Monday, April 30, 2007

if you've not had a chance to watch...


Planet Earth, you really must find the time. i've never even imagined the stuff i'm seeing right now. Learn about snotties!

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Friday, April 27, 2007

what was i doing a year ago today?

i think i was busy experiencing disbelief over a positive pregnancy test. which, as many of you know, i announced a couple days later and then lost a couple weeks later. but those things happen and it just made me realize that, yeah, maybe i would like to have another child. (but if i don't, i'm still the luckiest person EVER because of my kiddo.)

happy friday, y'all.

(wha...?)

Thursday, April 26, 2007

i need to time things better...

... like exercise. took the kiddo to the library tonight to find some books on the platypus. when we got home i was going to exercise, but then dude! we needed to eat dinner! so i made pasta and we had corn on the cob (frozen, not fresh, b/c i'm lazy) and then we ate a bunch and yes, i'm happily fed but i have yet to exercise. and i'm really interested in just sitting here and enjoying thursday night television.

so i will let the food sit and digest and THEN i'll exercise. but back to the topic of thursday night tv.

growing up, we had certain tv nights. i think monday nights were "kate & allie," "cagney & lacey," and "newhart."

thursday nights had (in no particular order b/c my memory isn't that good) "family ties" and "the cosby show." oh, and "cheers" i think was a thursday night show, too.

what night was "moonlighting" on? i know that "miami vice" was friday. (at least i think it was a friday night show.)

what else... oh yeah, the show "double trouble," about identical twins. that was a favorite of mine, even though it was pretty short-lived.

"misfits of science" was another! it's all coming back to me now, the shows of my youth. i feel as though i can smell the strawberry shortcake doll and feel the fur of the monchichi against my skin.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Sunday, April 22, 2007

the disgust on dustin's face...

..when he sees that i'm watching a movie like "you've got mail" just cannot be described in mere words. and i think if i were to say "make that face again so i can take a picture of your disgust" would be weird, so you'll just have to trust me on it.

allergies plague me today. as does blue hair dye.

to explain: my hair is dark in color, and i thought i'd add some blue manic panic to sort of give the blue veronica lodge highlights. i managed to evade the blue hands whilst applying and washing out the dye, however after i thought it'd be nifty to put my hair in curlers. then i took out the curlers b/c i'm impatient. and now my hands are blue.



it's tough to be a girl. (well, only b/c right now i'm making it tough.)

and it's 11:30 at night and i really, REALLY need to get sleepy and soon. mmm....might be time to take a nap with Prince Benadryl.

i forgot how much i like this movie.


"i live my life like a french movie, steve."

my lungs or, how i stopped worrying and learned to love big tobacco

i hate not smoking. HATE IT.

and in that same short, damaged-lung breath, i hate big tobacco. i hate those fucking bastards. NOT because i didn't know what smoking does, what it causes, but because one would think that if you created a product that was close to impossible to quit, and you WANTED to keep these consumers, these money-spenders buying for as long as possible (read: keep them alive and spending money), you'd create a HEALTHY CIGARETTE. (an oxymoron, to be sure.)

i hate being in a bad mood. i hate being perpetually cranky and irritable and overly-sensitive.

i want to crusade against big tobacco. i want to air films of people in the last throes of emphysema. i want everyone to see what i saw in the eyes of my grandfather when he, even with an oxygen mask on his face, was not able to breathe in any of the air that was directly given to him.

but that still wouldn't work. why? because i was there, and i saw it. and even after his funeral eight months later, i stepped out to have a cigarette. which makes me a bastard.

so i try to think of quitting smoking this way: in my very small way, i'm sticking it to the man everyday that i don't buy a pack of cigarettes. and even though i'm gaining weight and that is SERIOUSLY fucking with my head, i'm still sticking it to the man.

so man, if you are reading this, screw you. you're not getting my money anymore.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

SERIOUSLY?

no, really, SERIOUSLY? is this where we're at???

(props to d. for the link)

ouch.

woke up very early. it's currently half-past four. my throat really really hurts and my nose is stuffy. REALLY don't want to work today. will have to stop by clinic en route to my cubicell (we have a minute-clinic type thing in our building) and have a cotton swab jammed down my throat to ensure that i'm not going to pass along my sick to others.

WOW this is the suck.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

back to the mundane

my big fancy headphones only work through one earpiece, therefore i am reduced to using these earbuds:



now, they are an improvement over the apple earbuds because they don't cause pain after thirty-seven seconds of use. HOWEVER they are huge. and apparently the opening of my ear cannot facilitate such girth, so they fall out.

they do come with a little foam cover, such as this:



HOWEVER because the earbuds fall out, the foam cover slips off and remains in my ear. which freaks me out because i'm horrified of gettting things stuck in my ear. i blame it on the Wrath of Khan.

the new NIN cd...

