This is bullcrap. Frrezing
rain, sleet and snow. Wintry mix is an asshole. Around 1:30
or so, we were looking out the window at the poor unfortunate soul in the
parking lot. Diligently scraping at his windshield and making no
progress whatsoever.
"He doesn't even have the car running;
he's never going to get it cleared."
"Look at his plates--California.
He doesn't know what he's doing."
"He's not even wearing a coat!"
I couldn't watch him chipping away
slowly at the tiny hole he'd made. So I went down to tell him to
start up the defrost.
"I'm from California; I've never
had to do this before!"
Our office closed at 2:30 today.
My boss said this is the first time she's ever closed the office for weather.
After about half an hour of car cleaning (and helping others) I was on
my way. People were being ever-so-careful driving that my average
speed on the way home was FIVE. In the end, despite leaving
my desk so early, I didn't even get home until 5.
Oh fuck. Thunder outside.
This killed me; I think I may have
snorted:
"Ron invaded my personal bubble!"
The puppets live here.
Harry Potter Posts: 29
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Woot! Over 6,000 hits!
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How Rude!
- Two in a Row
11/29/06
One week ago, I was sunning myself
on the beach, watching a group of guys trying to catch something
in the surf. (I don't know what it was, but it made one of them yelp
like a little girl. Jellyfish?)
Now? Potential snow thunderstorm,
up to a foot of snow and ice. That's bullshit.
A guy on the radio during rush hour
said he thinks it's all hype. That the news channels are trying to
drum up viewers for sweeps by hyping the weather. Hope so.
I slimmed down the links in the sidebar.
H hasn't posted since July, so she came down. The Jude blog stopped
getting updated, too. The Grey's Writers' blog has caused me to lose
interest in the FICTIONAL Grey's blogs. And I stopped reading Anonymous
Lawyer a while ago. For some reason, the exploits of a soulless corporate
lawyer and his utter disregard for those around him just isn't as funny
as it used to be. Go fig.
Dropped the Cavalier off at Dobbs
this morning for an oil change (and because my coolant light has been on
for 3 weeks). Picked it back up at lunch to be told, "Your coolant
level was fine, but the light won't turn off." Ummmmmm, okay.
So we'll see how much it annoys me as to whether I take it back in to get
that fixed.
Scary Statistic: The
Cardinals won the world series at home during the first year in their new
stadium. The last time that happened it was 1912--RED SOX @ FENWAY.
They won three more in the next 6 years, then nothing for 86 years.
SO, when we win in 2012, don't go trading anybody with a nickname who can
curse us. OKAY?!?
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Unbranded
- One in a Row
11/28/06
Okay, so I can't handle wearing clothes
with logos. I'd avoided them in the past, but during the Pensacola
trip, I found a REALLY pretty purple top at Tommy Hilfiger with just a
tiny little logo. Sadly, I spent all day Monday trying to pick the
lint off my left boob. The little fleck of white just kept catching
my eye. It sucked.
So, we had a deal. And while
I appreciate the industriousness, I did say "every person who comments
to this post," so the plethora of posts from MY FAMILY don't count.
In the end it comes down to: Jen, Aunt Sa, Dad, Amy, Katie, and I'll let
"Adam Wainwright" count, because that was funny. Plus, I said when
I got back, not immediately after I got back. Starting now, six consecutive.
Promise.
Quiz! It's a cute format, different.
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Let's Make
a Deal
11/17/06
Vacation, again! I'm spending
the next week (Saturday to Saturday) in Pensacola with family. It's
time once again for the pilgrimage to visit Gwen & George.
This means no posts. There
is no internet in Pensacola. What? There's not!
But, and here's where the deal comes
in, for every person who posts a comment to this post while I'm gone (be
sure to put your name in the comment somewhere if you don't have a livejournal
ID), I promise to post that many days in a row once I get back.
Yeah?
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The Future
is NOW!
11/16/06
So there's some talk about whether
Tivo (and the like) are making commercials irrelevant, or at least ineffective.
Gretchen, Jen & I were actually talking about this (somewhat) at breakfast
yesterday. Gretchen hadn't heard of something that Jen & I were
discussing, and attributed it to the fact that she watches everything on
Tivo and so she doesn't see commercials anymore.
But the new strategies are hitting.
They've gone beyond the product placement approach. While watching
NBC (Earl, The Office, 30 Rock), they each did it. On Earl, in one
of the promos right at the beginning of the break (or the end, I'm not
for sure) they actually advertised one of the ads.
"Who's Ellen working with now?
Watch for her new commercial during the show!"
It was just another AmEx commercial.
Then during The Office, Kevin was
monologuing about how they don't give him much responsibility around the
office, but the one thing they let him do is shred documents. He
was really excited about getting to use the shredder--about how it could
shred anything, "It can shred a CD, and watch this--a credit card!
And... oh crap."
I thought the big staples logo was
the extent of the ad, but NO! Wait for the synergy--followed in the
next break (and also during the next show) by a standard commercial for
the shredder. (It's seventy bucks, that's nonsense.)
