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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Stupid Axial Tilt
OK, it is now officially Too Damn Cold. According to the online weather site I just looked at, it's about 30 degrees right now in T or C, and I think they're usually a bit warmer than we are. It's supposed to get down to 14 tonight! And my furnace fan keeps cutting out after about thirty seconds, long before the house warms up to what the thermostat is set to. Last night I actually resorted to plugging in the space heater for some supplemental warmth.
Gaah. I hate winter. Then again, I kind of hate summer, too, so, really, there are very few times of the year when I'm completely satisfied.
OK, it is now officially Too Damn Cold. According to the online weather site I just looked at, it's about 30 degrees right now in T or C, and I think they're usually a bit warmer than we are. It's supposed to get down to 14 tonight! And my furnace fan keeps cutting out after about thirty seconds, long before the house warms up to what the thermostat is set to. Last night I actually resorted to plugging in the space heater for some supplemental warmth.
Gaah. I hate winter. Then again, I kind of hate summer, too, so, really, there are very few times of the year when I'm completely satisfied.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
A Couple More Babylon 5 Thoughts
1. Vir is a sweetie, and I wish to give him a hug.
2. In an early season three episode, there's a scene where a character is looking for some information. He tells the computer what he wants, and it responds that the data search will take four hours. And I can't help but think, man, search engine technology has improved since that was written. Yeah, OK, doubtless the B5 computer has a lot more data to search through than Google does. But it's also got to be much, much faster, doesn't it? And the guy did have darned good keywords, and he was looking for something that would have been on the major news feeds...
And, hey, speaking of news feeds, it also strikes me as slightly... old-fashioned?... that the B5 crew gets all their Earth-related news from the ISN TV network. Which, of course, is important, because ISN's information is incomplete and biased. And I can't help but think... There aren't any bloggers in 2060? Or anything equivalent?
It's amazing the things that make a show start to feel dated...
1. Vir is a sweetie, and I wish to give him a hug.
2. In an early season three episode, there's a scene where a character is looking for some information. He tells the computer what he wants, and it responds that the data search will take four hours. And I can't help but think, man, search engine technology has improved since that was written. Yeah, OK, doubtless the B5 computer has a lot more data to search through than Google does. But it's also got to be much, much faster, doesn't it? And the guy did have darned good keywords, and he was looking for something that would have been on the major news feeds...
And, hey, speaking of news feeds, it also strikes me as slightly... old-fashioned?... that the B5 crew gets all their Earth-related news from the ISN TV network. Which, of course, is important, because ISN's information is incomplete and biased. And I can't help but think... There aren't any bloggers in 2060? Or anything equivalent?
It's amazing the things that make a show start to feel dated...
I Am a Victim of Domestic Abuse By My Household Appliances.
Ouch. I just somehow managed to slam my own face into the corner of the refrigerator. Cut the hell out of my lip with my tooth. Man, I'm just glad I live alone, because nobody'd ever believe someone who didn't if she said she'd walked into a refrigerator. Although, actually, people who know me would probably find that quite easy to believe. Well, it's not really visible from the outside anyway, although I wouldn't be terribly surprised if I had a bruised face tomorrow. But, still... Ouch. I'm not sure which hurts worse, my lip or my self-respect.
Ouch. I just somehow managed to slam my own face into the corner of the refrigerator. Cut the hell out of my lip with my tooth. Man, I'm just glad I live alone, because nobody'd ever believe someone who didn't if she said she'd walked into a refrigerator. Although, actually, people who know me would probably find that quite easy to believe. Well, it's not really visible from the outside anyway, although I wouldn't be terribly surprised if I had a bruised face tomorrow. But, still... Ouch. I'm not sure which hurts worse, my lip or my self-respect.
Babbling On
I'm now just about exactly halfway through season 3 of Babylon 5. And I have a few completely random comments. (Warning: Spoilers ahoy!)
"Point of No Return" and "Severed Dreams," which feature the climax of the Earth civil war in the secession of Babylon 5, is some really exciting television. I mean, I'm not normally all that interested in space battles, but, man.
I like Marcus. He's fun. There's something about his wild, wicked, off-the-wall sense of humor that contrasts with his voice and appearance in a way that weirds me out a little, but I like it.
Londo Mollari probaly has the single most interesting character arc of any TV character, ever. Also, it still continually amuses me to listen to him talk.
Thus endeth the random comments. Onward to the second half!
I'm now just about exactly halfway through season 3 of Babylon 5. And I have a few completely random comments. (Warning: Spoilers ahoy!)
"Point of No Return" and "Severed Dreams," which feature the climax of the Earth civil war in the secession of Babylon 5, is some really exciting television. I mean, I'm not normally all that interested in space battles, but, man.
I like Marcus. He's fun. There's something about his wild, wicked, off-the-wall sense of humor that contrasts with his voice and appearance in a way that weirds me out a little, but I like it.
Londo Mollari probaly has the single most interesting character arc of any TV character, ever. Also, it still continually amuses me to listen to him talk.
Thus endeth the random comments. Onward to the second half!
Friday, November 26, 2004
I'm a Coffee Achiever!
Did I say "rather buzz-inducing?" Yowza. Considering how high a caffeine tolerance I have, this is kinda scary. But, man, at least I'm getting some housework down. And there is something kind of poetically neat about a beverage that makes a mess of your kitchen in the making, but then gives you the energy to clean it up.
Did I say "rather buzz-inducing?" Yowza. Considering how high a caffeine tolerance I have, this is kinda scary. But, man, at least I'm getting some housework down. And there is something kind of poetically neat about a beverage that makes a mess of your kitchen in the making, but then gives you the energy to clean it up.
Culinary Experiments
I've just discovered that a little milk, several scoops of vanilla ice cream, and about half a pot's worth of mocha beans makes a very tasty and rather buzz-inducing milkshake.
I've also just discovered that if you neglect to put the cover on the coffee grinder's receptacle, you end up with a fine coating of coffee dust all over your kitchen.
I've just discovered that a little milk, several scoops of vanilla ice cream, and about half a pot's worth of mocha beans makes a very tasty and rather buzz-inducing milkshake.
I've also just discovered that if you neglect to put the cover on the coffee grinder's receptacle, you end up with a fine coating of coffee dust all over your kitchen.
Just Beacause I Like to Think Things Through Before I Act...
To be, or not to be?
What is Your Shakespearian Tragic Flaw?
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To be, or not to be?
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Computer Stuff
Well, I finally bit the bullet and installed SP2 on my PC. I was getting sick and tired of it constantly popping up and "reminding" me that I had updates to install. Damn machine has all the persistence of a two-year-old asking for a glass of juice. Anyway, so, yeah, I finally installed it, and then promptly went in and turned most of the features off. I've already got a perfectly good firewall, thanks, and I'm quite capable of monitoring my own anti-virus software. Heck, Norton practically monitors itself. Anyway, nothing's crashed so far, so yay.
Speaking of Norton Anti-Virus, by the way, I also upgraded from the 2002 to 2005 version. But, man, is it just me, or does Symantec seem to want to make it difficult to buy their products? Every time I've tried to buy an upgrade or a renewal from them, it's been a hassle. Their webpage says the program itself will walk you through a renewal, but all it does is ask you for a subscription key. Which you have to order your renewal through the website to get. But there's no obvious link on their website that takes you to a place where you can do that. If you go searching for one, you end up with a "helpful" AI which is supposed to answer your questions. It'll give you a link, but if you click on it, you get an error. Aaargh! It must've taken me half an hour just to figure out how to renew my subscription (at which point, I discovered that it'd actually be cheaper to upgrade, so it became kind of pointless, anyway). There are people at Symantec who clearly need to be beaten with a stick.
Well, I finally bit the bullet and installed SP2 on my PC. I was getting sick and tired of it constantly popping up and "reminding" me that I had updates to install. Damn machine has all the persistence of a two-year-old asking for a glass of juice. Anyway, so, yeah, I finally installed it, and then promptly went in and turned most of the features off. I've already got a perfectly good firewall, thanks, and I'm quite capable of monitoring my own anti-virus software. Heck, Norton practically monitors itself. Anyway, nothing's crashed so far, so yay.
Speaking of Norton Anti-Virus, by the way, I also upgraded from the 2002 to 2005 version. But, man, is it just me, or does Symantec seem to want to make it difficult to buy their products? Every time I've tried to buy an upgrade or a renewal from them, it's been a hassle. Their webpage says the program itself will walk you through a renewal, but all it does is ask you for a subscription key. Which you have to order your renewal through the website to get. But there's no obvious link on their website that takes you to a place where you can do that. If you go searching for one, you end up with a "helpful" AI which is supposed to answer your questions. It'll give you a link, but if you click on it, you get an error. Aaargh! It must've taken me half an hour just to figure out how to renew my subscription (at which point, I discovered that it'd actually be cheaper to upgrade, so it became kind of pointless, anyway). There are people at Symantec who clearly need to be beaten with a stick.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Mmm, Turkey...
I hope all those who celebrate have had (or are still having) a happy Thanksgiving. I went up to Albuquerque to have dinner with an old high school friend of mine and his parents. Coincidentally, they came out to New Mexico the same time I did. His parents moved to Albuquerque, and he went to New Mexico State University in Las Cruces, where he's still living now. Anyway, they graciously invited me to Thanksgiving dinner, which was very nice, although I feel kind of guilty because I spent most of the time talking to my friend's buddy about science fiction shows. (He'd been watching a lot of Deep Space 9 lately on Spike TV.) At one point, I believe we were teasingly accused of "getting into a 'who's the biggest geek' competition." I'm not entirely sure who won.
