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Just overheard in my office…

Wanker Project Manager to Techie: How big is your memory stick?

Call me childish, but I giggled.

Memo to Iggy Pop: The seven dwarves weren’t from Cinderella, you idiot. If you’re going to try to be all eccentric with your backstage demands, at least get the context right.

Blue Canarian in the escape of the luminous switch, that one that it observes in you. In order to give the form to a small house of the bird in its internal part.

Heh. (Thanks to Meg for the link.)

It’s cool to be a nerd.
So where was I last night when I wasn’t watching Survivor? I was seeing They Might Be Giants in concert! It was seriously one of the best shows I’ve ever seen. It was at the same venue as the Wheatus show, but fortunately the “oi-OI!” girls were nowhere to be seen. In fact, it was a Sea of Geeks. Snookums speculated that “half the servers in London are gonna go down tonight”, judging by the rampant and obvious system administrator drunkenness going on around us. It was worth it though. The guys don’t play London very often, and they seemed genuinely surprised that so many people showed up. (I think it ended up being sold out.) They played for almost two hours, and the set included stuff from their new upcoming album as well as every fan favorite from their back catalog. Snookums nearly fell out of his chair when John launched into “Particle Man” and “Doctor Worm”. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a crowd of people frantically pogo-ing and rocking out to “Birdhouse in Your Soul” and “Your Racist Friend”. They even did “The Guitar (The Lion Sleeps Tonight)” and the incredibly weird “Fingertips”. My favorite moment, though, happened during “Twisting”. As soon as the song started, Snookums and I looked at each other and laughed. Pizza Hut’s been using it in commercials here for their new Twisted Crust pizza. Yes, a song about suicide to advertise pizza. Anyway, in the middle of the song, quiet John threw a “pizzaaaaaa” in the chorus. It was hilarious. Seriously, go buy all of their albums right now.

New Poll: I just had to ask. Who do you think is going to win Survivor? (If you’re not British, I’ve supplied descriptions and links to their profiles.)

Hmmm. As I was typing up the list, I just noticed something. Richard has admitted to studying the US version of the show. Look at who’s left and compare it to the American final three. You’ve got Richard himself, who is obviously playing the “Richard Hatch” role. Then there’s Mick, the old curmudgeon (i.e. Rudy). He’s essential because Richard can beat him in the final immunity challenge, or if the third person wins, they’re more likely to pick Richard to go to the Jury than the nice old guy that didn’t really piss anybody off. Ah, so that leaves us with just one person – the mythical Kelly Wigglesworth. Is it Charlotte or Jackie? Richard obviously wants it to be Jackie, knowing that she’s even more hated than he is. Charlotte’s got too many friends on the jury. So I predict that unless she scores the Immunity idol next week, the Harlotte will be tossed. Too bad.

Huh. Apparently Dave Prowse, who played (the body of) Darth Vader in all three Star Wars movies, has been having some health problems. He’s recovering from some scary operations on his spine. “Maybe the Force was with me,” he said afterwards. I met him a year and a half ago at a collector’s fair in Wembley and he seemed really nice. I’ve got an autographed picture somewhere… I should dig that out and scan it.

Nice article about John Hughes over at Salon. But no mention of Ferris? Shocking omission.

Hmmm. There’s a UK Bloggers meet-up this Saturday in Hyde Park. Should I go? On one hand, it might be fun to meet some of these folks. On the other hand, I’m not British, I’m just a re-located American. I’d feel weird. And the whole point of me having a weblog that I do better on paper than I do in person. I’m really shy around people I don’t know. The blog is where I spout all the crap that would normally only be heard by Snookums and the other people in my house. I dunno. Am I overanalyzing? Should I just suck it up and go? What if I stand around by myself the whole time?

“If you’re a seriously overweight white woman, losing 65 pounds is likely to be as lucrative as an extra year of college or three extra years of work experience.” As if I needed another reason to go to the gym.

Poor Napster. First they bend over and take it from Metallica, and now they’re ditching the mp3 format? Stick a fork in ’em; they’re done.