We Have a Great Deal to Say


I treasure the fact that LiveJournal is known for its quality, long-form blogging. I believe that the noticeably large text input fields used when posting entries or replies have contributed to this trend.

Since a photo is worth a thousand words, above is a photo of my son sitting in the Seven Sacred Pools on Maui. This is the best photo I've ever taken.

The Toughest Bulldog I've Ever Met

Walking from the light rail to work before Christmas, I met Elliot, a sweetheart of a bulldog who had been through rough times.

He'd broken his back and later, lost his right eye in a dogfight. If you ever meet him, he loves a gentle ear scratching. :)




Foggy Drive In & Fighting with Alarm Systems

foggy drive
Here is a photo (I probably shouldn't have taken it while driving) of the fog, coming off the Pacific and sweeping into the valley of the Crystal Springs Reservoir, on my drive to the city this morning. I needed an early start, as LiveJournal has a LOT going on right now.

So I get to the door, hoping someone got in ahead of me so I won't have to deal with the alarm... but it's locked. I'm the first one in. I think I remember the code to disarm the alarm, so I take a deep breath, turn my key and trip the mothion detectors.

Beep, says the alarm.

I scurry over to punch in my code.

Beep, it reiterates.

Maybe I need to press OK to enter it?

*Set Clock?* says the display.

NO! I don't want to set the clock! The alarm is about to go off!

Beep

I try the code again and press # after.

Beep

Oh no. I know what's coming next

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
In the most ear-splitting volume I've heard from such a small device.

Here we go! I drop my bag at my desk and head to the office phone for the call I know is about to come.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
The phone rings as I reach to grab it. I see it ring more than I can hear it.

"Samantha from some inaudible security company, is everything ok?"

Yeah, I just forgot the code" I say.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

"What's the password?" She asks, to make sure I am who I say I am.

I tell her, and expect the alarm to stop. It doesn't.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

"Can you turn it off?" I plead.
"Sorry, no, you have to enter the code." Ugh!

I text my boss, asking for the code. No immediate reply. Ok, I'll try calling her, but I have to get somewhere a bit less insanely loud. I go in the back, through a secure door.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

No answer. It's early. Leaving a voice mail would be just sharing the oppression of this incessant sound.

I go back in, plug my ears and run up to the alarm. Maybe I transposed some numbers when I thought I memorized the code. I try a variation.

Blessed silence fills the empty office.
"Disarmed" says the unapologetic female voice. Did she not hear what I just went through?

The phone rings. I can actually hear it now. I must have triggered the alarms in the back.


"This is Michael from some security company, is everything ok?"

It is now. :)

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