Then I stopped off at Wal-Mart on the way home to pick up sundry necessities and do my last few bits of Christmas shopping. (Oh, and I bought Season 4 of Angel. I think that'll be next up after the Babylon 5.) I gotta say, shopping the day after Thanksgiving may be a nightmare, but shopping on Thanksgiving is actually pretty nice. I don't think I've ever seen that store so dead, except for the one time I went at 11 PM and I could barely shop because they were buffing all the floors.
I hope all those who celebrate have had (or are still having) a happy Thanksgiving. I went up to Albuquerque to have dinner with an old high school friend of mine and his parents. Coincidentally, they came out to New Mexico the same time I did. His parents moved to Albuquerque, and he went to New Mexico State University in Las Cruces, where he's still living now. Anyway, they graciously invited me to Thanksgiving dinner, which was very nice, although I feel kind of guilty because I spent most of the time talking to my friend's buddy about science fiction shows. (He'd been watching a lot of Deep Space 9 lately on Spike TV.) At one point, I believe we were teasingly accused of "getting into a 'who's the biggest geek' competition." I'm not entirely sure who won.
Then I stopped off at Wal-Mart on the way home to pick up sundry necessities and do my last few bits of Christmas shopping. (Oh, and I bought Season 4 of Angel. I think that'll be next up after the Babylon 5.) I gotta say, shopping the day after Thanksgiving may be a nightmare, but shopping on Thanksgiving is actually pretty nice. I don't think I've ever seen that store so dead, except for the one time I went at 11 PM and I could barely shop because they were buffing all the floors.
Before I Head Off to Eat Turkey, It's Yet Another Search Request Thursday!
Garp model, alien species, 2004: I dunno, I hear this year's alien species models are mostly inferior to last year's.
boardgames cowboy trails: Step in a cowpat, lose a turn? Sounds exciting.
personality self-test and science/psychology behind it: Some of those things have very little science behind 'em.
nevil shute on the beach well known scripts: Well, there was a movie version. I suppose the script for that qualifies as moderately well known.
tokyo get to poesy everybody on the floor: Sounds like a wacky new dance craze!
"dean koontz" "mary sue": Well, his characters do often tend to be horror writers, don't they?
dargo trade: Hmm, all right, I'll trade D'Argo for, um, Pilot and Stark. That's probably a favorable exchange at the going rate.
Mary Shelley Frankenstein inspired science fiction cloning robots nature: I think you'll find that a hell of a lot of SF on those subjects was inspired (or at least influenced) by Frankenstein in one fashion or another.
children's book danny the spaceboy: Damn, that sounds familiar. Now it's going to bother me, wondering where I know that from.
watchable NUDE PICS: As opposed to the unwatchable ones, which I really don't even want to think about.
annoying grey frog moped: Yeah, those frogs on mopeds annoy the hell out of me, too. They cut through traffic, they never signal their turns... They make those disgusting "croak" noises...
blake dream: I've had dreams about Blake. And many other interesting science fiction characters.
star wars tpol pics: Wait, T'Pol's on Star Wars now? Man, that Vulcan gets around!
gigi edgley's sister: I don't even know if she has a sister, but I guarantee you, if she does, she's out of your league, as well.
mummy coaster pov videos: Which, if you are prone to motion sickness (and British), will make you cry, "Mummy!"
frodo no resist of ticklish image: Ah, if only Sauron had known Frodo's weakness, that pesky war need never have happened at all.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
Happy Appreciation-Having
Tomorrow is the day we here in America are supposed to set aside for "giving thanks." (In reality, we mostly set it aside for eating turkey, which I'm definitely intending to do. But that is supposed to be the idea.) As a non-theist, I have to admit, I've always been a tiny bit uncomfortable with that, because "giving thanks" really means "giving thanks to God." And I don't believe there's a deity who is responsible for my good fortune, or who exists to receive my thanks. But I am very, very much capable of being appreciative of the things I have, and grateful to my fellow human beings for the good things they do. And, in that spirit, I want to talk about the several things that have happened today that have made me happy.
To begin with, it's a beautiful day. The sky is blue, the trees are golden, and the weather is just cool enough to make my comfy Blogger hoodie feel absolutely perfect without punishing me if I walk outside without putting it on.
I was watching some Babylon 5 on DVD earlier (in itself something to be "thankful" for), and remembered that I needed to drop by a friend's house and pick up some other tapes and DVDs I'd lent him. (Including the entire series run of Blake's 7, which, by the way, he loved.) So I gave the guy a call and headed over there. When I walked in the door, I was greeted by Babylon 5 playing on DVD. And I'm thinking now how delighted I am that I have friends who share my enthusiasms and tastes. Y'know, the memory of being a lonely junior high school geek who thought she'd probably never find any kindred spirits is still awfully strong.
After visiting my friend, I went by the local Tastee Freez for an ice cream (having promised myself a low-fat dinner and no snacks for the rest of the day, because I've been slipping at the healthy-eating stuff way too often of late). There was a sign at the drive-in window saying "We will close at 4 PM today." "Good for you," I thought. "Go home. Spend some time with your families." I've had to work on holidays, and late the day before holidays, often enough. It's good to see people with shit jobs catch a bit of a break once in a while. I didn't say this, mind you. I just ordered my ice cream. And when the woman with the crappy fast-food job handed me my ice cream and I reached for my wallet to pay for it, she smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Have a happy Thanksgiving!" Yes, she gave me free ice cream. And you know something? I have a really strong urge now to go and do something nice for somebody else.
That's stuff to be appreciative of.
Tomorrow is the day we here in America are supposed to set aside for "giving thanks." (In reality, we mostly set it aside for eating turkey, which I'm definitely intending to do. But that is supposed to be the idea.) As a non-theist, I have to admit, I've always been a tiny bit uncomfortable with that, because "giving thanks" really means "giving thanks to God." And I don't believe there's a deity who is responsible for my good fortune, or who exists to receive my thanks. But I am very, very much capable of being appreciative of the things I have, and grateful to my fellow human beings for the good things they do. And, in that spirit, I want to talk about the several things that have happened today that have made me happy.
To begin with, it's a beautiful day. The sky is blue, the trees are golden, and the weather is just cool enough to make my comfy Blogger hoodie feel absolutely perfect without punishing me if I walk outside without putting it on.
I was watching some Babylon 5 on DVD earlier (in itself something to be "thankful" for), and remembered that I needed to drop by a friend's house and pick up some other tapes and DVDs I'd lent him. (Including the entire series run of Blake's 7, which, by the way, he loved.) So I gave the guy a call and headed over there. When I walked in the door, I was greeted by Babylon 5 playing on DVD. And I'm thinking now how delighted I am that I have friends who share my enthusiasms and tastes. Y'know, the memory of being a lonely junior high school geek who thought she'd probably never find any kindred spirits is still awfully strong.
After visiting my friend, I went by the local Tastee Freez for an ice cream (having promised myself a low-fat dinner and no snacks for the rest of the day, because I've been slipping at the healthy-eating stuff way too often of late). There was a sign at the drive-in window saying "We will close at 4 PM today." "Good for you," I thought. "Go home. Spend some time with your families." I've had to work on holidays, and late the day before holidays, often enough. It's good to see people with shit jobs catch a bit of a break once in a while. I didn't say this, mind you. I just ordered my ice cream. And when the woman with the crappy fast-food job handed me my ice cream and I reached for my wallet to pay for it, she smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Have a happy Thanksgiving!" Yes, she gave me free ice cream. And you know something? I have a really strong urge now to go and do something nice for somebody else.
That's stuff to be appreciative of.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
This Is What It's Like Being Me.
So, I was looking at my watch today to remind myself what date it was, and I found myself thinking, "Hmm, November 23rd, that sounds familiar..." And then I realized, yes, of course, it was the anniversary of the first broadcast of Doctor Who.
I did not have this reaction yesterday, on the anniversary of the JFK assassination.
This either says something very interesting about my brain, or something very sad, or quite possibly both.
So, I was looking at my watch today to remind myself what date it was, and I found myself thinking, "Hmm, November 23rd, that sounds familiar..." And then I realized, yes, of course, it was the anniversary of the first broadcast of Doctor Who.
I did not have this reaction yesterday, on the anniversary of the JFK assassination.
This either says something very interesting about my brain, or something very sad, or quite possibly both.
Yay! It's My Favorite Deadly Sin!
That's really not any sort of a surprise at all.
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That's really not any sort of a surprise at all.
Wax On, Wax Off
So there's been some discussion about earwax here -- wow, that's a weird sentence to type -- and my buddy Greta mentioned also having earwax problems but wanting to try the "ear cone" (or "ear candling") method, because she doesn't like having water in her ears. Which, man, is an attitude I can sympathize with. But, having gotten into this discussion, I feel the need to provide a little public service announcement. The truth is that ear candling really does appear to be, in the aforementioned words of Penn & Teller, bullshit. Not only does it not work, but it's actually rather unsafe. Here's a pretty good little article explaining this procedure, what the claims are for it, and what the actual scientific facts about it are.
Seriously, people, if you've got problems with earwax and over-the-counter eardrops aren't working, just go see your doctor. The procedure takes about two minutes and involves nothing scarier than a jet of water.
