Current clothes: It's blogging in a bath towel time again! Well, you know, after I've spent ten minutes in the shower, where you can't really take a computer, I start jonesing for the internet.
Current mood: Eh, OK. Just sleep-deprived enough to feel the effects, but not quite enough so to be too bothered by them.
Current music: Weird Al's Straight Outta Lynwood.
Current annoyance: Aforementioned neighbors. I want to live in that Isaac Asimov story where everybody gets their own empty planet to inhabit.
Current thing: I'm still playing The Sims 3, but it's actually kind of depressing me. In The Sims 2, I usually kept my sims from growing old with frequent doses of the elixir of life -- which I figure wasn't cheating, because they earned it -- but there isn't any way of doing that in the current game short of preventing everybody from aging entirely. So the sims I've been playing since they were young adults are growing old and dying, as their old friends also drop off one by one, and even though they've had happy and accomplished lives, there's still so much I never got around to doing with them... Possibly this is just not a happy fun game for someone currently looking down the barrel of forty and feeling angsty about it.
Current desktop picture: Still the same partial lunar eclipse picture as last month. I've been too lazy, or distracted, or something to bother changing it.
Current book: A Beautiful Mind by Sylvia Nasar, the biography of the mathematician John Nash on which the movie of the same name was based. I understand the movie took a few liberties with the truth, though I haven't seen it recently enough or made it far enough through the book to comment on that myself.
Current song in head: Thanks to above-mentioned album, it's mostly been a medley of Weird Al tunes for the last day or two.
Current DVD in player: I just finished re-watching season 2 of Quantum Leap. You know, I can't really pretend that, overall, this is exactly a good show. It's usually corny and frequently cheesy. It's formulaic. It employs a lot of bad guest actors. And the premise makes absolutely no sense if you spend two seconds thinking about it. And yet I do kind of enjoy it, especially as, I am forced to admit, my adolescent crush on Dr. Sam Beckett has not faded much with time. Also, it turns out that the final episode of season two really is just as sad as I remember it, thanks largely to the fact that Dean Stockwell is actually quite a good actor.
Current refreshment: Nothing. But I'm getting hungry. Must go and scrounge up some food soon. Probably after I've put some clothes on.
Current worry: I'm sure I had some, but I don't remember what they were right now, and I'm happy enough to leave it that way.
Current thought: You know, I really like Straight Outta Lynwood, but there's one line in one song that drives me absolutely crazy. It's the square of the distance, Al! The square of the distance! Aaargh! (Yes, that's right. Weird Al is not nerdy enough for me.)
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looking down the barrel of forty
ReplyDeleteI'm not looking down the barrel; I'm running as hard as I can away from it. Unfortunately, Old Man Time has better endurance, so he's bound to catch up with me. :(
the movie took a few liberties with the truth
What? Really? Since when do movies do that? ;)
I looked up those Weird Al lyrics, and he doesn't actually say that the force involved is gravitational. Maybe this pancreatic force is much more potent at a distance than is gravity. :)
ReplyDeleteCaptain C: I'm pretty much staring frozen at it like a deer in headlights. Not that it matters much either way.
ReplyDeleteJH: LOL! If so, he really ought to write up his results on that and publish.