Then 30 Rock (which just isn't growing
on me) was doing an episode where they were supposed to put corporate products
into the sketches (which included a big toungue-in-cheek spiel about Snapple).
So tell me, interesting or just a
marketing nerd on the loose?
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Dude, You
are NOT Subtle
11/15/06
Like, at ALL.
I went out to breakfast this morning
with Jen & Gretchen, and our waiter, Dan (Dave?) introduced himself--to
my chest. Seriously, "my name is Dan-Dave," right at my boobs.
I looked over at Gretchen with my "Did that seriously just happen?" look,
to which she responded, "Yeah, he was totally staring at your boobs."
What the hell, man? Not on.
I GOT MY CHIP & DIP BOWL BACK!!!
And it is the coolest.
Val & I went to ladies' night
at the U City Melting Pot tonight.
It's different than the West County
one. First, no goodie bag, which is a real shame, because a goodie
bag from there would be way better, because the surrounding merchants in
West County suck. Also, WC has a completely pre-set menu, while UC
just has a pre-set entree and for the other three courses you can choose
anything on the menu. So, both good, just different.
It is possible that God doesn't want
Val & I to eat at the U City melting pot, because the last two times
that we've gone, there has been inclement weather--this time rain threateneing
snow, last time massive sleet. But we will not be stopped.
We both left completely stuffed, PLUS lunch for tomorrow--despite Valerie's
inherent desire to eat every piece of food on the table, even if she know
it will make her sick to eat all that food. She's getting better,
though.
Our waiter was lacking. He
was rushing through everything, and was generally inattentive. We
were disappointed in him.
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Contemplating
My Navel (and Yours, Too)
11/14/06
So, I was just thinking today:
Is the belly-button really medically necessary in this day & age?
We've come to think of it as a body part, but isn't it just bad plastic
surgery?
Is it possible for a doctor to cut
the umbilical cord close to the tummy, and close it up with stitches, leaving
just a little line of a scar instead of the little twist we have now?
What would you think if you saw somebody
who didn't have a belly button? Would it freak you out? Would
a doctor do it if you asked? Would you want your kid to have the
new style?
Also, that's a tube back there, so
what would it look like? Would it still sink in, or would it look
like any other crease between abdominal muscles?
This is where my mind goes when it
wanders off. I NEED ANSWERS, PEOPLE!!
Kyle XY has no tummy button.
He seems fine with it.
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Long Ago,
Far Away
11/12/06
Cinemax has been running all 6 Star
Wars movies back to back this weekend. It's mostly just serving to
reinforce my opinion that the prequels should have just been scrapped in
favor of one movie called "Pod Races and Badass Lightsaber Fights."
And my belief that Luke is truly his father's son.
Luke: But I was gonna go to the toshi
station and pick up some power converters!
Anakin: But Master Obi-Wan won't
let me take the trials!
Whiny little bitches.
Katie mentioned that the first anniversary
is paper, so I put up some paper. Scroll down.
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Blog-iversary!
11/11/06
Hey! So it's been a whole year
since I let Jen & Val talk me into starting this blog. I gots
no follow up, I'm just sayin'.
Spent the day with Jen (appearances
by Bob). We went to another morning movie ($4--can't beat that with
a stick!), Stranger Than Fiction this time. It's REALLY good.
It's got some really funny moments, but it's very poignant, too.
Then we hit the Mills. Bob
& I got shoes (all set for winter shoes now) and Jen got clothes.
After a late lunch at Longhorn, we decided to ditch Bob's ass. We
had a discussion about whether or not Bob was a huge nerd since he uses
words like 5uxx0r5 in real life (or IRL, if you prefer), as if they were
actual words. He claims it's ironic and he can do that because he's
1337. I have my doubts.
Tried to pick up our pottery from
last weekend, but the freaking place closes at 5 on Saturdays!!!
So we'd driven all the way to South County for nothing. And South
County is FAR. So as not to waste the trip, we went to the South
County mall to get in a little more shopping.
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Re-Enfranchised
11/9/06
First off, Last (probably)
Cardinals
World Series Comment: The only world series game that I did not
watch was game two. Do you know why? Because only assholes
win it in four.
So, this year I was about to become
a totally disenfranchised voter. I've voted three times: 2000, 2004,
and now 2006. And in both of the first two elections, every race
or initiative that I actually cared about lost. I went to bed thinking
that I was disappointed in the state of Missouri, that it was time to move
to the coast, where I wouldn't spend election night cursing the close-minded
morons that apparently surround me.
But when I woke up, the world was
new and the midterms were MIDTACULAR.
I voted electronically and it was
super cool. For those of you who wouldn't brave the line (it was
more or less equal at my polling place), you get several races on the screen
each time and when you log your answers they scroll by on a little print
out to the left of the screen.
The line to vote electronically ran
right next to the row of voting machines, and I kept staring at the plugs
& power switch on the back wondering what would happen if I unplugged
it. It was that whole "I want to, but I shouldn't" internal struggle.
