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In honor of the fact that Snookums, Ferret, and I watched six – yes, SIX – episodes of Buffy Saturday, here’s a timely list of Things I Will Do If I Am Ever the Vampire. (Thanks to John for the link.)

Did I tell you about when we bought the Season 2 DVD? We actually got it at Tesco, which is a British supermarket that also happens to sell DVDs and CDs and appliances and stuff. So we pick up the empty box and head to the checkout to pay and get the actual discs. The guy rings through our other stuff and then does a double-take when he scans the box. “Seventy-five quid? That can’t be right.” “Uh, yeah, it is.” And he’s like, “How many are in there?” And we’re like, “Six.” He looks at us like the geeks we are. “You guys really like Buffy, huh?” We’re now thoroughly embarrased. “Uh, yeah.” He didn’t say anything after that, but I could tell he just wanted to get us out before any of our nerddom rubbed off on him. 🙂

Snookums was telling me about this computer password survey recently. Twelve hundred users were asked which category their passwords fit into. Nearly half were in the “family” group, using their own name or nickname or somebody in their family’s name. “So many people tend to subconsciously believe that their password has to sum up the very essence of their being in one word.” Which is funny when you think about it, because nobody (hopefully) ever sees it! I’ve got four passwords that I tend to rotate. One’s a book, one’s a film reference, and two are places. Hmmm… This might make an interesting poll (since I seem to have lost a lot of you with the Heathers reference).

“Patricia Neal Hopes to Save Theater.” She was Roald Dahl‘s wife. Not that anybody cares but me.

I didn’t find much bloggable today. I think I’ve got an addiction to online content. When there isn’t enough new stuff, I get bored and cranky. I’ll sit here obsessively clicking through my list of links, just waiting for the magic moment when Max or Brigita will publish their new material for the day. Obviously I’m having a bit of a slow period at work. Which is part of it, because I should remember that not everybody spends 10 hours a day online like I do. Other people have lives. Maybe I should try to get one of those.

Anyhoo, my home life will be experiencing a much needed change anyway… because my sister is arriving this Monday to live with me for a few months! Yes, Amy’s going to give London a shot. And contrary to popular believe, no, I’m not forcing her to earn her keep as our housemaid. We’re gonna get her set up in a pub job so we can score lots of free beer. You know, the summer is looking up already!

Huge hugs and good luck go out to my buddy Tara D, who’s competing in this acting/comedy/improv “Survivor” type thing at a Chicago theater tonight. It’s actually been going on for over a month now, and every show a few more people get voted off. Her opening monologue (which I saw when I went home last month) was a dramatic reading of New Kids on the Block’s “Hangin’ Tough.” HILARIOUS. TARA D IS THE STAR OF TOMORROW! And if she wins, she gets five hundred bucks! I wish I were there to vote for her. Good luck TD!

Not that I was really looking forward to seeing it or anything, but it really cheeses me off that the UK will be seeing a censored version of Lara Croft: Tomb Raider. What, it’s okay for 12-year-olds to perv on a woman with 34DD breasts, but we can’t show her headbutting anybody? The knives and throat chops are probably the only highlights of the whole sucky movie.

Heh. I guess Ironminds saw that Salon interview with “Komo” too.

How did I miss this? Pet-Care Tips from the Onion. My favorite: “Pet rabbits often benefit from a glass of white wine and light breading in a rosemary butter sauce.” Hee!

Holy crap! I was totally wrong about the UK-recognizing-gay-unions thing yesterday. Apparently as of September, lesbians and gay men living in London will be able to register their relationships. It doesn’t confer the legal status of “married”, but “it is hoped that it will be accepted as evidence in any dispute or civil action over tenancy, pension or immigration rights.” It’s a step, kids. (I wonder how this affects that hunger strike?)

Salon posted a story written by Komo, the dragon that bit Phil Bronstein. I might find it funnier if Ironminds hadn’t written almost the same thing over a week ago.