The Big DumpTruck

Just saw the news report that Massachusetts tops the “State Technology and Science Index,” scoring over 80 out of 100 (in what, I don’t know) according to the Milken Institute, which conducted the study.

If we’re number one, and the job outlook is horrific here, it must be a black hole in other states. Yes, I’m happy to have this contract job, but it’s not like the full time jobs with benefits are being shoved in my face they way they were, oh, 6 years ago. I mean, recruiters used to call all the time. I was wanted; I was loved. But I got kicked to the curb in January 2002 and it’s been one big pile of nothing ever since. Mr. Dump says it’s the same for people in his field.

So if we’re number one, I’m scared for numbers 2 through 50.

Okay, if you read regularly, and you read the old site this past weekend, I made my standard “Oh, Junior rode his bike so it’s going to snow in the next couple of days” ha ha joke. Flurries this morning. I nearly ran screaming back into the house.

Maybe that would have been a good idea. I think I’m a cool, with-it kind of mom who can handle kids pretty well. I volunteered for the kindergarten field trip to…the grocery store. There were 38 5 and 6 year olds from two classes, and while it always sounded like a sitcom cliche, but the time it was all over, I actually had a pounding headache.

The coolest thing was that they took the class photos in and had the bakery department turn them into those sugar photos for the top of cakes, and the kids had that (and pineapple) for a snack in the cafe section. Junior got to eat his own head! Okay, so *I* thought it was funny!

Looks like this DNS thing is taking its time. I’m still getting this page, instead of the new one.

I am going to push through the new DNS server address for my site move. This change may take 24 or more hours to wind it’s way through Internetland.

If things don’t work right, the new DNS server ID is going to be http://216.65.85.77/.

If you use that address, you will see the draft version of a new template, and none of the historical content for the Dump. This will be fixed as soon as the change takes place. And remember, my email may be flukey for a bit as well.

See you later, alligator!

I’m not even done with the book yet and I want to give a crappy review to it. Why do I keep reading it? I don’t know. I just keep thinkging that at some point it will get better and things will be clearer to me. There was an improvement at one point, and I thought I was right, but then we went into that whole “what the hell is this all about” thing again.

I’m not giving the title because I don’t want people to know I’m reading a crappy <whisper> romance novel, </whisper> but I’m working my way through the pile of books by the bed and this was next on the list.

So anyway, look, it’s not mysterious if nobody can figure out what the hell is going on. I’m your audience. Do me a favor and not alienate me, ‘kay? I think it’s just a bit worse than the book with the crocheted underwear. That was amusing. This is annoying.

p.s Junior rode his bike again today. We should have snow by Tuesday.