Moving On (redux)

Fort Humboldt SHP
Surgeon's Quarters and Hospital

The past year has been pretty good. Worked a a site that has lots of great possibilities, if only the State can find funding. Put together 25 GB of research material for a Digital Library, and loved every bit of it. Developed a Student Living History Program that will someday hopefully be implemented, updated the Museum, and co-created a Visitor Center. Met some incredible people.

But funding ran out. It happens, and it happens a lot with State Parks. Perhaps an Angel will be found to bring this site back to life, but in the meantime, I have my obligations. Farewell.

Why Stop Now?

I'm thinking I might be able to post a few things, now that my stalker has at long last been identified and basically emasculated. Thank God for cyber-cops!

A Long Break

It's been quite a while since I've posted here. Winter break went by quickly, with no prospect of work. Guess what - employers don't hire during the Holidays! Duh.

Nevertheless, I'm still looking about for employment. I've got my horse on the market, and maybe with some of that income I can buy the camera equipment I need to start a photo business. Selling Doc has been an agonizing decision, but I'm just not able to maintain his board, and I can't seem to find the means to get him up here, and pasture to put him in. I hope a nice girl gets him as her pet. He is the best horse I have ever been around. This is killing me.

Christmas Rush

It came and went. Quietest Christmas I've had in a long, long time. I think Alex had a quiet one as well. Rather sad for all of us, I would think.

I hope the New Year brings happiness to us all.

My Son's New Show-and-Tell

A few days ago, Boy took his little fire hydrant, a toy from his firetruck, and pretended it was a lighter. he went around "lighting" imaginary cigarettes, making the strike sounds and everything. Today I watched him put a pencil in his mouth and take a nice, long, drag from it, holding it just like a cigarette.

I hope his mother is proud.

Well, It's All Over

All but the crying, anyway. I felt this calm take over yesterday after the last final, but now it's back to stressing out over finding a job. The idea of plain, dumb work sounds so good right now, I can't even imagine not having to read chapters every night and trying to decipher what they mean.

Very Quiet: Too Quiet, In Fact

Johann Agustus Sutter

Although an empty house is great for getting my work done, it's also pretty sad. I miss kid's voices and action. I miss having someone to love.

BTW, I'm writing about an old friend, John A. Sutter. The more I read of his exploits, the more I appreciate him as a flawed but basically honest, God-fearing man. We could use a few more of these characters in today's world.

I *Guess* This is Right...

You are The Sun

Happiness, Content, Joy.

The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.

Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.

The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.

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