Friday, June 30, 2006

nacho, nacho man

Humans are weird.

The fact t... you know what, never mind. I'm not even gonna get into it.

Moving on!

I'm on vacation!!! Oh, man. It's about freaking time.
10 days of non-work. Thank Jebus.

I really can't concentrate. Stupid TV show, making me all ire-ed up. I'm on vacation, I'm spoast to be relaxing. (Hee. "spoast".)

In other news, Saren and I have been playing Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Chaos Bleeds for the GameCube rather extensively the past few days. I am about halfway through - I'm currently in the Sunnydale Hospital - and I have made a vow to myself NOT to look anything up online until after I complete the game. So far so good, but it's REALLY tempting sometimes. Especially now, when I am really and truly stuck.


Tomorrow is the half-way point of the year. Yikes! Doomthousandsix is half way done. And the Walmart down the street is still not done being built. Crazy.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

If we get this open, we're gonna have a lock problem.

(Above quote taken from Season 1 of Lost)

I locked the keys in the minivan today.

Didn't realize it until I was going to leave for the day, and was all, "Um. Where are the keys?"

I called ABC Locksmith because they had a coupon in the phone book (seriously! Look in the back of your phone books, and there are pages and pages of coupons! How nifty!) and it saved me five bucks. (Yes, I'm a cheapass. Your point?)

The waiting for the guy was the longest part. The operator told me that he would be there within 30 minutes. 45 minutes after that I called them back and said (essentially), "Yo. Where my dogs at?" And they responded with a "within 10 minutes".
And, sure enough, they did get there, like five minutes after that.

When the locksmith arrived, he got out, and within seconds, had our van unlocked. The guy was bald, and had many tattoos on his muscular arms and neck. I always wonder if these locksmiths are ex-cons. It would explain their uncannily good ablility at breaking into cars. And homes.

There was a list of other things I wanted to talk about, but I'm having difficulty concentrating lately. Eh.
On the bright side, today I only had two minor instances of what I have dubbed "stress jaw". That lovely condition is where the tension in my jaws has been so painful that I have actually been moved to tears as a result. As stated, fortunately it seems to be clearing up on its own. Or maybe the voodoo doll finally had the pins removed from the mouth area.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Hinglostic days

Hinglostic is not a real word. Except that I have now used it. Twice. But I don't have a definition, really. So, you know, if you went to google it, you'd end up back here, and not be any better off than you originally were.

Eh. Random time.

It's so hot that even Pepsi isn't cutting it. And it's gonna get hotter.

"Has Been" by Willaim Shatner is kinda so-so. I liked about half the songs, and I felt weird about liking them. "What Have You Done?" gave me goosebumps.

The MOHAWK is almost done, and I've survived. It hasn't been all that bad, either.

We're getting ready to go to the library. Give me suggestions! (Note: Suggestions will arrive too late to make a difference, really, so make them post-hypnotic.) I'm thinking of getting some William Sleaton (I think). I'll letchyall know what we get.

I keep waiting for the internet to be interesting again, and it keeps letting me down. Way to disappoint, world wide web!

I caught bits and pieces of the original Battlestar Galattaca the other day, and I can't even be bothered to finish my thought. I enjoyed it in a cheesy type of way. I hear the updated version is all dark and intense. Maybe we should rent both from Netflix.

Speaking of Netflix, we watched Cellular last night. Which was totally cheesy and not very logical and rather not good at all. Perfect summer movie!

And while I was pretty meh toward Superman Returns at first, during the past couple of days I've started to want to see it. That being despite the stupid internet rumblings about how "Superman is teh gay!" and "Superman is a Christ figure!" and "Superman is a gay Christ figure!"

Eh. I don't have a way to conclude this entry, and we have a lot to do (before lunch) so I'll just click the big orange "publish post" button now.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Lindsay Wagner is not Lynda Carter

Random thoughts:

If we really want to win the "war on terruh", we should give all of the "terrorists" toddlers. They'd never be able to accomplish anything, because every two minutes, they'd be getting up to stop the young 'un from eating chalk, or calling long distance on the cell phone, or getting into the cat food.

It is ungodly hot. So, you know, I figure today would be a good day to wear long sleeves. (Although to be fair, it is a good shirt.)

KFBT is dead! Long live KFBT! (The call letters for both stations have officially changed as of today. KFBT is now KVCW and KVWB is hereby known as KVMY.)

Irina is the cutest person on the planet. She also is magic. Really.

Lickorish's kittens are taking a rather long time to arrive. Deceptors, maybe?

The heat, I think, helps kill any inspiration for writing that I may have had. Er, for writing fiction that is. Obviously, I can write ...whatever the above would be classified as.

Water is overrated. No. I mean UNDER rated. Vastly, vastly underrated.

That Treasure Hunters show was nonsense, but enjoyable nonsense.

Dude. Harper will be six in a matter of weeks. Six!