So there's been some discussion about earwax here -- wow, that's a weird sentence to type -- and my buddy Greta mentioned also having earwax problems but wanting to try the "ear cone" (or "ear candling") method, because she doesn't like having water in her ears. Which, man, is an attitude I can sympathize with. But, having gotten into this discussion, I feel the need to provide a little public service announcement. The truth is that ear candling really does appear to be, in the aforementioned words of Penn & Teller, bullshit. Not only does it not work, but it's actually rather unsafe. Here's a pretty good little article explaining this procedure, what the claims are for it, and what the actual scientific facts about it are.
Seriously, people, if you've got problems with earwax and over-the-counter eardrops aren't working, just go see your doctor. The procedure takes about two minutes and involves nothing scarier than a jet of water.
Monday, November 22, 2004
Just a Squirt From Her Syringe and the Deaf Begin to Hear...
I just had lumps of earwax the size of my pinky fingernail extracted from my ears with the medical equivalent of a firehose. And, man, I can't believe how loud everything sounds. I actually caught myself just now wondering what the heck was wrong with my computer mouse, because it wasn't making noisy clicking sounds like that before...
I just had lumps of earwax the size of my pinky fingernail extracted from my ears with the medical equivalent of a firehose. And, man, I can't believe how loud everything sounds. I actually caught myself just now wondering what the heck was wrong with my computer mouse, because it wasn't making noisy clicking sounds like that before...
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Hey, I Never Thought About It Before, But I Bet I Do Have More Books Than Clothes!
Some may call you bookish, and mean it in a bad
way.....but we know better! Delighting in
books, and very likely with more tomes than
clothes, you amaze others with your knowledge
of the obscure and the common.
Books alone cannot a life make, but you know this
as well....you love having chats with others
who love words and ideas as much as yourself!
Can I play in your library? Please??
You are The Favourite Poet by Alma~Tadema.
Which Pre~Raphaelite Painting Are You?
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Some may call you bookish, and mean it in a bad
way.....but we know better! Delighting in
books, and very likely with more tomes than
clothes, you amaze others with your knowledge
of the obscure and the common.
Books alone cannot a life make, but you know this
as well....you love having chats with others
who love words and ideas as much as yourself!
Can I play in your library? Please??
You are The Favourite Poet by Alma~Tadema.
Which Pre~Raphaelite Painting Are You?
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I Love Bullshit!
I got a nice box full of goodies from Amazon this weekend, including a DVD set of the TV series Penn & Teller: Bullshit!, which I was very interested in, but hadn't gotten the chance to see because I don't have Showtime. I'm not sure I've ever gone through a DVD set quite this fast, and, having now watched the entire first season and all the extras, I simply want to say: I love Penn and Teller, and wish to have their babies.
Television is full -- over-full -- of garbage whose purveyors care infinitely more about sensationalism and ratings than they do about truth. How the hell are people who get most of their information from television supposed to be informed about the pseudo-scientific crap that's constantly being pushed on them, from pet psychics to fraudulent diet aids, when the too-good-to-be-true claims get all the airtime (to the tune of breathless gasping), and the guy with the actual scientific evidence never makes it in front of the camera?
Well, Penn & Teller do their damnedest to rectify that situation and to inject a little critical thinking and common sense, and they're deeply entertaining as they do it. They're also abrasive, sometimes even abusive, but they tend to aim their vitriol at the folks who really deserve it. I've been known in the past to complain (e.g. in reference to Carl Sagan, for whom I otherwise have great respect) that pushing a skeptical agenda by taking a negative or condescending tone is more likely to alienate the people you're trying to reach than to convert them. But I think P&T get away with it, because they're not saying, "Hey, if you believe John Edward can talk to dead people you're a moron!" but rather, "Hey, you! Don't let this con artist scumbag capitalize on your grief and your entirely understandable urge for comfort to make himself filthy stinkin' rich." I think that's a good approach. Don't tell people how dumb and deluded they are. Give 'em the facts -- the real facts -- and tell 'em, "There, now you know what we know, and you won't be taken in."
Great stuff. I can't wait for season 2.
I got a nice box full of goodies from Amazon this weekend, including a DVD set of the TV series Penn & Teller: Bullshit!, which I was very interested in, but hadn't gotten the chance to see because I don't have Showtime. I'm not sure I've ever gone through a DVD set quite this fast, and, having now watched the entire first season and all the extras, I simply want to say: I love Penn and Teller, and wish to have their babies.
Television is full -- over-full -- of garbage whose purveyors care infinitely more about sensationalism and ratings than they do about truth. How the hell are people who get most of their information from television supposed to be informed about the pseudo-scientific crap that's constantly being pushed on them, from pet psychics to fraudulent diet aids, when the too-good-to-be-true claims get all the airtime (to the tune of breathless gasping), and the guy with the actual scientific evidence never makes it in front of the camera?
Well, Penn & Teller do their damnedest to rectify that situation and to inject a little critical thinking and common sense, and they're deeply entertaining as they do it. They're also abrasive, sometimes even abusive, but they tend to aim their vitriol at the folks who really deserve it. I've been known in the past to complain (e.g. in reference to Carl Sagan, for whom I otherwise have great respect) that pushing a skeptical agenda by taking a negative or condescending tone is more likely to alienate the people you're trying to reach than to convert them. But I think P&T get away with it, because they're not saying, "Hey, if you believe John Edward can talk to dead people you're a moron!" but rather, "Hey, you! Don't let this con artist scumbag capitalize on your grief and your entirely understandable urge for comfort to make himself filthy stinkin' rich." I think that's a good approach. Don't tell people how dumb and deluded they are. Give 'em the facts -- the real facts -- and tell 'em, "There, now you know what we know, and you won't be taken in."
Great stuff. I can't wait for season 2.
Saturday, November 20, 2004
That's Too Incredible!
So, I'm sitting here this morning making a desperate attempt to get caught up on at least some of my e-mail, and I was pleased to find a real chuckle in my inbox when a friend forwarded me a copy of this article: "Studios Sue Pixar, Demand Bad Movie." Having missed the headline somehow, and still being on my second cup of morning coffee, I'm ashamed to admit that it took me half a paragraph to realize it was a spoof, but it's one of those "funny because it's true" kinds of things. Heh. There are other equally funny articles on the website he found it at, too. It looks kinda like an entertainment-themed version of The Onion.
So, I'm sitting here this morning making a desperate attempt to get caught up on at least some of my e-mail, and I was pleased to find a real chuckle in my inbox when a friend forwarded me a copy of this article: "Studios Sue Pixar, Demand Bad Movie." Having missed the headline somehow, and still being on my second cup of morning coffee, I'm ashamed to admit that it took me half a paragraph to realize it was a spoof, but it's one of those "funny because it's true" kinds of things. Heh. There are other equally funny articles on the website he found it at, too. It looks kinda like an entertainment-themed version of The Onion.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
That's Incredible!
So, I just got back from seeing The Incredibles. I don't get out to the movies much these days, alas, but I really wanted to make a point of catching that one, and I'm glad I did. I went into it with high expectations and enjoyed it pretty thoroughly, which is always a great combination. I know everybody and their dog has recommended this movie by now, but let me just add my voice to the chorus. Good story, great characters, lots of fun, lots of laughs, and it looked great.
So, I just got back from seeing The Incredibles. I don't get out to the movies much these days, alas, but I really wanted to make a point of catching that one, and I'm glad I did. I went into it with high expectations and enjoyed it pretty thoroughly, which is always a great combination. I know everybody and their dog has recommended this movie by now, but let me just add my voice to the chorus. Good story, great characters, lots of fun, lots of laughs, and it looked great.
Search Request Thursday
venture brothers pics naked: From what I've seen of that show, I don't want to see any of those characters naked. Well, maybe the blond guy.
song with stepping into the twilight zone: That would be "Twilight Zone" by Golden Earring. You're welcome.
lemony snicket ticklish: Yes, it's probably one of the ways he's been tortured...
friar tuck emoticon: Does it have one of those cute little monk haircuts? (What is that called? A tonsure?)
compare fifth business to catcher in the rye: Can't. Haven't read either of 'em. Sorry.
"On The Road" plot diagram jack kerouac: I haven't read On the Road, either, but I'm a little surprised to hear that it has a plot.
dental monolog pics funny: 'Cause dentistry is just inherently funny.
music video harry/legolas: OK, that's gotta involve some creative editing.
description of the setting for congo by michael crichton: Er... Wasn't it set in the Congo?
"Tyr Anasazi" pics sexy: OK, now, that's just redundant.
old cruiseline ticket stubs: People collect odd things...
respiratory system of the fricken human nose: I think somebody's suffering from a cold/allergies. Man, I know how it is.
grumpy and betty boob: Ah, yes, the Boobs. Nice couple.
fanfic: clothespins: Wow, people really will write fanfic for absolutely anything these days.
when does raw hamburger spoil in the fridge: Dude, there are things growing on that! Throw it out!
"garak" "pregnant" "bashir" -"episode guide": Don't want to accidentally get search results involving any actual episodes where Garak and Bashir get pregnant...
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
My Latest Automotive Adventure
Damn it. I've always laughed at people who've managed to lock their keys in their car (especially with the car running), so I want to state, just for the record, that when it finally happened to me, it was not my fault.
I don't remember what the last thing I said about the state of my car here was... I think I mentioned that I took it up to the body shop in Albuquerque, that they kept it for an annoyingly long time, put a new door on it, spiffed it up all nice and shiny, and gave it back to me.