IS QUALITY. for real. get it. immediately.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

my new look, and dustin's response





(if these don't show up immediately, give it time, they are still processing on youtube.)

Sunday, April 15, 2007

we're watching the US vs. John Lennon...

... and i'd love, LOVE to see people stage MASSIVE PROTESTS. seriously. now and when the RNC is in minneapolis in the fall of '08.

time for the black hair again.

before:



voila!

mmm...spam!

i realized it's been quite some time since i opened up the old spam box. here's a few of the more notable ones out of the 8600 message i have in there.

Bettie Cleveland told me I can add up to three inches of my length.

However, Lorenzo Mitchell told me to avoid enhancement pills.

Newton Case told me I can find a f**kfriend tonight.

Sofia Brooks said I could find sexaholics.

Pam Stoner said "size a muscle on fold the destruction may copy some example not idea it's hate" (she's ALWAYS saying that) AND she said that some Veronica referred me to her. come on, spam-masters, i don't even KNOW any veronica's.

some random admissions office asked me if i wanted to be a crime scene investigator.

both Louisa Elliott AND
Alton Tolbert told me i can increase my girth by 20%.

there are some FANTASTIC offers to consider. but for now, i sleep.





Friday, April 13, 2007

yeah, because i needed a quiz to tell me this.

Your Movie Buff Quotient: 96%

You are a movie buff of the most obsessive variety. If a movie exists, chances are that you've seen it.
You're an expert on movie facts and trivia. It's hard to stump you with a question about film.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Lee Iacocca: Revolutionary!

read this. hell, i'll post my favorite highlights of it for you! this comes courtesy of Information Clearinghouse:

Iacocca: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?

American Empire | Books

Excerpt: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?

By Lee Iacocca with Catherine Whitney

Had Enough? Am I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening? Where the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder. We've got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right over a cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we can't even clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car. But instead of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads when the politicians say, "Stay the course." Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America, not the damned Titanic.


The President of the United States is given a free pass to ignore the Constitution, tap our phones, and lead us to war on a pack of lies.

While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody seems to know what to do. And the press is waving pom-poms instead of asking hard questions.

I've had enough. How about you? I'll go a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're not outraged. This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have.

Hey, America, wake up. These guys work for us. Who Are These Guys, Anyway? Why are we in this mess? How did we end up with this crowd in Washington? Well, we voted for them, or at least some of us did. But I'll tell you what we didn't do. We didn't agree to suspend the Constitution. We didn't agree to stop asking questions or demanding answers. Some of us are sick and tired of people who call free speech treason. Where I come from that's a dictatorship, not a democracy.


The Test of a Leader
I've never been Commander in Chief, but I've been a CEO. I understand a few things about leadership at the top. I've figured out nine points, not ten (I don't want people accusing me of thinking I'm Moses). I call them the "Nine Cs of Leadership." They're not fancy or complicated. Just clear, obvious qualities that every true leader should have. We should look at how the current administration stacks up. Like it or not, this crew is going to be around until January 2009. Maybe we can learn something before we go to the polls in 2008. Then let's be sure we use the leadership test to screen the candidates who say they want to run the country. It's up to us to choose wisely.

A leader has to show CURIOSITY. He has to listen to people outside of the "Yes, sir" crowd in his inner circle. He has to read voraciously, because the world is a big, complicated place. George W. Bush brags about never reading a newspaper. "I just scan the headlines," he says. Am I hearing this right? He's the President of the United States and he never reads a newspaper?

Before the 2006 election, George Bush made a big point of saying he didn't listen to the polls. Yeah, that's what they all say when the polls stink. But maybe he should have listened, because 70 percent of the people were saying he was on the wrong track.

George Bush prides himself on never changing, even as the world around him is spinning out of control. God forbid someone should accuse him of flip-flopping.

Senator Joe Biden recalled a conversation he had with Bush a few months after our troops marched into Baghdad. Joe was in the Oval Office outlining his concerns to the President, the explosive mix of Shiite and Sunni, the disbanded Iraqi army, the problems securing the oil fields. "The President was serene," Joe recalled. "He told me he was sure that we were on the right course and that all would be well. 'Mr. President,' I finally said, 'how can you be so sure when you don't yet know all the facts?'" Bush then reached over and put a steadying hand on Joe's shoulder. "My instincts," he said. "My instincts." Joe was flabbergasted. He told Bush,"Mr. President, your instincts aren't good enough."