I requested Saren's birthday off today. I did not request, but thought aboot doing so, the 5th, 6th, and 7th (I think) of September. I think we might have to just forego the unschooling conference of '06 altogether, and shoot for next year. Bummer.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

All the rest hath 31

5am - woke up
520am - had Trix for breakfast (nutritious start to the new age)
6am - left for the bus
610am - got on the bus, read all the way (I'm rereading the Otherland series, currently am in book 2: The River of Blue Fire)
659am - got off the bus, walked to the corner 7-11
703am - bought a Super Big Gulp and a pack of Big Red chewing gum
715am - got to work
@ work, had people sing happy birthday to me, got cake (more sugar!!), a card, and some presents, dealt with Bill (it was my birthday, shouldn't that have NOT happened?), cursed Warner Bros., and planned on leaving at 330pm.
340pm - left work
403pm - ordered a late lunch at Dairy Queen
430ish - food finally arrives
540ish - got home, opened presents from the family: A Superman baseball cap from Saren, a Pink Floyd t-shirt (with a pig on it) from Harper, and a new cd player/alarm clock from Steph. Yay!
7pm - watched Mirrormask.
9pm - 11pm - started blogging, watched "AFI's 100 years, 100 cheers" on CBS. I still am disappointed that Maximum Overdrive didn't end up as the #1 movie, but what are ya gonna do?

Now, it's 11pm, and I still have to get myself ready for bed and pick out my clothes for tomorrow, and wake up early (again) and I really should do some dishes before going to sleep. There truly are not enough hours in the day. Or night.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Church Sign Wisdom 6

Note to self - blog earlier in the day. I've got a lot to say, but I'm too tired to say it due to the lateness of the hour.

Anyway. They've changed the signs. (Finally) Just in time for my birthday. Aww. Nice of them to get me a gift.


Well... yeah. I mean, what other choice is there?



Okay, then!

That's gonna do it for me, as a 30 year old. Next time I blog, I'll be officially old. one.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Here we are now entertain us

In lieu of a real update, I'm turning to you.

Tell me a joke. Or a story. Or sing a song. Or tell me something shocking. Or food related.

Or all of the above.

Ready? ....GO!

Monday, June 05, 2006

I just flipped off President George

Well, that is pretty much a daily occurance.
The other part, though - the going to Disneyland - is much rarer.

But, it is what we did yesterday.

Wow. That still sounds weird. Yesterday we were in Disneyland. Huh.

A much fuller account (with pictures and everything) can be found at Steph's blog.

Me? I'm pretty freaking exhausted. Considering that we got home at around 3 in the morning, and then I woke up at 7:30, I think I can be excused for not blogging a longer recap.
Especially when my better half already covered it.

In other news, tomorrow is Choset Tre Mognoin's 40th birthday. According to the story that I didn't write, that will be the day when ...I guess I should spoiler tag it, just for giggles, eh?
Choset will be able to access the Tree (the Yggdrasil - the World Tree, the Tree that is all of reality, the Multiverse) and frick arond with it. When he does so, the results in our world will not be pretty. Every road will disappear, leaving a gap 150 feet deep. After the vehicles (and people, and whatever else is on the roads at the time) fall, and explode, and blah-di-blah, these new canyones will fill with water - also courtesy of Choset.
Additionally, all amusement parks will burn to the ground, and every single strawberry in the world will instantly turn to ash. (Bummer!)
Oh, and since all the concrete became water (and for other reasons, too, but I can't spill EVERY secret)...well... it's just not good.
Over the course of the next few months, the survivors (or, some of them, rather) will band together and track Choset down in his home of Perth, Australia.
Interestingly enough, I don't know myself what happens once they get there.

Of course, in reality, tomorrow will be just another day.

In other news, there was a roasted dead black widow spider in the minivan this morning, hanging off the driver side window. INSIDE the minivan.
I discovered this when I went to go to lunch around 12:45 this afternoon. I opened the door, got in, closed the door, and was greeted to a swinging spider corpse.
So, if any of you heard a girly manly scream of terror around that time, I've now solved that mystery for you.

Friday, June 02, 2006

I don't drink so.

I guess the fact that I don't drink alcohol - except extremely rarely - is just another way in which I am socially maladjusted.

It's not a big deal. At least I don't think it is. But it's just... most adults drink.

I'm too hungry to write this properly.
Point is... I guess I don't have a point.
Never mind!

Thursday, June 01, 2006


That's what year it will be "When I'm 64."

(We're on a Beatles listening kick of late. And, man, that song is just so... good.)

Random entry this time.

I'm not UTP@, but I am worn out. The month of June at work is going to be referred to as MOHAWK. Month Of Hell At WorK. Just so's ya know. MOHAWK. Because acronyms are UNDERBELLY*.

What was I going to say? I don't remember. Oh. Remember how the regular TV season is all done, and so I thought, "Great, no more tv watching!"? Well, CBS went and suckered me in with their "Game Show Marathon". Ricki Lake hosting The Price Is Right and Let's Make A Deal and Press Your Luck as C grade celebrities (and Leslie Nielsen) play??? Dude. That has "watchable train wreck" written all over it!

Now, I must cut this entry short, because we are all hungry, hungry hippos (or ravenous, ravenous rhinos), but I have more to say, so i might be back tonight.

*Doesn't officially stand for anything. I just asked Steph for a random word at that point in the entry.

May mileage

January - 730
February - 1357.8
March - 872.4
April - 1056.9
May - 278.3 (car, which is currently not running); 486.6 (minivan) --total for May is 764.9
Bringing the year to date total to...
4782 miles.