Well, a few days later, I was trying to unlock the door, something went click!, and the lock just... broke. I could turn the key, but nothing would happen. So I called the body shop again. They said this was a minor thing, easily fixed, and that, rather than make the trip up there I could get my local mechanic to fix it and they'd pay for it. So I did. The local mechanic said, yep, it was an easy thing, fixed it pretty quick, and charged me $50 for labor, which I figured I could get back from the body shop later.
The mechanic did say he thought I should probably take it back up sometime to have the door "adjusted," whatever that means. I had noticed that sometimes when I shut it, it wouldn't latch properly and I'd have to give it a bump. I also noticed that, post-fixing-by-local-mechanic, the key didn't turn nearly as easily or the lock button pop up nearly as high, but I didn't think too much of it.
Then, this morning, I got off of work and noticed that, since it was a cold, foggy morning, my car was all covered in frosty moisture. So I unlocked the car, turned it on, put the heater on to defrost the windshield, got out, closed the door, and proceeded to wipe off the other windows. Then I went to open the door... and couldn't. Aaargh.
I will say, however, that this little incident did lead to me making the interesting and rather surprising discovery that the organization I work for keeps an official set of car-thief tools on premises.
So, yes, I did get back into the vehicle, after about half an hour. Fortunately, it had two-thirds of a tank of gas. But now I really, really need to get in touch with the damned body shop. Because I'm taking it back up there, and they're fixing it, damn it. Unfortunately, I haven't had the chance to call them since I had it worked on, as I've been asleep during all the hours they're open for the last couple of weeks.
Damned cars. It's always bloody something.
Damn it. I've always laughed at people who've managed to lock their keys in their car (especially with the car running), so I want to state, just for the record, that when it finally happened to me, it was not my fault.
I don't remember what the last thing I said about the state of my car here was... I think I mentioned that I took it up to the body shop in Albuquerque, that they kept it for an annoyingly long time, put a new door on it, spiffed it up all nice and shiny, and gave it back to me.
Well, a few days later, I was trying to unlock the door, something went click!, and the lock just... broke. I could turn the key, but nothing would happen. So I called the body shop again. They said this was a minor thing, easily fixed, and that, rather than make the trip up there I could get my local mechanic to fix it and they'd pay for it. So I did. The local mechanic said, yep, it was an easy thing, fixed it pretty quick, and charged me $50 for labor, which I figured I could get back from the body shop later.
The mechanic did say he thought I should probably take it back up sometime to have the door "adjusted," whatever that means. I had noticed that sometimes when I shut it, it wouldn't latch properly and I'd have to give it a bump. I also noticed that, post-fixing-by-local-mechanic, the key didn't turn nearly as easily or the lock button pop up nearly as high, but I didn't think too much of it.
Then, this morning, I got off of work and noticed that, since it was a cold, foggy morning, my car was all covered in frosty moisture. So I unlocked the car, turned it on, put the heater on to defrost the windshield, got out, closed the door, and proceeded to wipe off the other windows. Then I went to open the door... and couldn't. Aaargh.
I will say, however, that this little incident did lead to me making the interesting and rather surprising discovery that the organization I work for keeps an official set of car-thief tools on premises.
So, yes, I did get back into the vehicle, after about half an hour. Fortunately, it had two-thirds of a tank of gas. But now I really, really need to get in touch with the damned body shop. Because I'm taking it back up there, and they're fixing it, damn it. Unfortunately, I haven't had the chance to call them since I had it worked on, as I've been asleep during all the hours they're open for the last couple of weeks.
Damned cars. It's always bloody something.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Everybody Complains About the Weather...
OK, remember that rain we had on the weekend that made me feel all lazy-weekend-tucked-up-at-home-snug-and-happy? Yeah, well, too much of a good thing, yadda, yadda... Enough is enough already! We've been having light-to-moderate rain off and on for days now, which is really unusual for New Mexico, and it's starting to annoy me, mainly because it's turned the unpaved trailer park I live in into one vast field of sucking mud. Which is actually somewhat better than the flooding we've had here in the past due to severe downpours, but, honestly, it's just the difference between living in a swamp and living in a bog. I have to put on boots just to go out to my car (and thus change in and out of my regular shoes whenever I leave the house), and every time I go out, I wonder if I'm going to make it, or if this is going to be the time I get stuck and/or skid into something.
Stupid rain. Stupid mud.
Fortunately, it looks like it's finally beginning to clear up a tiny bit, and if I remember the forecast, it's supposed to be sunny later in the week. I wonder how long it's going to take for all this stuff to dry out?
OK, remember that rain we had on the weekend that made me feel all lazy-weekend-tucked-up-at-home-snug-and-happy? Yeah, well, too much of a good thing, yadda, yadda... Enough is enough already! We've been having light-to-moderate rain off and on for days now, which is really unusual for New Mexico, and it's starting to annoy me, mainly because it's turned the unpaved trailer park I live in into one vast field of sucking mud. Which is actually somewhat better than the flooding we've had here in the past due to severe downpours, but, honestly, it's just the difference between living in a swamp and living in a bog. I have to put on boots just to go out to my car (and thus change in and out of my regular shoes whenever I leave the house), and every time I go out, I wonder if I'm going to make it, or if this is going to be the time I get stuck and/or skid into something.
Stupid rain. Stupid mud.
Fortunately, it looks like it's finally beginning to clear up a tiny bit, and if I remember the forecast, it's supposed to be sunny later in the week. I wonder how long it's going to take for all this stuff to dry out?
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Evil Lizards from Space!
Since I know you're all just constantly dying to be kept updated on what I've been watching on DVD, I'll mention that I just finished the first half of V: The Original Miniseries. This was, for some reason, the first DVD I ever bought. And the fact that I'm only just now getting around to watching it tells you, I think, just how backed up I got how quickly.
Man... This show seemed much, much better when I was twelve. I actually did remember how extremely implausible it was, but I seem to have forgotten how very slow it was, at least for the first 45 minutes or so. And the social-commentary aspect, with its warning about how disturbingly easy it is to find oneself living in a police state, ought to seem more relevant now than ever, but instead it just feels heavy-handed and awkward, possibly because I'm comparing it unfavorably to the way Babylon 5 handled the same subject. The effects, which were pretty darned good for 1983, seem only mildly lame now, although, I dunno, I was also watching some Blake's 7 earlier today, and it occurs to me that FX which are state of the art at the time they're produced almost seem to age faster than ones that, uh, aren't, possibly because when you know your FX are crappy, you tend not to dwell on them as much. Oh, and as for the other production values, the acting, the writing... All I can say is, meh.
On the other hand, there's something about the sheer cheesiness of it that's just fun. And I still love Willy the Lizard, who is so darned cute that I wanna take him home and cuddle him.
I think I'm gonna watch part 2 tomorrow, if I have time. And after that, of course, there's always V: The Final Battle...
Since I know you're all just constantly dying to be kept updated on what I've been watching on DVD, I'll mention that I just finished the first half of V: The Original Miniseries. This was, for some reason, the first DVD I ever bought. And the fact that I'm only just now getting around to watching it tells you, I think, just how backed up I got how quickly.
Man... This show seemed much, much better when I was twelve. I actually did remember how extremely implausible it was, but I seem to have forgotten how very slow it was, at least for the first 45 minutes or so. And the social-commentary aspect, with its warning about how disturbingly easy it is to find oneself living in a police state, ought to seem more relevant now than ever, but instead it just feels heavy-handed and awkward, possibly because I'm comparing it unfavorably to the way Babylon 5 handled the same subject. The effects, which were pretty darned good for 1983, seem only mildly lame now, although, I dunno, I was also watching some Blake's 7 earlier today, and it occurs to me that FX which are state of the art at the time they're produced almost seem to age faster than ones that, uh, aren't, possibly because when you know your FX are crappy, you tend not to dwell on them as much. Oh, and as for the other production values, the acting, the writing... All I can say is, meh.
On the other hand, there's something about the sheer cheesiness of it that's just fun. And I still love Willy the Lizard, who is so darned cute that I wanna take him home and cuddle him.
I think I'm gonna watch part 2 tomorrow, if I have time. And after that, of course, there's always V: The Final Battle...
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Pie Update
I now have pie! I decided I really needed to go out and get some milk, so, y'know, while I was at it... Anyway, it's in the oven right now. I even got some vanilla ice cream to go with it. My decadence knows no bounds!
And now I think I'm going to go and curl up under the covers with a cheesy vampire novel while it bakes.
Man, every day should be like this.
I now have pie! I decided I really needed to go out and get some milk, so, y'know, while I was at it... Anyway, it's in the oven right now. I even got some vanilla ice cream to go with it. My decadence knows no bounds!
And now I think I'm going to go and curl up under the covers with a cheesy vampire novel while it bakes.
Man, every day should be like this.
Comfort Food
It's all wet and chilly outside today, and I'm experiencing a craving for some nice, hot, apple pie. Unfortunately, getting nice, hot apple pie would involve changing out of my comfy lounging-around-in jammies and actually going out, which would kinda spoil the warm, comforting, lazy mood which I wish the apple pie to enhance.
Such are the sad, sad dilemmas of my life.
It's all wet and chilly outside today, and I'm experiencing a craving for some nice, hot, apple pie. Unfortunately, getting nice, hot apple pie would involve changing out of my comfy lounging-around-in jammies and actually going out, which would kinda spoil the warm, comforting, lazy mood which I wish the apple pie to enhance.
