mmmm......donut.

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I like writing about it.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Side Effect

One of the side effects of dumping a bunch of weight I hadn't accounted for was that I get cold pretty darn easily these days. Meeting up with a friend this afternoon where he pointed out that I was shivering (yes, even in the still somewhat balmy California autumn) got me thinking.

Hey, I don't have that awesome layer of insular fat anymore. If I'm not moving around, I feel cold again rather than being some sort of human furnace.

Hassles aside, I like this. I can dress for the occasion to overcome, you know? Break out the thermals again if I gotta.

Side effects, and yet more evidence.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Columbus, go home!

Sneaky. I love it.

(thanks, DangerAmy!)

Retirement

It's no secret that I spend a little too much time on the internet, and as far as IM goes, I've been trying to find new conversation starters.

However, I think I will retire the following three, they just haven't done well.

"Run for your life!"
"I will destroy you."
"Does this look infected to you?"

Anyone that has other "Bad ways to try to start up conversation" tips, comments appreciated.

Of course, I'm "transiit" just about anywhere, so if you're having a slow night, I'm easy enough to find if you can't shake the boredom. I can totally amplify that for you.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Social Media

Well, especially the sort of place where you run into people you probably had no reason to stay in contact with, broad generalization, sure, but I offer you this quotation from the reasonably good film, Grosse Pointe Blank


Marcella: You know, when you started getting invited to your ten year high school reunion, time is catching up.
Martin Q. Blank: Are you talking about a sense of my own mortality or a fear of death?
Marcella: Well, I never really thought about it quite like that.
Martin Q. Blank: Did you go to yours?
Marcella: Yes, I did. It was just as if everyone had swelled.


You can disagree, but that's not going to stop me from rewatching it right about now.

Huh.

You know, the last time I heard the words "Easy, Cracker", it may have been an insult. Didn't think it was culinary advice.

(via BoingBoing)

All is Right in the World

Roger Ebert hates the new Twilight flick

Best opening for a movie review in a while:
The characters in this movie should be arrested for loitering with intent to moan. Never have teenagers been in greater need of a jump-start. Granted some of them are more than 100 years old, but still: their charisma is by Madame Tussaud.


Still not as good as the old Bloom County line "This movie does for film what Jonestown did for Kool-Aid.", but up there.

Still moody



And going to sleep.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Holy Crap, I'm sick of Ticketmaster.

There's a litany of everything that's wrong with TicketMaster around any corner, you can go look them up. Fees, sudden cancellations without refunds, you name it.

But as I'm not a big fan of receiving spam, I set up a new email account every time I have to purchase through them. Lecture by Azar Nafisi and Marjane Satrapi, here comes the email: "We see from your interests that you might be interested in the upcoming shows: Green Day, Slayer, Dashboard Confessional." Skinny Puppy tickets? "We see from your interests you might be interested in the upcoming shows: All American Rejects, Bon Jovi, Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons"

Seriously, I'm not making this up. You can click on every opt-out button you see, and they're still going to send you this shit.

Throw on top of that the venues are now in on the act. So you get all the Ticketmaster spam saying "You will like this!" and all of the venue spam "They are playing here, so you should see it!"

Fuck it. If I go see another concert, it's going to be cash on the barrelhead at the door.

Be careful what you wish for

So..um, maybe nobody in Texas is married anymore.

As a friend said "oops"

Another take, and yet another

This gets a special place in my sense of amusement as my father and stepmother live in Texas, and I may have had some conversations with my father last fall regarding CA Prop-8 where we weren't seeing eye-to-eye.

(for the record, he still hasn't gotten back to me on a certain question that I set him up with already knowing the answer. In his, er, defense, he probably forgot.)

For the record, I believe that powers that be are already in a race to resolve this, and the powers that would like to be are going to make as much hay as they can out of it. I still reserve the right to be amused by it for now.

moody



(sister machine gun)



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