Monday, February 28, 2005

Another Monday

like any other.

We went to see Barrage Saturday night - not quite what I was expecting. In a not-so-good way.

I don't care if you can bounce on a ball and play the violin at the same time.

I'd rather just hear the music.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Quote of the Day

From Fark:

It'd be like humping a bag of elbows.

In reference to a pic of Tori Spelling looking totally like Skeletor.

The Agony of the Bladder

Surprise infection surfaced today.

I have a pile of pills to take from the good doctor at Urgent Care.

I still feel like I have to pee.

What I got from a GIS search for "USJ Hollywood Magic"

I went USJ using "Amasing Gold Pass" first time. That day, the forecast said it would be sunny and clear sky. It's the best day to take the movie. In the park I met my friends and I thought that I could take a lot of movies.
I tried to take Hollywood Magic, which is the last event in the day. But when the show was beginning, I felt cold thing dropped from the sky....... It's rain.
I can't believe the bad luck. The show was shorten, so I could enjoy the unusual version.
Maybe I have to be preyed to throw the bad luck away.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Fizzy Vitamin C

I think vitamin C tablets are like adult Pop Rocks.

I would never eat them if they weren't fizzy.

They are made by this company .

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Bee Bee

Kim's dog,Bee Bee, needs good thoughts.

Poor tiny puppus.

Back to the Mines

Well, playtime is over - work loomed large at 8am, especially since Morgan's flight didn't get in until almost 3am. We're dragging just a little today.

The weekend was fabulous, once I actually got to Vegas - 3 hours late. (It was a theme for us, it seems). Lots of booze and cigars and fine food and fine entertainment.

And lessons in fetishes I'd never heard of - and wish I still hadn't.

That's what I get for being curious.

Friday, February 18, 2005

Random Stormy Weather Thoughts

So glad I'm not driving to Vegas today...I can't imagine how long it would take.

I can't sleep alone...caffeine is not helping.

All I know is that at 5 o'clock today I will have a cigar and a Tom Collins in hand.


Wednesday, February 16, 2005


I found SNAPATORIUM while browsing Flickr today.

I like it.

From the Kenny Rogers Notebooks, 1975-1977.


"The Vending Machine Guy"

You got to know when to stock it,
Know when to lock it,
Know when it's not plugged in
And when it's out of order.
If the coin chute is obstructed,
There's a likely explanation:
Someone thought one of those lady-head
Dollar coins was a quarter.

I love McSweeney's.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

James Randi

My favorite guest on Penn & Teller's Bullshit.

Andrew Bird

A new site for a new album!

Looks like he's added a pot belly since we last saw him. But maybe it's just the sweater.

In person, he looks like you could break him in two without any effort.

Time Machine!

H G Wells visited my blog.

That time machine really works!

Monday, February 14, 2005

Drilling a Tiny Hole Into Your Head

It is an unpleasant day around here...Lileks' Jasper is unwell, Phil's mom is cancer-ravaged and being admitted to the hospital, Gene has made me afraid of all things heart-related, and it's going to rain all week.

The bright spot? My new necklace.

Kanye West Still Bitter

Hello, Jackass.

I have never heard a song by him...I do know both of the artists he lost to. Does that say something about his talent?


Friday, February 11, 2005

This is what I do on weekends

I entertain myself.

Ethel M Chocolates

Ethel M Chocolates could quite possibly be the best chocolate candy ever.

I wish John would quit sending it to us.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Behold the Mystery That is Me

I'm all alone today. And not unhappy about it.

Conversation at the homestead this morning centered around needing to find some new friends. Seems to be a theme lately, actually.

We decided we need to move to Vegas. Or find a new hobby.

How do you make friends when you're an adult? And do I want to? Probably. A social life might be interesting once in a while. The problem is that the people I really like live waaaaay on the other side of town.

Maybe I should make more of an effort with the 'friends' we have first.

Or just scrap it all and become a hermit.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Beastie Boys Join PETA Against KFC

Argh - I remember when they actually made music.

They'd better re-name 'Finger Lickin' Good'.

MiPod or yours?


I'm not so sure about this yet.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Today's Lesson - Patience.

So in my excitement over the impending release of Bird's new CD, I ordered it from the record company yesterday. In Buffalo.

This morning, it's available on iTunes.

Lesson learned...and I'm buying it when I get home - Morgan and I will both have a copy.

And it's more money in Bird's pocket, which I'm all about.

Monday, February 07, 2005

The Mysterious Production of Eggs!

It has finally arrived!

There is much rejoicing, and there will be snacks.

USA Today calls him Beck meets Itzhak Perlman.

All I know is that I love him and the nervous tic motion of the head to the left.

Hi Dr. Nick!

This just creeps me out.

What makes you think this is a good idea??

St. Stephen's Hotel

St. Stephen's Hotel is the site of our class reunion.

This is the softball team's page.

Oh, I love my hometown.