Such are the sad, sad dilemmas of my life.
Pop Culture ---> Politics
So, I was watching some of the DVD extras on my Simpsons discs last night, and there was a little feature on the fuss that ensued when Barbara Bush criticized the show in a newspaper interview and Bush, Sr. later said in a speech that the American family ought to be "more like The Waltons and less like The Simpsons" (to much cheering, I might add). It was all kind of cute and funny, actually, but I found, somewhat to my surprise, that listening to that tiny clip of Bush's speech made me feel really, viscerally angry. Probably I'm oversensitive from all the mess stirred up by the last election. But it raised a question in my mind, and it's not actually a rhetorical question, because I'd really like to hear an explanation or something from someone who has a different view of these things than I do, because I clearly don't understand the mindset at all.
Here's the thing: The statement that preceded the Waltons/Simpsons line was a highly impassioned promise that the Bush administration was deeply dedicated to the goal of "strengthening the American family." Now, what I want to know is this (putting aside for the moment any separate issues I might -- OK, do -- have with Bush's definitions of "strengthening" and "family"): How the hell is it the job of the government to strengthen families? I mean, my understanding of the reason we have governments is to do things that are for the common good but which, as individuals it is impractical or impossible for us to do for ourselves. So it's the government's job to build things like roads which are for the public use, to defend the country, to enforce the rule of law, even to provide for the poor. But I can't for the life of me see how "family" comes under that purview. Is Bush saying that Americans aren't capable of keeping their own families "strong," whatever the hell he means by that, or deciding for themselves what "strength" means to their families? Is he saying that my relationship with my family is as much the government's concern as my relationship to the public roads, or the police? He is, isn't he?
OK. Deep breath. Done with political rant now. Really and truly.
Umm... So, hey, there were some great Simpsons episodes in season 4, weren't there?
So, I was watching some of the DVD extras on my Simpsons discs last night, and there was a little feature on the fuss that ensued when Barbara Bush criticized the show in a newspaper interview and Bush, Sr. later said in a speech that the American family ought to be "more like The Waltons and less like The Simpsons" (to much cheering, I might add). It was all kind of cute and funny, actually, but I found, somewhat to my surprise, that listening to that tiny clip of Bush's speech made me feel really, viscerally angry. Probably I'm oversensitive from all the mess stirred up by the last election. But it raised a question in my mind, and it's not actually a rhetorical question, because I'd really like to hear an explanation or something from someone who has a different view of these things than I do, because I clearly don't understand the mindset at all.
Here's the thing: The statement that preceded the Waltons/Simpsons line was a highly impassioned promise that the Bush administration was deeply dedicated to the goal of "strengthening the American family." Now, what I want to know is this (putting aside for the moment any separate issues I might -- OK, do -- have with Bush's definitions of "strengthening" and "family"): How the hell is it the job of the government to strengthen families? I mean, my understanding of the reason we have governments is to do things that are for the common good but which, as individuals it is impractical or impossible for us to do for ourselves. So it's the government's job to build things like roads which are for the public use, to defend the country, to enforce the rule of law, even to provide for the poor. But I can't for the life of me see how "family" comes under that purview. Is Bush saying that Americans aren't capable of keeping their own families "strong," whatever the hell he means by that, or deciding for themselves what "strength" means to their families? Is he saying that my relationship with my family is as much the government's concern as my relationship to the public roads, or the police? He is, isn't he?
OK. Deep breath. Done with political rant now. Really and truly.
Umm... So, hey, there were some great Simpsons episodes in season 4, weren't there?
Thursday, November 11, 2004
I'm So Boring, I Just Sit Around and Do Stupid Quizzes.
I'm Just a Tad Boring
Take Just How Interesting Are You? today!
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I'm Just a Tad Boring
Take Just How Interesting Are You? today!
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People don't avoid you, but they don't exactly flock to hear your stories, either. You could stand to be a little more intriguing. Try wearing a red cloak, carrying a sword, and speaking only in French. If that fails to spice things up, try building your house entirely out of popsicle sticks.
Search Request Thursday
Oh, OK, I stopped playing Rack Attack long enough to do this:
ragan diet: I don't like to think of myself as having a "diet." I much prefer the term "lifestyle change." Not that I'm any good at it.
how to apply a fantsy makeup: First, decide on your fantasy...
"movie captures" t'pol: I wasn't aware she was in a movie. Or did Enterprise somehow transition to the big screen while I wasn't looking?
tinhg weird science: That's sometinhg weird all right...
Levity mood-elevating formula shopping: Many people seem to find that shopping elevates their mood.
mudding party pics: Because people who never get invited to real parties can still party in muds. (And, yeah, I know, like I'm one to talk...)
nude pics of female twi'lek from star wars: Alas, I fear I shall lose all of my geek cred, but I must admit that I don't even know what species that is, let alone have nude pics of them.
poison harveys boobs: Wow. Um... Poor Harvey, I guess.
nude arctic: Brrr!
thanksgiving holiday nude pics: Because nothing says "warm family holiday" like naughty pictures.
farscape chiana hairstyle: I think you pretty much have to be Nebari to pull that one off.
pics of wreck trucks as a result of D.W.I: I imagine they look pretty much like trucks wrecked as a result of anything else, really.
Grannys weblog ever own free of charge weblog: Granny's a bit forgetful these days and tends not to remember what words she's already typed.
prehistory porn thumbs: Well, hey, who knows what cavemen found sexy?
defintion cheapskate: Somebody too stingy to pay for an extra "i"?
Oh, OK, I stopped playing Rack Attack long enough to do this:
So Many Timewasters, So Little Time...
I should have known better than to download Scrabble Rack Attack. I am now going to get absolutely nothing useful done for the foreseeable future.
I should have known better than to download Scrabble Rack Attack. I am now going to get absolutely nothing useful done for the foreseeable future.
Abuse? But I Came Here for an Argument!
You are the Abuse Clerk! You dish out verbal (and
some physical!) abuse all day long...as long as
the customer keeps payin'! Aaah...such
satisfying work!
What Monty Python Sketch Character are you?
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You are the Abuse Clerk! You dish out verbal (and
some physical!) abuse all day long...as long as
the customer keeps payin'! Aaah...such
satisfying work!
What Monty Python Sketch Character are you?
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Wednesday, November 10, 2004
I've Been Called a Lunatic Before...
Well, that description is pretty darned wrong...
| You Are From the Moon |
 You can vibe with the steady rhythms of the Moon. You're in touch with your emotions and intuition. You possess a great, unmatched imagination - and an infinite memory. Ultra-sensitive, you feel at home anywhere (or with anyone). A total healer, you light the way in the dark for many. |
Well, that description is pretty darned wrong...
Content? I Laugh at Content!
War Head
Your a War-Head! Your sour and spitful and you put on a false show of aggression. You seem like the hateful type and you are quick to insult or curse someone out. Though you act like tough, undernearth all the spite you are a really vulnurable, sweet person.
Thanks for taking my quiz! Please take a moment to take my new Quiz! How Excitable Are You?
Hmm, apparently I got this result because I kept answering "Fuck that" to the questions. Methinks they have mistaken apathy for aggression...
(And is it just me, or is "spitful" one of the more amusing lame quizilla typos?)
Your a War-Head! Your sour and spitful and you put on a false show of aggression. You seem like the hateful type and you are quick to insult or curse someone out. Though you act like tough, undernearth all the spite you are a really vulnurable, sweet person.
Thanks for taking my quiz! Please take a moment to take my new Quiz! How Excitable Are You?
Hmm, apparently I got this result because I kept answering "Fuck that" to the questions. Methinks they have mistaken apathy for aggression...
(And is it just me, or is "spitful" one of the more amusing lame quizilla typos?)
Monday, November 08, 2004
Decisions, Decisions
So, my boss just called and said, basically, that they were out of work for me to do tonight. Which doesn't surprise me, really... We were almost out when I left this morning, and I guess they weren't able to get us anything new in. It doesn't happen very often these days, but it does, occasionally, happen.
Now I've got a choice. I can go in tonight and find something to do... which shouldn't be too difficult, as we've got a ton of random instructions tacked up on a wall that really need to be gotten together and edited into something we can point to and call "documentation" with a straight face. And that's kind of up my alley, as I guess I'm the one in the office with the "word skills," as opposed to the "computer skills." If I were a good employee, I'd go in and do it.
On the other hand, I've got a lot of vacation time I can burn, and my boss won't object at all if I take some and just don't come in. Which is very, very tempting, given that I really didn't get quite enough sleep today and that I have a few things here at home that I could probably use a little extra time to do.
Well, we'll see how I feel in a while. After, y'know, I'm actually awake...
So, my boss just called and said, basically, that they were out of work for me to do tonight. Which doesn't surprise me, really... We were almost out when I left this morning, and I guess they weren't able to get us anything new in. It doesn't happen very often these days, but it does, occasionally, happen.
Now I've got a choice. I can go in tonight and find something to do... which shouldn't be too difficult, as we've got a ton of random instructions tacked up on a wall that really need to be gotten together and edited into something we can point to and call "documentation" with a straight face. And that's kind of up my alley, as I guess I'm the one in the office with the "word skills," as opposed to the "computer skills." If I were a good employee, I'd go in and do it.
On the other hand, I've got a lot of vacation time I can burn, and my boss won't object at all if I take some and just don't come in. Which is very, very tempting, given that I really didn't get quite enough sleep today and that I have a few things here at home that I could probably use a little extra time to do.
