Month: July 2004
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Sick and tired.Just finished my second week at the new job… and I’m sick as a dog. I started getting a sore throat yesterday at work and now it’s turning into a full blown illness of some kind. I’m all hot and muddle-headed. I’m terrified that my wicked tonsilitis from last year will return and…
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Just got back from seeing Fahrenheit 9/11 at a special preview. It was completely sold out. Never seen anything like it. Too late to write any more… and besides, I want to have this absentee ballot request form in the mail tomorrow.
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What’s your ideal job? Mine is an “Animal Therapist”, and Snookums is a “Monkey Impressionist”. Seriously. Actually those two kind of go together… (Link courtesy of Max the Human Shield.)
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Finally, another finished object: self-patterning socks for Mom! I used Opal Sockenwolle that I got from Knit-It in Beecroft. As all the previous socks I’ve knitted are too baggy to be worn with shoes, I tried to make this pair a bit smaller and tighter than normal. I can just get them over my chubby…
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I was just surfing my sister’s online wedding registry when I saw that she had requested this Tiki Head Tissue Box. *snort* That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. I want one!
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I giggled way too much reading Helen’s explanation for her decision to officially barrack (Americans: substitute “root”) for the Essendon Aussie Rules team. My favorite reason she offers is: “[AFL] players hug each other in a caring and proud manner upon doing something good in a game.” I totally get that.
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Pretty trippy. (Link courtesy of Matthew, who suggests ingestion of drugs for proper viewing experience.)
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Ah, it’s good to feel the Roger Clemens hate. I was annoyed when I read that he was pitching to my boy Mike Piazza in the All-Star game, but afterwards I felt pretty darn cheerful that he’d completely blown it. Obviously my constant harping on the man has been the equivalent of a blogging voodoo…
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Mortification. Woman: “Wow, it’s really busy in here.”Me: “Yeah, I’m still adjusting to running around on my feet all day!”Her: “Sure, and especially since you have a bun in the oven…”Me (after thinking about this for five seconds): “WHAT? I’m not pregnant!“Her: “Oh my God. I’m so sorry. You just looked like you had a…
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Movie Reviews:People tend to think of me as a bit of a sci-fi film nerd, but for years I harbored a deep and dirty secret: I’d never seen Blade Runner. Recently I decided to remedy that. The only problem is that the DVD has been discontinued or something, so my local Blockbuster only had one…