Plus, Rummy resigned, and--most important
of all--Britney filed for divorce from Kevin. It's a good day and
a whole new world.
The only thing that didn't go the
way I wanted was the "Fuck The Smokers" tax, and I was really just in favor
of that out of spite. It doesn't affect me either way. I just
figured, let's get some money for the government that doesn't come from
me. Second-hand smoke reparations.
Okay, Dems, we're giving you a chance,
don't fuck it up.
I painted pottery with Jen &
Katie last Friday. You have to wait a week to get your stuff back.
I hope it turned out cool.
Remember that thing where I was going
to keep a separate website of my working out and stuff? Yeah.
That's not gonna happen. Let's be realistic, it's enough of a struggle
for me to update here regularly, much less another site. Plus, I
didn't update it for weeks and I only got one person harassing me about
it (Thanks, Dad). So, I'll just add it to the blog. I've been
doing REALLY well with the workouts. I've gotten in the three a week
I'm supposed to do for the last two weeks, and as of tomorrow's workout,
it'll be three weeks. I need to work harder on the water drinking
and bringing my lunch to work.
Grey's Anatomy was too traumatic
tonight. Despite the slap fight.
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Finally, the
Official World Series Blog Post
11/1/06
CARDINALS ARE THE CHAMPS! I
was so excited when I heard the slap of the last pitch against Yadi's glove,
that I screamed so loud I hurt my throat AND my ears. Everytime Detroit
was up, I was cheering on Weaver, and I kept calling him Jeff Jeffty-Jeff,
which I knew I'd heard somewhere, but I couldn't place it. But I
kept playing it in my head and figured it out. It's Eddie Izzard.
Thanks to a google search for the phrases "Jeffty Jeff" & "Eddie Izzard,"
I was able to find which of his CDs it was from. So I found
the clip and sent it to Katie, you can hear it here.
So, in quick summary:
Favorite Post-Game Quotes:
Scott Rolen: "It was supposed
to be SLEETING and THIRTY in Detroit tomorrow, and we would have had to
get on a plane at 3 am, so this was MUST WIN!" (always so logical)
Adam Wainwright: "I was just
breathing through my eyelids."
Favorite Fan Sign: "Hit it to
the Pitcher!"
I was very proud of St. Louis for
not being assholes and causing destruction after the game. Everybody
was just really excited.
On Saturday I called Jen to see if
she & Bob would be back from Chicago in time to go to the rally on
Sunday, if I managed to get us all tickets, only to find out that Bob had
puppy-dogged his way out of the trip so he could watch the game.
So I filled them in on the rally ticket situation and we both spent about
45 minutes of our Saturday afternoon in the Cardinals' "Virtual Waiting
Room." THAT'S an annoying process. Every 30 seconds the screen
automatically refreshes and tells you how you STILL can't get tickets and
to just sit and wait.
When Jen & Bob got tix in section
430, we figured I wouldn't get anything any better, so I closed out of
the queue.
We headed downtown around 11:30 and
strolled around downtown, looking for something that was open and not insanely
full of people. We weren't having much luck, and had just about resigned
ourselves to just bucking up for stadium food, but gave one more try at
Max & Erma's, in the Drury Hotel. It was completely empty, I
guess people just weren't straying past the courthouse.
Here's Jen & Bob in front of
the red water in the fountain:
People were absolutely everywhere
during the parade. The crowd was so thick I'm sure a lot of people
couldn't see a thing, they were just happy to be there. (Look at
the building roof & the parking garage.) That's the Clydesdale's
you can kind of see coming down the street, under the traffic light:
We were pretty high up, but that's
okay, because that meant we could see the parade coming down the street!
But here's the thing, we were sitting behind this family, and BOTH of the
kids were wearing DETROIT colors!!! (The girl was wearing an orange
visor, which she took off, I think we might have embarassed her when I
asked her mom about the orange & blue--the boy's hat even has a "T"
on the front.) The mom swears it was an accident.
Plus, thanks to the magic of 6 megapixels,
here are the Cardinals!! I've labeled who I could identify.
(Now that I think about it, I think the guy in the brown by Weaver is Duncan.)
Click to enlarge to full megapixely-goodness.
Right at the end, some moron jumped
onto the field, but was quickly subdued by the authorities. He was
looking up into the crowd like he was seeking a reaction, but the cop leading
him was having none of it, pushed his head down. It was fantastic.
Here are the videos I shot during
the rally:
Clydesdales pull the beer wagon
with the WORLD SERIES TROPHY!!! Katie's the voice you hear that's
excited about the trophy--Jen's the one excited about the dalmation. .
Fredbird came out on to the field.
Is it just us, or does it look like he's had a few? Seems like a
bit of a stagger to me. Like he's just wandering around, no particular
destination. .
Yay! Fireworks. Although
the general consensus was that this would have been much cooler if it were
dark out, and not 4ish. .
Somebody's kid is loose on the field.
My favorite part is when he lays out on home plate and does a few dirt
angels. .
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