Well, we'll see how I feel in a while. After, y'know, I'm actually awake...
Sunday, November 07, 2004
This Again
Oh, look, it's another meme. A recurring meme, even.
Current clothes: Tan jeans. A t-shirt from Weird Al Yankovic's latest tour, featuring the cover of his most recent album (a picture of Al standing in a subway car with a poodle on his head). But you can't see the t-shirt, because there's a gray sweatshirt over it, with a zippered collar and the emblem of Royal Caribbean Cruise Lines on the breast. Oh, and I'm wearing white tube socks. No shoes.
Current mood: Kinda bleh. I've got to go to work in about half an hour, and I'm already sleepy. I got a lot of stuff accomplished this weekend, which is nice, but now my brain's all fuzzy and I'm tired, and I'm really not ready for a night shift.
Current music: I was mostly recently listening to a random playlist on the mp3 player. Which tossed up "Carnlough Bay" by the Battlefield Band, a short interview with Gene Roddenberry, a bunch of reels by Altan, "Txalaparta" by the Chieftains, and "Gridlock" by the Pogues. Apparently it was on a bit of a Celtic kick...
Current annoyance: Having to go to work. I really am so not ready for a night shift. I barely made it past midnight last night.
Current thing: Spending way too damn much time in front of the computer. Still.
Current desktop picture: A very, very cool Farscape wallpaper featuring Stark, which was made for me by a Scaper who thought she owed me a favor.
Current song in head: There've been a bunch of 'em today. "Uninvited" by Alanis Morisette was getting a lot of brain-play earlier, but it seems to have faded now.
Current book: How to Be a Villain by Neil Zawacki, a book which features such useful self-help hints as "Best Times to Use Your Evil Laugh."
Current video in player: None at the moment, but most recently a tape I was copying Farscape episodes onto. As I usually am.
Current DVD in player: Disc one of The Simpsons season 4.
Current refreshment: Mint tea.
Current worry: How hard it's gonna be to stay awake through my shift.
Current thought: That there's a miniscule chance I might get to go home early. *crosses fingers and hopes*
Oh, look, it's another meme. A recurring meme, even.
Current clothes: Tan jeans. A t-shirt from Weird Al Yankovic's latest tour, featuring the cover of his most recent album (a picture of Al standing in a subway car with a poodle on his head). But you can't see the t-shirt, because there's a gray sweatshirt over it, with a zippered collar and the emblem of Royal Caribbean Cruise Lines on the breast. Oh, and I'm wearing white tube socks. No shoes.
Current mood: Kinda bleh. I've got to go to work in about half an hour, and I'm already sleepy. I got a lot of stuff accomplished this weekend, which is nice, but now my brain's all fuzzy and I'm tired, and I'm really not ready for a night shift.
Current music: I was mostly recently listening to a random playlist on the mp3 player. Which tossed up "Carnlough Bay" by the Battlefield Band, a short interview with Gene Roddenberry, a bunch of reels by Altan, "Txalaparta" by the Chieftains, and "Gridlock" by the Pogues. Apparently it was on a bit of a Celtic kick...
Current annoyance: Having to go to work. I really am so not ready for a night shift. I barely made it past midnight last night.
Current thing: Spending way too damn much time in front of the computer. Still.
Current desktop picture: A very, very cool Farscape wallpaper featuring Stark, which was made for me by a Scaper who thought she owed me a favor.
Current song in head: There've been a bunch of 'em today. "Uninvited" by Alanis Morisette was getting a lot of brain-play earlier, but it seems to have faded now.
Current book: How to Be a Villain by Neil Zawacki, a book which features such useful self-help hints as "Best Times to Use Your Evil Laugh."
Current video in player: None at the moment, but most recently a tape I was copying Farscape episodes onto. As I usually am.
Current DVD in player: Disc one of The Simpsons season 4.
Current refreshment: Mint tea.
Current worry: How hard it's gonna be to stay awake through my shift.
Current thought: That there's a miniscule chance I might get to go home early. *crosses fingers and hopes*
Friday, November 05, 2004
I Don't Get Out Much, So I Read.
OK, I've seen this book meme a few places now. And, y'know, it's a book meme. How can I resist?
So...
Hardback or Paperback? Both have their advantages. Hardbacks are more durable, paperbacks are more portable... I'll happily buy and read either. I also buy a fair number of trade paperbacks. The larger format is nice, especially for heavily illustrated books, but they're usually considerably cheaper than hardbacks.
Highlight or Underline? Highlighting, but only in textbooks actively being used in a class, which sort of don't count as "real" books. Otherwise, very emphatically neither.
Lewis or Tolkien? I enjoy both, but if forced to pick, I'll have to say Tolkien. I really ought to re-read Lord of the Rings one of these days.
E.B. White or A.A. Milne? Ooh, tough call. I adored White as a kid, but I find myself deeply charmed by Milne, even as an adult. So it's Milne, by a whisker.
T.S. Eliot or e.e. cummings? Hmm. I haven't read either properly, really. I've read bits and pieces of "The Hollow Men," which has left me with the impression that Eliot is capable of some wonderfully vivid and memorable turns of phrase, but that he's one of those poets who you pretty much have to be in order to understand their work completely. Which annoys me. Language should communicate, damn it, and if you're the only person capable of understanding what you've written, in my view you've failed as a writer. As for cummings, he really annoyed me on first acquaintance, as I thought his lack of capitals and structure both pointless and pretentious. But, then, I was a snot-nosed kid then and pretty much looked down on poetry in general. I vaguely remember encountering cummings again much more recently and being surprised by how well the rhythms of his language worked. So, um, I think I'd have to really go back and look at both of 'em again to make a judgment.
Stephen King or Dean Koontz? They both have their good and bad points. Koontz is great at suspense and characterization and writes a great supernatural potboiler, but he basically just writes the same damned book over and over again. King is actually very talented with language, and when he's really on he can send the shivers up your spine like nobody's business, but he just doesn't know how to edit, and nobody's willing to do it for him. Regardless, I'm going to go with King, because, if offered a choice, I'm pretty sure I'd pick a King novel I hadn't read over a Koontz novel I might as well have read five or six times already.
Barnes & Noble or Borders? Waldenbooks or B. Dalton? Waldenbooks and B. Dalton, sadly, are kinda pathetic these days. I spent many happy hours browsing their shelves as a child, but either their selections have gone downhill or my standards have elevated considerably, or both. Borders and Barnes & Noble are both great, but I shop at Borders a lot more often because there's one conveniently located at one of the Albuquerque malls.
Fantasy or Science Fiction? I read a ton of both, and I don't necessarily tend to think of them as distinct genres, as they really do blend into each other at the edges. I do read more science fiction than fantasy overall, I think, and much of the fantasy I do read is kind of on the fringes of the genre, as opposed to the Tolkienesque Epic Fantasy stuff that seems to predominate these days.
Horror or Suspense? Either, if it's done well. Although I probably read quite a few more books labelled as being in the horror genre than the suspense genre. Horror kind of blends into fantasy at one end in pretty much the same way fantasy blends into science fiction, and I tend to just go for that whole "speculative fiction" realm as a whole.
Bookmark or Dogear? Bookmark! Dogearing is marginally acceptable in textbooks, and an abomination anywhere else.
Hemingway or Faulkner? The Hemingway I was forced to read in high school left me with a strong dislike of the guy's writing style. I occasionally think I should maybe go back and give him another try, but I've never been particularly motivated. I've never read any Faulkner.
Fitzgerald or Steinbeck? I was also forced to read Fitzgerald in high school, and also very much disliked him. The Great Gatsby was actually one of the better-received assignments in my English class... I think I was the only person who didn't like it, probably because I simply cannot stand hanging around with shallow people, whether real or fictional, and Gatsby's about as shallow as they come. I think my English teacher's constant dwelling on the Deep Symbolism of the book's every trivial detail didn't help, either. In any case, it left me with zero desire to read any more Fitzgerald. So Steinbeck, who I've never read, wins by default.
John Irving or John Updike? I've never read either, but The World According to Garp is on my To-Read Pile, so I guess Irving wins.
Homer or Plato? Tough call. Homer told interesting stories, but got way too long-winded about it. Plato had some weird-ass ideas, but he presented them in a very readable and engaging way. I suppose it'd depend entirely on what I was in the mood for.
Geoffrey Chaucer or Edmund Spenser? I read a few bits of the Canterbury Tales in English class, and couldn't really see the appeal. I suppose it might be interesting to give Spenser a try sometime, though I doubt I ever will.
Pen or Pencil? Definitely a pen. Although a keyboard is infinitely preferable to either.
Looseleaf or Notebook? Notebook. I'd lose looseleaf if I tried to keep notes on it.
Alphabetize: By Author or By Title? By author, and then by title for each individual author. For fiction, anyway. My non-fiction is roughly organized by subject.
Dustjacket: On or Off? On.
Novella or Epic? A story should be as long as it needs to be, no longer and no shorter. These days, they seem far more likely to be too long than too short.
John Grisham or Scott Turow? Haven't read either one, and I couldn't even tell you want kind of books Turow writes. So Grisham, I guess. My mother likes him, I think, and our tastes at least occasionally agree.
J.K. Rowling or Lemony Snicket? I greatly enjoy both, but I think, while Rowling may provide a meatier reading experience, my affection for Snicket is slightly greater.
Fiction or Non-fiction? A fiction-to-non-fiction ratio of 3:1 or 4:1 is just about perfect.
