Happy Thanksgiving

This is my first Thanksgiving out of captivity. She assures me I'll enjoy it. We're cooking today and having a friend over from Her work--the lady that made Nanuk for Her several months ago.



Yes, MarFisk, She has a special selection of seal for me, provided courtesy of Dan, one of my old keepers from New York who is sensitive to me missing it. He has a not-too-regular but somehow legal source.

Urban Legends Reference Pages: Inboxer Rebellion (Master/Slave)

Urban Legends Reference Pages: Inboxer Rebellion (Master/Slave)

Now that She's given me a reprieve from dictating my story until She gets Her life together, I have entirely too much time to surf the Internet. This little tidbit has appeared in numerous forms--on CNN's site and Dave Barry's Blog. I found this link from Dave Barry's Blog.

Since I'm only nine years old, I haven't been involved in this computer thing too long, but even I know this is not a feasible solution. The comment, "But we are culturally sensitive and we have 90,000 employees," he said. "We have to take these things seriously." tells me this guy is most likely afraid of bringing a lawsuit down upon the County if he doesn't handle it this way. Unfortunately, he's making the County the laughing stock of the world. Should any of the vendors take them seriously, the price to the County is likely to be outrageous. Every single computer in existence that I'm aware of has the term "master/slave" encoded in it--from BIOS to motherboard to hard drives, etc.

Will the entire face of technology be changed (and at what cost) because at least one person is too technologically stupid to understand the concept used to differentiate between peripherals?

Ignorant may be a more politically correct term, but stupid, in this case, is more correct. As for the County of Los Angeles? I'm sure they just want to avoid a lawsuit from one of their employees. But were they really wise to ask this of their vendors? I don't believe so.

More than 6000 words today...

then She cuts me off! I was right in the middle of something! At least She let me finish the scene. But that's it. It's all about Her. *She* has other things *She* must do. Did it matter that maybe *I* had something to do this month? Nooo. *She* needs me to dictate *now.* Now *She* needs me to shut up. And you know She'll expect me to begin spouting words again at Her command.

I'm tired. I'm going to bed.

Brutal!

I've been dictating since I got up this morning. Already more than 2000 words, and She wants more. "More," She says. Come on! I have to collect my thoughts! She says, "Don't worry about that now. We'll get it in the rewrite."

Dictation is on Track

She had me dictate 3003 words today then decided to leave me in the middle of a party where my agent was obviously planning to get smashed--and so was one of my handlers. I'd just told Her they were both attracted to each other but the other didn't know that yet. I see a train wreck waiting to happen. But no, She has to go to bed. Any other weekend, She's up until 2am slogging this stuff down. This week, She's just going to leave them there.

Maybe Michigan slamming Ohio State into oblivion today was just too much for her to deal with. At least my Spurs devoured Atlanta last night.

Oh, and the public speaking tour is going great. I mostly use stand-up comedy to impart my message to the masses. Just got off Leno and Letterman and the gigs are rolling in.

This and That

After a week long break from dictating, She's back at the House. That means She expects me to get back to work. After the Spurs dismal results last night, I have to admit I'm in the mood for an alternate activity. I know these guys are better than we're seeing.

OK. Here goes. I'm preparing to launch my public speaking career. Wish me luck!

The Onion | Mom Finds Out About Blog

The Onion | Mom Finds Out About Blog

I'm just a bear, but if I were him, I'd be less worried about what mom might say and more concerned about law enforcement agencies or employers finding out about illegal activities. And using my own words as probable cause to begin digging deeper into my life.

Dictation Marathon

I've been dictating so much lately that my voice is hoarse. She's up to 30k words, and She made a heckuva push this weekend. I finally had to quit at 30k--She wanted to go for 35k, but I had to plead on behalf of my vocalizer.

She has to bowl early tomorrow night, so I'll get a break--maybe not so much talking tomorrow night! Besides, She has a toilet tank flapper issue to resolve. Maybe She'll get the parts and that will tie Her up tomorrow night. Besides, the Spurs game is scheduled to start just as She's due to come home. And, unless She wants to make stuff up, She won't be getting anything from me while they're playing.

Spurs Win! Duncan and Parker Back!

Whew. After getting off to a slow start in the first quarter, the Spurs came back and dominated the game. Despite a last ditch effort in the fourth quarter by the Jazz, the Spurs prevailed.

Wanna See a Bear?

When She went to Winnipeg, She took pictures of Debbie, the Assiniboine Park Zoo's polar bear. She's going to be featured in this week's lesson on FM Writers Back to School for Busy Writers Wednesday class. Access to this forum does require a no cost registration at the site .

So Despondent

I'm so very despondent. Spurs lost in double overtime to the Lakers Thursday night. Tonight, it looks like Dallas needed someone to wipe the arena floor with--in the SBC Center.

But, wait! With 5:05 left in the third quarter, the Spurs are up by two! Now they're tied. Now they're back up. The third quarter see-saw ride.

And, no, I'm not dictating during this game. Anything She writes during a Spurs game will be pure fiction. I disavow all knowledge of it.

What Happened?

The Spurs were leading, then the game was see-sawing. Then it was tied. Next thing I know, it's 88-80, Final, and the Spurs lost!

I get all excited and caught up on dictating a lot of action to Her, and this happens. That's it. No more dictating this novel during Spurs games. Ain't gonna happen.

Spurs defeat Knicks: 86-74

A 2-1 start for the season. Go Spurs!

Milwaukee and Wilder Times

She dragged it out of me. The whole polar bear community knew about it, but I hadn't planned on telling the human community, but the adventures I shared with Zero in Milwaukee came out yesterday. She told me it would probably be cut in the editing room, but it keeps winding itself into the story. She'll never take it out now.

She's getting most things down pretty well.

Good to get the story out.

We started "writing down the bones," as they say, last night. I enjoyed the process much more than I thought I would, and She took dictation quite well.