George Bush has a lot of power. What does it say about his character? Bush has shown a willingness to take bold action on the world stage because he has the power, but he shows little regard for the grievous consequences. He has sent our troops (not to mention hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi citizens) to their deaths. For what? To build our oil reserves? To avenge his daddy because Saddam Hussein once tried to have him killed? To show his daddy he's tougher? The motivations behind the war in Iraq are questionable, and the execution of the war has been a disaster. A man of character does not ask a single soldier to die for a failed policy.

Swagger isn't courage. Tough talk isn't courage. George Bush comes from a blue-blooded Connecticut family, but he likes to talk like a cowboy. You know, My gun is bigger than your gun. Courage in the twenty-first century doesn't mean posturing and bravado. Courage is a commitment to sit down at the negotiating table and talk.


Bush can't even make a public appearance unless the audience has been handpicked and sanitized. He did a series of so-called town hall meetings last year, in auditoriums packed with his most devoted fans.

To be a leader you've got to have CONVICTION, a fire in your belly. You've got to have passion. You've got to really want to get something done. How do you measure fire in the belly? Bush has set the all-time record for number of vacation days taken by a U.S. President, four hundred and counting. He'd rather clear brush on his ranch than immerse himself in the business of governing. He even told an interviewer that the high point of his presidency so far was catching a seven-and-a-half-pound perch in his hand-stocked lake.

Maybe George Bush is a great guy to hang out with at a barbecue or a ball game. But put him at a global summit where the future of our planet is at stake, and he doesn't look very presidential. Those frat-boy pranks and the kidding around he enjoys so much don't go over that well with world leaders. Just ask German Chancellor Angela Merkel, who received an unwelcome shoulder massage from our President at a G-8 Summit.

Bush brags about being our first MBA President. Does that make him competent? Well, let's see. Thanks to our first MBA President, we've got the largest deficit in history, Social Security is on life support, and we've run up a half-a-trillion-dollar price tag (so far) in Iraq. And that's just for starters.

George Bush doesn't have common sense. He just has a lot of sound bites. You know, Mr.they'll-welcome-us-as-liberators-no-child- left-behind-heck-of-a-job-Brownie-mission- accomplished Bush.

So here's where we stand. We're immersed in a bloody war with no plan for winning and no plan for leaving. We're running the biggest deficit in the history of the country. We're losing the manufacturing edge to Asia, while our once-great companies are getting slaughtered by health care costs. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and nobody in power has a coherent energy policy. Our schools are in trouble. Our borders are like sieves. The middle class is being squeezed every which way. These are times that cry out for leadership.

I have news for the gang in Congress. We didn't elect you to sit on your asses and do nothing and remain silent while our democracy is being hijacked and our greatness is being replaced with mediocrity. What is everybody so afraid of? That some bobblehead on Fox News will call them a name? Give me a break. Why don't you guys show some spine for a change?

So let's shake off the horseshit and go to work. Let's tell 'em all we've had enough.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

listen to the cat

a nifty site

so in my quest to not smoke, i've become interested in watching the videos that this group does. their site has links to all of the goods.


nifty site. they have all those commercials on TV that i think ROCK.

Saturday, April 07, 2007

what a great freaking movie line.

"the russians shot his sleigh down. santa claus is dead."

Friday, April 06, 2007

some days are easier than others...

it says "smooth & mellow" at the bottom. SMOOTH AND MELLOW!

i want to be both smooth and mellow once again! i am rough, rocky, and whatever the hell the opposite of mellow is! what is the damn opposite of mellow????????

TENSE! IT'S TENSE. I AM TENSE.

crap.......

file under: people who should be badly maimed

"You want to twist his head off. There's a whole flock of folks who probably have the same attitude about it."

i feel the same way.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

ohmigod! ohmigod! ohmigod!

HEAR THE NEW NIN ALBUM HERE!!!! yay for trent! i'm listening and i CANNOT WAIT TO BUY IT!!! AHHH!!!!!!

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

karaoke night!



sadly i have no footage of dustin's rendition of "war pigs." it was AWESOME, furious D!

stupid RIAA...

"These f***ing idiots are going after a campaign that the label signed off on."

(props to d. for a heads up on this.)

my personal mission for the day

when someone's cell phone goes off nearby and continues to ring and ring and ring and they CLEARLY forgot to turn it to silent because ALL I HEAR IN MY HEAD IS EFFING GWEN STEFANI, i will seek out this cell phone and do one of two things:
1. turn off ringer
2. toss into toilet; flush.

for the record, this makes TWO CELL PHONES within ten feet of me that BOTH have GWEN STEFANI ringtones. TWO.

gwen stefani:2
me:0

you may win the battle, gwen, but i'll win the war.