Historical Biography or Historical Romance? Genre romance generally isn't much to my taste, so biography, I guess.
A Few Pages per Sitting or Finish at Least a Chapter? Ideally, I prefer finishing at least a chapter, but in practice it's almost always a few pages per sitting.
Short Story or Creative Non-fiction Essay? Apples and oranges, man.
"It was a dark and stormy night" or "Once upon a time"? I admire anybody who actually gets away with using "It was a dark and stormy night." (Hey, Madeline L'Engle did!) I also have a strange fondness for fairytale retellings, though, especially dark or modern ones. And "Once upon a time" is a lot easier to get away with...
Buy or Borrow? Buy. Curse my book-buying addiction!
Book Reviews or Word of Mouth? A little of each, though I tend to put more stock in casual reviews posted on blogs or newsgroups or wherever as opposed to reviews by people paid to write them for a living.
OK, I've seen this book meme a few places now. And, y'know, it's a book meme. How can I resist?
So...
Hardback or Paperback? Both have their advantages. Hardbacks are more durable, paperbacks are more portable... I'll happily buy and read either. I also buy a fair number of trade paperbacks. The larger format is nice, especially for heavily illustrated books, but they're usually considerably cheaper than hardbacks.
Highlight or Underline? Highlighting, but only in textbooks actively being used in a class, which sort of don't count as "real" books. Otherwise, very emphatically neither.
Lewis or Tolkien? I enjoy both, but if forced to pick, I'll have to say Tolkien. I really ought to re-read Lord of the Rings one of these days.
E.B. White or A.A. Milne? Ooh, tough call. I adored White as a kid, but I find myself deeply charmed by Milne, even as an adult. So it's Milne, by a whisker.
T.S. Eliot or e.e. cummings? Hmm. I haven't read either properly, really. I've read bits and pieces of "The Hollow Men," which has left me with the impression that Eliot is capable of some wonderfully vivid and memorable turns of phrase, but that he's one of those poets who you pretty much have to be in order to understand their work completely. Which annoys me. Language should communicate, damn it, and if you're the only person capable of understanding what you've written, in my view you've failed as a writer. As for cummings, he really annoyed me on first acquaintance, as I thought his lack of capitals and structure both pointless and pretentious. But, then, I was a snot-nosed kid then and pretty much looked down on poetry in general. I vaguely remember encountering cummings again much more recently and being surprised by how well the rhythms of his language worked. So, um, I think I'd have to really go back and look at both of 'em again to make a judgment.
Stephen King or Dean Koontz? They both have their good and bad points. Koontz is great at suspense and characterization and writes a great supernatural potboiler, but he basically just writes the same damned book over and over again. King is actually very talented with language, and when he's really on he can send the shivers up your spine like nobody's business, but he just doesn't know how to edit, and nobody's willing to do it for him. Regardless, I'm going to go with King, because, if offered a choice, I'm pretty sure I'd pick a King novel I hadn't read over a Koontz novel I might as well have read five or six times already.
Barnes & Noble or Borders? Waldenbooks or B. Dalton? Waldenbooks and B. Dalton, sadly, are kinda pathetic these days. I spent many happy hours browsing their shelves as a child, but either their selections have gone downhill or my standards have elevated considerably, or both. Borders and Barnes & Noble are both great, but I shop at Borders a lot more often because there's one conveniently located at one of the Albuquerque malls.
Fantasy or Science Fiction? I read a ton of both, and I don't necessarily tend to think of them as distinct genres, as they really do blend into each other at the edges. I do read more science fiction than fantasy overall, I think, and much of the fantasy I do read is kind of on the fringes of the genre, as opposed to the Tolkienesque Epic Fantasy stuff that seems to predominate these days.
Horror or Suspense? Either, if it's done well. Although I probably read quite a few more books labelled as being in the horror genre than the suspense genre. Horror kind of blends into fantasy at one end in pretty much the same way fantasy blends into science fiction, and I tend to just go for that whole "speculative fiction" realm as a whole.
Bookmark or Dogear? Bookmark! Dogearing is marginally acceptable in textbooks, and an abomination anywhere else.
Hemingway or Faulkner? The Hemingway I was forced to read in high school left me with a strong dislike of the guy's writing style. I occasionally think I should maybe go back and give him another try, but I've never been particularly motivated. I've never read any Faulkner.
Fitzgerald or Steinbeck? I was also forced to read Fitzgerald in high school, and also very much disliked him. The Great Gatsby was actually one of the better-received assignments in my English class... I think I was the only person who didn't like it, probably because I simply cannot stand hanging around with shallow people, whether real or fictional, and Gatsby's about as shallow as they come. I think my English teacher's constant dwelling on the Deep Symbolism of the book's every trivial detail didn't help, either. In any case, it left me with zero desire to read any more Fitzgerald. So Steinbeck, who I've never read, wins by default.
John Irving or John Updike? I've never read either, but The World According to Garp is on my To-Read Pile, so I guess Irving wins.
Homer or Plato? Tough call. Homer told interesting stories, but got way too long-winded about it. Plato had some weird-ass ideas, but he presented them in a very readable and engaging way. I suppose it'd depend entirely on what I was in the mood for.
Geoffrey Chaucer or Edmund Spenser? I read a few bits of the Canterbury Tales in English class, and couldn't really see the appeal. I suppose it might be interesting to give Spenser a try sometime, though I doubt I ever will.
Pen or Pencil? Definitely a pen. Although a keyboard is infinitely preferable to either.
Looseleaf or Notebook? Notebook. I'd lose looseleaf if I tried to keep notes on it.
Alphabetize: By Author or By Title? By author, and then by title for each individual author. For fiction, anyway. My non-fiction is roughly organized by subject.
Dustjacket: On or Off? On.
Novella or Epic? A story should be as long as it needs to be, no longer and no shorter. These days, they seem far more likely to be too long than too short.
John Grisham or Scott Turow? Haven't read either one, and I couldn't even tell you want kind of books Turow writes. So Grisham, I guess. My mother likes him, I think, and our tastes at least occasionally agree.
J.K. Rowling or Lemony Snicket? I greatly enjoy both, but I think, while Rowling may provide a meatier reading experience, my affection for Snicket is slightly greater.
Fiction or Non-fiction? A fiction-to-non-fiction ratio of 3:1 or 4:1 is just about perfect.
Historical Biography or Historical Romance? Genre romance generally isn't much to my taste, so biography, I guess.
A Few Pages per Sitting or Finish at Least a Chapter? Ideally, I prefer finishing at least a chapter, but in practice it's almost always a few pages per sitting.
Short Story or Creative Non-fiction Essay? Apples and oranges, man.
"It was a dark and stormy night" or "Once upon a time"? I admire anybody who actually gets away with using "It was a dark and stormy night." (Hey, Madeline L'Engle did!) I also have a strange fondness for fairytale retellings, though, especially dark or modern ones. And "Once upon a time" is a lot easier to get away with...
Buy or Borrow? Buy. Curse my book-buying addiction!
Book Reviews or Word of Mouth? A little of each, though I tend to put more stock in casual reviews posted on blogs or newsgroups or wherever as opposed to reviews by people paid to write them for a living.
I'll Have Some Real Content Eventually, I Promise.
Umberto Eco: The Name of the Rose. You are a
mystery novel dealing with theology, especially
with catholic vs liberal issues. You search
wisdom and knowledge endlessly, feeling that
learning is essential in life.
Which literature classic are you?
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Umberto Eco: The Name of the Rose. You are a
mystery novel dealing with theology, especially
with catholic vs liberal issues. You search
wisdom and knowledge endlessly, feeling that
learning is essential in life.
Which literature classic are you?
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And I Have a Month Named After Me!
You're Augustus, the first emperor of Rome. He had
a lot of drive and skill, possessing a
respectable spirit and the ability to persuade.
His wife was alwasys in his ear, she has a
BIGGER persuasive spirit. He's a God.
What Julio-Claudian Roman Emperor are you?
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You're Augustus, the first emperor of Rome. He had
a lot of drive and skill, possessing a
respectable spirit and the ability to persuade.
His wife was alwasys in his ear, she has a
BIGGER persuasive spirit. He's a God.
What Julio-Claudian Roman Emperor are you?
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Thursday, November 04, 2004
Search Request Thursday
Here we go again...
alan rickman and sex: Well, those are two good things...
campbell's iq shelf system: The smart way to shelve soup!
"memorized" "It by Stephen King": That's quite an impressive feat, though I can't help but think that the amount of brain space that would take could be put to far better use.
silly facts about sheep: Heh. Make your own joke about that one.
a list of dinosaurs and correct spellings: As opposed to all those clearly-labelled lists of incorrectly spelled dinosaurs...
how to consieve as a teenager: My suggestion would be: don't. At least not until you've learned how to spell it.
innocent angels pics: Sure, they look innocent, but they're all plotting behind your back!
mouse and plunger joke exe: Aw, I want to hear the joke.
sound card correlator leak: The correlator I run doesn't have a sound card, but I have seen the air conditioning unit that keeps it cool leaking.
amusingly idiosyncratic definitions: I probably have a few of those...
simpsons - don't blame me i voted for kodos t-shirt: That really does seem like an apt quote at the moment, doesn't it?
Here we go again...
