right of the message labels and click delete at the bottom of the list.
  4. Select “Sent Items” from the “Jump to folder” dropdown menu on the right, just below the navigation bar.
  5. Delete any unwanted messages in your Sent Items folder in the same manner that you deleted Inbox items.

I’ve been told it’s also necessary to clear the Message Tracking items, but I’m not sure that function affects mailbox capacity. Tracking items can be viewed through the “Jump to folder” menu.

A Tender Tail Tale

Remember Aesop’s fable, The Lion and the Mouse? It’s the first thing I thought of while watching this video at MSNBC.com. Enjoy!

Lion gets a hug

Jan. 12: An African lion has struck up a close friendship with the woman in Colombia who saved his life.

Growing Pains

I stabbed myself in the foot this morning. Literally. I was putting away the clean dishes and inadvertently let slip a kitchen knife from my hand. Not a big butcher knife or a little paring knife. Just your standard average-sized kitchen knife. It’s nothing I haven’t done before, but I’m usually quick enough and cognizant enough to move my foot out of the way. Not this time. My foot stayed put. I don’t know why. Maybe the synapses didn’t fire, telling my foot to move; maybe my foot just didn’t respond; maybe I misjudged, thinking the knife would miss and moving my foot would be unnecessary. Of course, it hurt. But it was more of a bruising pain. Glancing down and seeing the knife on the floor and no blood, I assumed that it had hit hilt-down. So I just picked up the knife and went on about my morning routine. Later I noticed, while taking a shower, a small blood-filled hole in the top of my foot. There’s a little bruise beneath it. The knife must have bounced off my bone instead of impaling itself in my flesh. The injury is no big deal, but I keep puzzling over why I didn’t move my foot. I must be getting old. Maybe this incident will go down in my personal history as the day I first realized that I really am middle-aged.

10:45 am
On second thought … Naaahh! If last year’s dirtbike spill didn’t do it for me, why should a little hole in my foot make a difference? It’s all in the attitude, right?

The Morning After

This morning, I awoke to the radio DJ wishing me “Happy Holidays!” followed by Bing Crosby dreaming of a “White Christmas”. The first thought that occurred to me was “How long have I been asleep?!”

I mean, come on, people! Can’t we even have a little break before starting the whole Christmas thing? I’m still recovering from Halloween, forcryinoutloud! I started my Christmas shopping a long time ago, but I refuse to listen to Christmas music before Thanksgiving. Don’t get me wrong; I love Christmas music, but I have no intention of combining Thanksgiving with Christmas. I will celebrate Thanksgiving fully and on its own merits, thankyouverymuch! Just give me a few days to take down the Halloween decorations and cause some of the Trick-or-Treat booty to vanish first.

Speaking of which, the kids looked great in their costumes, and we had a wonderful evening despite the cold, windy conditions. After we’d had enough, we came home and handed out candy to all the other spooks and goblins. I hope your Halloween was as much fun as ours.


Here’s the welcoming crew. I should have taken the photo earlier. Frankie was already starting to cave in on himself. All that warm weather leading up to the big day was just too much for him.

Happy Halloween!

I realize that some of you are waiting to hear about our trip to Chattanooga, but I’m just too swamped to deal with composing an entry about it right now. I’ve got to make a trip to the Pumpkin Patch, attend school Halloween parties, man a caramel apple booth at the Fall Carnival, assemble costumes, carve pumpkins, dig a grave (sort of), and buy candy — all in the next few days. There’s probably some other stuff that I’m forgetting about right now, not to mention all the regular domestic stuff that is piling up. I’m not sure who I relate to more — Ichabod Crane or the Headless Horseman. Probably both, alternately. So have a happy Halloween and I’ll see you on the other side!

Click this link to Carve a Pumpkin!

Columbus Day

It’s Columbus Day, and I’m feeling adventurous. So I got to Googling around on the Internet and found out that The NIÑA is going to be in port at Chattanooga, Tennessee this month. My kids are fascinated with tall ships right now because they’re into all things pirate. I’d love to take them to see The The NIÑA firsthand. It won’t matter a lick to them that it’s only a replica of the original.

I also came across The Wonders of Rock City, which is just south of Chattanooga, at Lookout Mountain in Georgia. Looks like a grand place for an adventure, no?

Now if I can only talk my husband “HAL” into a trip on such short notice. I’m having flashbacks to our other foray into Tennessee. Once upon a time, in an October of yesteryear, we decided to see Memphis, Nashville, and Gatlinburg. (Well, it was my idea actually. HAL just happily went along with my spur-of-the-moment notion.) Clueless hicks that we are, neither of us had any idea that October is the busiest season of the year in the Great Smoky Mountains. HAL was dumbfounded when he learned that we couldn’t get a room in Gatlinburg because the leaves were changing. Yes, people come from far and wide to view the autumnal transmogrification every year. After spending half the night driving around, we ended up finding a room on the west side of Knoxville and returned to Gatlinburg the next day. Aside from that one little setback, we had a great time. Of course, we were childless then, making the driving around half the night a tad less troublesome. Reckon he’ll remember that little adventure less fondly and say, “No way!”?

Stand by and I’ll let ya know.

Update: 5:02 pm

Okay, you’re gonna love this. HAL suggested we borrow a travel trailer and go for it. We are the epitome of the blind leading the blind. He did have enough sense to hedge with, “We’ll talk about it tonight.” So, of the two of us, he might actually be the brighter bulb. Time will tell.