For years I keep seeing photos of a little robot made of cardboard boxes. It’s cute and I saved the photos sometimes. I posted a couple of seasonal images even. But, until yesterday, I did not know what the actual name was for this. Then I found it on a free wallpaper site. In their image tags was a tag “danbo”. It stood out from the other tags so I looked it up. Sure enough, I had finally found the name for the little cardboard box robot.
Today I’m watching a Terminator marathon on the Space channel. All the first season of the Terminator Sarah Connor Chronicles. I think most interesting part of the show is the robot which Summer Glau does. Interesting about how she has a mysterious background and is already more human than any of the other robots. Also, how she becomes more human and yet is still a robot too. Anyway, I just like an interesting story about people, even if they are robots. Or maybe more if they are robots cause I have always had a soft spot for robots and aliens.
I found out that the template I bought for Word Grrls isn’t all original work. The graphic for the header is pretty much for rent to anyone who pays something for it. I had thought it was part of an original design. So I’m disappointed. I guess if I were smarter I would have known that, not assumed otherwise. So that makes it a bit easier to decide about what to do with the blogginess. I still need a name for it but I’m going to go with a blog about blogging, sort of. I need a name and a slant, twist to make it uniquely me and not so much of clone of so many others out there.
I’d like to be writing something for NaNoWriMo this year. I did try it one year. Got a late start but did well for a few days. Then more upheaval, literally. I moved again.
I’d like to get into it this year but it’s not looking good. I’m pushing myself to keep the blog going (more or less). I had an article on the go but it’s been gathering dust bunnies to its funeral this week. I have had lots of ideas and fiction too but nothing is getting past my brain cells and onto the keyboard.
Maybe I just need to get away for a few days, alone, to recharge the batteries. It seems that every day I do get off from work is sucked away from me before I even begin to do more than plan some great adventure. All my plans are futile and assimilated by the family, mainly the Mother. She’s not Jewish, its more of an Irish/ Celtic guilt.
So I’ve done a lot of babysitting- good for the nephew and nieces but leaves me feeling I never really had a day off at all. Plus my room is a dump. I got clothes washed but have not put anything away. This is how I am always called the family mess. I’m sure someone else would be able to get all this done and still hop off to work and come home and skip going to bed so she could update her blog and do all that other good stuff. But, I’m just not her. It would be useful. Sleep is boring anyway.
Zack is coming out for the weekend. I’m working but will be around for part of the day to see him. They started him on drugs now. Imagine a 12 year old boy taking drugs. I guess it makes it easier for the parents and medical people. They can blame it all on him rather than admitting they live in chaos and don’t really take care of their kids. Much easier to say it’s all in his head. What kind of person is that creating? How can he ever learn to be strong if they keep knocking him down and upping his dosage if he still doesn’t perform like some robot child? Makes me really angry. I’m trying to just forget it rather than say anything. I’m trying not to tell her that a kid might benefit from having a regular bedtime and getting fed a real meal rather than scrounging the cupboards for stuff in boxes and plastic bags.
Anyway, soon time to get to work. I’m busing today. Not so bad. I don’t have to park the car or walk to and from the parking space. Not that it’s a huge trek but I do seem to have lost some of my walkability. I was surprised how soon my shins started to ache. The plan is to get a good pair of walking shoes and get back to more walking this Fall. Likely after the Mother is gone on her way to Florida. By then I should have more control over what I do when I have a day off from work.
Happy almost Halloween!