In other useless-to-your-reading-and-why-the-fuck-is-he-bothering-me-with-this-inane-shit-text-news�I spent a fair bit of the day upgrading dis� desktop computer to a much more prodigious 3.0 GHz hyperthreading wonder with a spanking* new 9700 pro threeD card. Wheeee! WhooooHooooo!

It is a lovely change from the 850 MHz those parts replaced. No shit, Sauce? More than ThreeX faster is nice? Er, yeah. Having the time to get it done was even nicer.

Clock me on the diary entries? Text is just flying (at the same speed it was�)

I got an LCD (not huge�and it was a FREEBEE--no big money around here�shush already) high-def setup in the guest bedroom finally today. I�ve wanted to get it done as the parts were hanging out in a closet and wasting space. Beyond that, it is looking like I MIGHT have to get a Live-In-Human to cover for me when I travel (across to dat England place) every six or so weeks (if I take a new gig in the coming month� we shall see.)

Any of you founts O� email commentary, kindness, and sometime-abuse ever had to deal with such?

What are the pluses (other than deportation and an interest in being nice for a year�) of importing an Au-Pair-type-person (gawd, I hate that yuppie-fuck term. I am a yuppie fuck parent now. A YFP who still listens to hardcore, has earrings, and drives an old beater�but �tis I, naytheless�) versus just finding someone who would like free room and board and some spending monies? Further, how does one actually go about checking out a person to make sure they aren�t (with apologies to any readers who have these various maladies�but it would make sense to work on those first before having to take on a kid)

1. Dangerous and predatory.

2. A dick.

3. Quad or Tri-Polar.

4. Hugely depressive.

5. A shithead.

6. A known felon (but the file got closed at 18�)

7. Heavy into booze or misc. substances that alter one�s ability to say�notice the house burning the fuck down or drive a kid to the hospital while doing CPR and talking to emergency workers with the fourth hand and second face.

8. And so forth.

I am not paranoid. But I DO truly like/love/relish my kid and I�d like the see the little bastich grow�d up.

Thoughts?

Thanks.

--DatHatesToLeaveHisKidWithSomeoneElseSauce

*Asterisk On Spank You Ask?

There�s a discussion to be had on child rearing� I have swatted his butt three times when I couldn�t get his attention in probable/actual dangerous situations� this after trying to avoid it all together�but that is for later�

[Besides, it would be sooo much more fun at some point to discuss a more fun and play-filled use of my BIG Ol' hand on buttocks... Aw, crap. Who am I currently kidding? That requires the two-player party flavor of life and I�ve sworn off relationships for the next few, er, decades?

Shit. At some point I might wanna rethink that as well.

Anon.

Adieu.]