I can’t type and hold onto the phone

“Hold on, hold on, I can’t type and hold onto the phone,” I love doing tech support for my family, “don’t send me e-mail, send me a fax.” [Ma Wetzel on the phone, but at least she read her e-mail.] Apple’s new iBook, a lot like my Titanium PowerBook? I suppose, that’s the problem with bleeding edge technology. She doesn’t know it, but I can type and talk on the phone — the advantage of a headset [and read the Apple web site at the same time.] I was saddened yesterday by the sight of a large snake floating in an inlet near the power plant, on the east loop of the hike and bike trail. I like it over there, a little more rugged, a little more wildlife, and seeing the big feller floating along, very dead, bothered me. It was probably, judging from the markings, a Texas Rat Snake. A fairly big snake, eats rodents and such. I’d seen a similar, if not the the same one, very close to the same place, nearly a year ago. If it’s the same one, it wasn’t poisonous or dangerous in any way. Not particularly pretty, but not an ugly critter, either. Now, if it was a Water Moccasin, those guys are just plain mean. Moccasins are the same family as rattlesnakes, too: pit vipers. That big old Texas Rat? He was just as harmless as could be. And I don’t want to sound cranky or nothing, but I’m getting awful tired of going to bed right after sundown so I can get up early in the morning. Like today: I have to be at the radio station at 6:00 AM. I’m missing my nightlife.