Fall has Fallen

I used to love fall, absolutely loved it. Now it has me worried. Fall brings the close of one year and is the dank reminder that I hate my job, I hate the negativity that envelopes me when talking about it or thinking about or spending much time at it. But I also hate days off, because they're filled with job applications and the urge to sleep and watch television, and worst of all, the urge to buy things that I need.

So today its fall, nearly noon at that and the leaves are down and the sun has been up for a lot longer than I've been awake and I'm thinking about buying a computer. That's right I'm thinking of buying something I can't afford but would be super handy to have. This "need" comes from the computer I was using dying again. All riddled with viral infections, I'm somehow to blame and yet with the computer down for the count I don't have access to many many things, like the more respectable writing samples I have for applying to jobs. But I can't afford to purchase a computer, I need new axles.

I'm also considering school, the Peace Corps, becoming a nun and moving for the sake of a change. I want to get out of here. Hopefully the holidays cheer me a little.

A Stolen Waggle

Turns out I am not, or at least I wasn't the only one, the inventor of the word Waggle. I was walking through the Target the other day, in the dog toy aisle, and this toy was named after the very motion that I had described in my previous posts. And on top of that it was a toy that my dog does indeed play with. So yes, the toy is called the Waggle, but does it Waggle.

That evening when I got home I decided that, unfortunately for my puppy, we would play with the Waggle for purposes of a motion study. He wasn't terribly upset but he did try to introduce a bird into play a few times. But  the study confirmed it, the Waggle is a definitive motion, named by me or not, something that waggles is something that waggles.

And yes, that last sentence is a bit off, actually many things about this situation are. Because dog toy makers have invented a toy that moves much like the bust of a human my poor dog things anything that waggles is fair game. I'm fighting for the right to waggle here folks and I'm going to be defeated by a puppy with a strange notion of motion.