Health Update & Pop Culture Ramblings
I want to sleep yesterday at about 8 PM -- told ya I was unreasonably tired! -- and slept for ten hours. (Which, yes, put me up a little after 6 AM, which isn't such a great thing, because I'm switching over to night shift after today, and the last thing I need is to be getting up earlier. But, ah, well.) I think I feel better, although I'm not really awake enough to tell. My stomach still feels very slightly unsettled, but I'm keeping my coffee down OK, and I think I'm good to go into work (alas).
But I've actually got a little time before work, for once, so I thought I'd go into some of those pop culture ramblings that I'm sure are the reason why you all really read this blog, and which have been sadly few and far between of late.
So, in my brief period of lying-on-the-couch last night, before it became sleeping-on-the-bed, I was watching Futurama. I've been going through the Season 4 discs, which is really quite a treat, because I missed a lot of those episodes the first time. That was about the point where Fox started airing them at random and without warning, and by the time Cartoon Network began airing them in a more sensible fashion, I was already on the road to pretty much giving up on TV entirely.
My all-time favorite episode is still the Star Trek parody, "Where No Fan Has Gone Before." Hysterically funny, a brilliant homage to its source material, and so, so, so clearly written by someone who was a massive fan himself. Indeed, the commentary track to that one is fun to listen to because -- with the exception of Matt Groening, who claims never to have seen a complete episode of TOS -- all those guys are apparently big ol' Trekkies. There appears to actually have been some competition and jealousy over who was going to get to work on that one. In fact, at one point producer David X. Cohen is accused of having "played it very close to the vest" as to who he was going to pick to write it, and somewhat sheepishly admits that that was because he was hoping to find some way of making the time to do it himself. But, that proving impossible, he gave it to the writer who was clearly the greatest Trekkie among them, and, man, does it show.
Said writer, by the way, pointed out a couple of Trek references that "nobody on the internet got" when he went and looked at fansites after the episode aired. In fact, he actually wrote to the maintainer of one and pointed out that they "missed a couple." Can I just say how much I love TV staff who interact with their fans? For the record, the references were: 1) Kirk's "The impossible has happened," which apparently was from the first log entry Kirk made in the series, and which slipped by me entirely, and 2) Kirk's "There's no right way to hit a woman," which I did get. It was from "Charlie X." In your face, internet!
I used to have a quote from that episode in my sig: "I am Melllvar, seer of the tapes, knower of the episodes! Tremble before my encyclopedic knowledge of Star Trek!" I'm thinking maybe I should bring it back, even if my knowledge isn't nearly as encyclopedic now as it once was.
I want to sleep yesterday at about 8 PM -- told ya I was unreasonably tired! -- and slept for ten hours. (Which, yes, put me up a little after 6 AM, which isn't such a great thing, because I'm switching over to night shift after today, and the last thing I need is to be getting up earlier. But, ah, well.) I think I feel better, although I'm not really awake enough to tell. My stomach still feels very slightly unsettled, but I'm keeping my coffee down OK, and I think I'm good to go into work (alas).
But I've actually got a little time before work, for once, so I thought I'd go into some of those pop culture ramblings that I'm sure are the reason why you all really read this blog, and which have been sadly few and far between of late.
So, in my brief period of lying-on-the-couch last night, before it became sleeping-on-the-bed, I was watching Futurama. I've been going through the Season 4 discs, which is really quite a treat, because I missed a lot of those episodes the first time. That was about the point where Fox started airing them at random and without warning, and by the time Cartoon Network began airing them in a more sensible fashion, I was already on the road to pretty much giving up on TV entirely.
My all-time favorite episode is still the Star Trek parody, "Where No Fan Has Gone Before." Hysterically funny, a brilliant homage to its source material, and so, so, so clearly written by someone who was a massive fan himself. Indeed, the commentary track to that one is fun to listen to because -- with the exception of Matt Groening, who claims never to have seen a complete episode of TOS -- all those guys are apparently big ol' Trekkies. There appears to actually have been some competition and jealousy over who was going to get to work on that one. In fact, at one point producer David X. Cohen is accused of having "played it very close to the vest" as to who he was going to pick to write it, and somewhat sheepishly admits that that was because he was hoping to find some way of making the time to do it himself. But, that proving impossible, he gave it to the writer who was clearly the greatest Trekkie among them, and, man, does it show.
Said writer, by the way, pointed out a couple of Trek references that "nobody on the internet got" when he went and looked at fansites after the episode aired. In fact, he actually wrote to the maintainer of one and pointed out that they "missed a couple." Can I just say how much I love TV staff who interact with their fans? For the record, the references were: 1) Kirk's "The impossible has happened," which apparently was from the first log entry Kirk made in the series, and which slipped by me entirely, and 2) Kirk's "There's no right way to hit a woman," which I did get. It was from "Charlie X." In your face, internet!
I used to have a quote from that episode in my sig: "I am Melllvar, seer of the tapes, knower of the episodes! Tremble before my encyclopedic knowledge of Star Trek!" I'm thinking maybe I should bring it back, even if my knowledge isn't nearly as encyclopedic now as it once was.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
No One Wants to See Vomit!
I felt deeply, weirdly tired when I got back from picking my car up in Albuquerque today, but I figured it was probably due to a combination of the long car ride and having gotten up way too early this morning.
Then the projectile vomiting started, and it occurred to me that I might actually be sick. Ugh.
My stomach feels considerably better now that it's empty, but, um, if anybody expected me to do anything tonight, I think it's been cancelled in favor of a vigorous session of lying on the couch. Sorry.
I felt deeply, weirdly tired when I got back from picking my car up in Albuquerque today, but I figured it was probably due to a combination of the long car ride and having gotten up way too early this morning.
Then the projectile vomiting started, and it occurred to me that I might actually be sick. Ugh.
My stomach feels considerably better now that it's empty, but, um, if anybody expected me to do anything tonight, I think it's been cancelled in favor of a vigorous session of lying on the couch. Sorry.
Mobile!
I now have a car again! And all the doors close and everything! Yay!
I did end up deciding not to fix the hail damage, by the way. It's just a bunch of very small dimples that aren't causing any harm, but that would cost a bundle to fix. Which bundle, according to the insurance company, I'm entitled to have, anyway, in compensation for the suddenly-lowered resale value of my car. So they sent me a check for $2,000. Hey, easiest two grand I ever made! The annoying thing, though, is that despite the fact that I told them several times that I now had the car paid off, they made the check out to both me and the company I had my car loan with. I called them about that, and they're going to stop payment on the first check and send one made out to just me, but I have to fax them proof of ownership first. I guess now I have to figure out how to send faxes via my PC, which, in theory, I'm pretty sure I should be able to do...
I now have a car again! And all the doors close and everything! Yay!
I did end up deciding not to fix the hail damage, by the way. It's just a bunch of very small dimples that aren't causing any harm, but that would cost a bundle to fix. Which bundle, according to the insurance company, I'm entitled to have, anyway, in compensation for the suddenly-lowered resale value of my car. So they sent me a check for $2,000. Hey, easiest two grand I ever made! The annoying thing, though, is that despite the fact that I told them several times that I now had the car paid off, they made the check out to both me and the company I had my car loan with. I called them about that, and they're going to stop payment on the first check and send one made out to just me, but I have to fax them proof of ownership first. I guess now I have to figure out how to send faxes via my PC, which, in theory, I'm pretty sure I should be able to do...
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
An Election-Day Quiz Thingy
Well, I do have a great deal of sympathy for Libertarianism, certainly more so than for any of the traditional political parties. But Libertarian extremism -- as, indeed, any kind of extremism -- frightens me.
| You Are a "Don't Tread On Me" Libertarian |
 You distrust the government, are fiercely independent, and don't belong in either party. Religion and politics should never mix, in your opinion... and you feel opressed by both. You don't want the government to cramp your self made style. Or anyone else's for that matter. You're proud to say that you're pro-choice on absolutely everything! |
Well, I do have a great deal of sympathy for Libertarianism, certainly more so than for any of the traditional political parties. But Libertarian extremism -- as, indeed, any kind of extremism -- frightens me.
Your Wish Is My Command
Due to (entirely justified) complaints that the blue-on-white text in my comments boxes was hard to read and generally annoying, I've now replaced the comments template with something a little more basic, and hopefully a little more legible. Give it a try, and let me know if it meets with your approval!
Due to (entirely justified) complaints that the blue-on-white text in my comments boxes was hard to read and generally annoying, I've now replaced the comments template with something a little more basic, and hopefully a little more legible. Give it a try, and let me know if it meets with your approval!
Monday, November 01, 2004
And Now It's November...
I hope everybody who celebrates had a happy Halloween! Me, I got off work at about 5:30 and went over to a friend's house, where we watched the Tales from the Crypt movie (cheesy, but not without its charms), and a couple of episodes of the Venture Brothers cartoon, which I liked enough that I'm actually tempted to turn the TV on and watch it once in a while (though, knowing me, I'll probably just wait for it to come out on DVD). And then I left at about 9:30 so I could do a couple of things and go to bed, because I had to get up ridiculously early this morning. Stupid morning shifts...
I hope everybody who celebrates had a happy Halloween! Me, I got off work at about 5:30 and went over to a friend's house, where we watched the Tales from the Crypt movie (cheesy, but not without its charms), and a couple of episodes of the Venture Brothers cartoon, which I liked enough that I'm actually tempted to turn the TV on and watch it once in a while (though, knowing me, I'll probably just wait for it to come out on DVD). And then I left at about 9:30 so I could do a couple of things and go to bed, because I had to get up ridiculously early this morning. Stupid morning shifts...
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