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SueZQ

From:	Erika
Sent:	Thursday, July 27, 2000 3:57 PM
To:	rob
Subject:Fact or fiction: Dolphin safe tuna.

Not too long ago and not too far away a strapping young man by the name of 
Bubba and his armadillo, whom he affectionately called Sue Z Q, set sail for 
a three hour tour of the Gulf of Mexico. They had loaded up his Ford F350 
pickup truck early that morning with some tuna fish sandwiches and some Lone 
Star longnecks.  With a "yeehaw" they took off down I45 listening to Jerry 
Jeff and Robert Earl. Sue Z Q, sweet 'dilla that she is, lay next to Bubba 
the whole way to the Galveston.  As soon as he turned onto the SeaWall and 
rolled the windows down though, she jumped up and stuck her snout in the 
breeze.  "Smell that ocean air!" Bubba yelled over the roar of the truck and 
the wind.  When they got where they were going, Sue Z stood by as Bubba 
rolled the boat into the water.  He unhooked the trailer hitch, replaced his 
John Deer cap with a white captain's hat, grabbed Sue Z Q and the two were 
off! About an hour and a half into the 3 hour tour and about 14 Lone Stars 
into the case, the two were sailing beautifully.  The sun was beating down 
and the wind was in there faces, but this didn't faze them at all. After 
finishing a couple tuna fish sandwiches Bubba decided this was his chance to 
get rid of his farmer's tan, so he pulled off his "wife beater" and lay back 
in the sun.  Sue Z was next to him, wearing her 'Dilla shades that Bubba had 
specially made for her.  She was smiling that big armadillo smile, laying on 
her back, front paws behind her head, one leg crossed over the other.  Then 
the wind picked up and lifted the straw from Sue Z's long neck and plopped 
it down on the deck about five feet away.  She could not have this, so, not 
wanting to wake her dear Bubba, she scampered down the deck to go get her 
straw.  Well, the water on the deck did not mix well with the residual Extra 
Dark Tropic Tan oil that Miss Q had left on her paws.  Before she knew it, 
the poor thing had slipped and slid all the way off the deck into the 
Armadillo Predator infested water!  The splash woke Bubba, and he groggley 
turned to ask Sue Z Q, what the heck that was.  To his surprise she was not 
there!  He saw the missing straw and the skid marks on the deck and after 
about 12 minutes he put together what had happend (he's not too bright).  He 
ran to the starboard side, he ran to the port side, to the bow and to the 
stern, searching the water for his dear Miss Sue Z Q.  She was no where to 
be found.  The water was calm all around him.  He cried out, his fists in 
the air, "NOOOO!!!  NOT MY SUE Z!!!"  Just as he had crumbled onto the deck 
in tears, he heard another splash.  He jumped up to see what it was, and 
there he saw the most beautiful sight...A dolphin was swimming straight 
towards the boat, Sue Z Q on his back!!  He reached over, grabbed Sue Z and 
held her for quite some time.  Then he turned to thank the dolphin, but he 
was gone.  Gone.  No sign at all.  Bubba decided to cut the three hour tour 
short and head back to dry land.  He held Sue Z Q in his lap in a towel all 
the way to shore.  On the beach that night the two sat around a camp fire 
eating s'mores and Sue Z Q told Bubba all about her adventure with the 
dolphin.  Occasionally if they were very quite and held their breath, they 
thought they could hear the dolphins singing in the distance.  From then on, 
the two only ate dolphin safe tuna, and so should you.

elProject

16:25pm Thursday 27 July 2000

I've been mostly working on El Project today, and am pretty close to finished with the coding part (I think!) Of course I mean done with the coding according to the original specifications as I understand them.

I spent most of my time surgically replacing a large question screen, (or actually 3 screens with 150 questions).. replaced those with a small screen of like 71 questions which is much simpler in other aspects too. The three screens allowed for different sorting of the questions (or sorted the questions differently acccording to who was being rated) and allowed managers to answer more questions than other people. and all kinds of essentially complex stuff that El project doesn't neeed to do.

I had to chop down the database to only expect 71 questions instead of 150 and other changes to the way it did stuff.

On the non technical front, Erika wrote me a story, which I will add to my site shortly, probably. I may open up my "writings" section of the site and add a random stories section.

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10:42pm CDT Thursday 27 July 2000

1. I just called SAVVIS, our ISP at work, and also ISP for me an' Wen's DSL service at home. They called me during the day today, saying that the router was un-pingable today. I booted the router (power off, power on) and still no connection. Savvis is contacting Northpoint now, the DSL carrier and will hopefully call me back soon so they can try and fix it from there.

2. I got home from work with an astonishing headache. I took 200mg of advil and went to sleep for a couple of hourse. I woke up from a dream and remember the last part of it:

   I arrived back at home and on my computer found a note from Will. Note was something like:

   You weren't home so I installed
   this cool game on your computer.
   Click here to join our group
   Click here to start your own group
   Click here to uninstall program
   

   The game was something like Frogger or one of the old-school video games, but it was played over the network and people could hook up resources and play as a team.

   I woke up after reading the note and wondering how he got into the house. (Had I remained dreaming, I would have clicked there to join their group and played the game)

3. Wende comes home tomorrow!! This weekend we are going to her family reunion, and her parental units are coming over on Saturday evening or Sunday. Wende asked me to clean up a few things around the house - scrub bathtub and shower and wash the bathroom rug, sweep the floors and clean kitchen counter. (sometimes it helps me to have a list of items, even though these are all stuff that should be done ongoingly)

   I called her to get specs on what time her parents are coming over tomorrow.

   "They're not coming over tomorrow, but you and I are leaving tomorrow for the reunion. They'll come over on Saturday or Sunday."

   "Oh yeah!" Wende has told me that before, probably more than once. Then it struck me- "You'll be home tomorrow??"

   "Yeah baby." She said it not like Austin Powers "Yaah Baybee!" but more like a cross between, "I'm looking forward to it too," and "don't you know what's going on around you? I'm coming home tomorrow."

   "What time?"

   Around 6pm I think she said, but my brain was swimming in happiness that she'll be home at all so I didn't totally hear her.

4. This morning I got the trickiest part of my java applet to essentially work, but for some reason it's not quite perfect yet. I'll mess with it tomorrow.

11:01pm

Savvis has not called me back yet (that means Jonathan is still on hold with Northpoint); I shoulda called them earlier because I'm going to bed, and I might be sleepin' when they call back.

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