Friday, February 04, 2005

This is what the big dogs do

Love it.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

It's All Downhill From Here

You know the part where there were people I hadn't thought about in years? Sometimes they come out of the woodwork and make you wish you were completely anonymous and say that you were the reason they got into U2 and go on to pontificate about the merits of the current album when you really couldn't care less and were pretty sure you'd never have to see or hear from them again and then you realize that their high school experience was a lot different than you expected it had been even though you blatantly made fun of them they must have thought it was good-natured ribbing. And you never really even spoke to them when you were in school because you probably thought you were too cool but they don't remember that - but they do remember the weirdest little details of high school that you never even paid attention to at the time or anytime thereafter. And even though it's been 10 years they say they remember it like yesterday but you think of it as some kind of nightmare you finally escaped save the people you actually care about whom you stay in contact with and hope the rest never find you.

Sometimes they do, though. And it doesn't matter to you that they're an aerospace engineer - you could care less. You didn't even graduate from college and your life's goal is to be a librarian and you're insanely jealous of your girlfriend who's a children's librarian (who by the way isn't going to the reunion either) and even though you live in L.A. it doesn't mean you're any cooler than you were at 17 it just means you live somewhere different and you really don't think about it unless you have to go 3,000 miles to visit your family because no one comes West although you have no idea why because it's so much sunnier here. You have a regular 9 to 5 that isn't particularly glamorous but it is interesting and nothing like anyone else is doing even if you are just the office manager but you're more than that, you know, and involved in one of the more fun industries in the working world and it's not rocket science sure but you like it and everyone is very intrigued when you tell them about it and it's always good party conversation. But the class reunion isn't the kind of party you're looking for and neither are the ones your 'friends' throw because they're all boooring and you have to create your own fun but no one except your husband and brother play along because they're just as bored and intent on creating their own fun and drinking all the good beer before it's gone. And where is the reunion going to be anyway? A local bar, the state park, the Fireside Inn - at least you know it won't be at the Nickel Plate because you're pretty sure they went bankrupt and you should have bought that because there's nothing else to do in that town but drink and have babies you're pretty sure and you can do that here for a lot less money except for the babies part because you can't drink when you're pregnant or you shouldn't but that doesn't stop those intent on 'having a good time' regardless of their natal situation and you're not sure that even the right term but who cares it's your blog. You like your own parties in your own house except when your sister gets sick because she's trying to keep up with the boys which is impossible and we all know that and she always learns the tough lesson after trying to do so but that's okay you love her regardless and you accept it as a part of the festivities unlike the friend who gets drunk and fawns all over you and then you have to enlist every man to protect you from him which they gladly do and then you decide maybe it's not such a good idea to invite him to your parties because maybe he scares people off not that you care because you hate people anyway which is another reason to steer clear of that reunion.

Move on past high school, I says - we're all 10 years older and should have completely different lives where every once in a while a song or something triggers a memory of 'the good old days' but it's never at the front of your mind and you should have forgotten at least half of what happened if not more mainly because you drank away those brain cells in college and you probably really didn't like high school very much anyway but time makes it more romantic in your memory but your practical side knows it sucked hard and you'd never go back to that time because NOW is so much better and the more distance you get from it the more you're glad it was so long ago and why do you want to revisit it? Reunions just showcase everyone as they really are and not how you remember them which might be bad or good depending on the person and that might make the whole thing all the more depressing not that you have any romantic memories about anyone you graduated with because you knew exactly what everyone was like and if you didn't you found out soon after who your real friends were and they number about five.

So stay home and tip a 40 to the homies - there's so much less drama involved.


I blame Kelly Abram. She did this.

No Reunion For Me!

Yeah - I'm not going. Half the people I want to see aren't going to be there, and I can't stand the thought of spending hours with 'Rockin' Rock Roberts'. (Why did we call him that?)

Ugh. I'll wait for the pictures.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Home of the Bulldogs!

It's time for my 10-year high school reunion.

The decision to go or not is difficult. On one hand, there are people I haven't seen in 10 years. On the other, there are people I haven't had to see in 10 years, though there wasn't anyone I couldn't stand.

And I REALLY want to know if the chick who was in prison in West Virginia is going to be there - I think she's out of the clink now.

But being there involves going home, which is too much drama these days. If it were re-located to Vegas, I'd be there in a hot second.

Hammy Hamster

Hammy Hamster got the first star on the Alternative Canadian Walk of Fame.

I have fond memories of that show.

Candy is Delicious Food!

It's true.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005


I aim for this.

The Shins

The Shins are one of my new favorites.

The iPod has brought me back into the world of independent and/or obscure artists.

The Next in a Series of Dreams

So last night I had a dream that I needed brain surgery. Something to do with left brain/right brain stuff - evidently, my brain wasn't functioning right and they were going in to fix it.

I think the doctor was standing at a sink doing dishes.

The Bleat

Best line from today's Bleat?

Below the words, a picture of cracked parched earth, which had once no doubt been green & verdant farmland before the Right Rev. Bush got out his joystick and sent his 900 foot tall Jesus robot to blast the crops with his death-beam laser eyes.