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Today started was the first day of my “new job” which really means self employment.  I’ve got a contract with a company here in town.  I’m feeling a little under the gun to make the hours, but hopefully once I get the hang of things I want be so stressed.

One thing that has helped my day go quicker a bit more than otherwise is Pandora. I know I am very late to the party on this, but so far I’m making up for lost time.  So far I’ve got a Pixies/Nirvana/Super Drag station, a Wilco/Ryan Adams station, and a John Prine/Steve Earle/Todd Snider station.  I’m sure I’ll make more as I my moods and days change.

I’m thinking seriously about paying the $36 for a year subscription cause I like it that much.  I’ll let you know.  I like to support things that I use.  If I keep up my patronage of Pandora, I will.

I spent some time installing a bunch of software to get the Django framework running on my windows box.  It’s quite a bit actually.  From Python, databases, version control software, and a web server, I’m hoping it works fairly well.  I’m using John P. Mulligan’s how_to page to walk me through everything that I need.

This is all on a Windows Vista box so I’m thinking I’ve got a little bit of work left to try to get this going correctly.  We’ll see how it goes.

I hate chickens... except this one.

Here’s a photo for today.  Now for a little back story.

Berry has been trying to raise chickens for a couple of years now.  Unfortunately, Mother Nature has had other plans and have shown us and our children all about the circle of life.  And she’s shown exactly where chickens are in that circle in the most gruesome ways.

Anyway, I’ve fought against the chickens since the first day.  Don’t ask.  I have deep seated issues with chickens.  I love them for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, but caring for them is entirely too much for me.

Right now we have six.  Only two from the first early Spring batch have survived.  The photo is of the rooster, Sugar, and he’s one of the two older chickens.  I think he’s the favorite of the family, including mine.  The kids have handled him so much that he’s pretty mellow.

I made the mistake of admitting that he was a handsome bird to Berry who promptly told the children.  I’ve not heard the end of it.  Oh, well, what can I say? He is a handsome bird.