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Archive for April, 2008
Little comments about little things
Apr 30th
Clicked on a link for this kid Andrew Johnston who, like Paul Potts last year, looked like blah-nothing until he opened his mouth and glorious singing came out. I have no desire to attend or listen to Opera but I have serious respect for people who can sing at that level.
When I was in High School, we had an assistant principal named Mr. Florido. Quiet little dude, always had a half-smile and interacted well with the students. One of my favorite administrators ever. Then one day he walked into our choir class and opened his mouth and magic came out. He sang . . . something, I don’t know what but there’s no way even the most callas teenager could disrespect it. I Googled his name today just for shits and giggles and now he’s a Roman Catholic priest in California. And a Democrat.
I’m hoping he still sings.
Def Leppard on Dancing With The Stars? What. The. Fuck! And if they were going to have two regular cameras on the bored-looking drummer, what was that fish-eye webcam supposed to show us? I’m okay with this week’s cutting of Shannon, and I know Marissa is going soon. She’s so adorable, but she ain’t gonna win. Great that she’s made it this far though. She should get an award for most improved.
I watched Sweeney Todd last night. Ever wonder if Burton, Depp and Carter do threesomes in the bedroom too or do they save all that chemistry for on screen?
I watched No Reservations this morning. Nice to see once.
I did have a really nice birthday. Ginnie took me for my very first mani-pedi. Yes, it was nice but it’s definitely a luxury I won’t bother to afford regularly. I’ll enjoy my matching hands and feet until they rot and leave it at that. After I dropped her off I took myself out for a chef’s salad at Big Apple. I love love love their cinnamon French salad dressing.
Two mobile programs walked into a bar . . .
Apr 30th
and fucked up my livejournal for a while. I tried to delete those as fast as I could but if my friends got inundated with stupid little picture posts I’m sorry.
I tried to download traffic/weather client onto my mobile and for some reason it interacted with a LJ client I already have and published all the icons automatically. That’s not supposed to happen!
I apologize.
Get over it.
I'm frustrated and annoyed
Apr 29th
I’ve found a forum that’s even quicker on the locked-thread draw than the KT.
They are very preemptive on the “oh noes, they might get into a heated discussion!!!111!!11″ so let’s stop it RIGHT NOW.
Whatever happened to being an adult and being able to argue without taking it so personally? I HATE ALL THIS POLITICALLY CORRECT SHIT!!!
Someone made a complaint about something I said (not unusual if you know me) and I defended it and someone else entered the discussion and so on. That whole tangent of the thread had pretty much resolved itself and moved onto something else and BAM! Closed with no warning. Again. This happens every time the debate gets interesting.
This moderator didn’t even bother to pm or calm people in the thread, he just slammed the door. And there was another moderator IN on the discussion! That’s fucking rude, man.
We’re all adults. The thread is in the WI3D section of the forum and its about a show where adults drink and talk about all kinds of crap including drinking, geeking, sex, child raising, religion, shit what else have we talked about? We don’t agree about everything. We argue a bit, but in the end walk away laughing and having a good time. WE’RE ADULTS!
I really resent when someone comes in and tells me to shut up. That’s what closing a thread is. Treating people like children. I can see it when a thread gets out of control and into flaming or gets really ugly, but you warn people first.
So yeah, I sent Ian a pm asking why. I dunno how patient I’m going to be for an answer. I might just start a new thread.
It’s funny how I know two separate Scotsmen named (variations of) Ian. One I love to death and the other I barely tolerate. One thinks he’s the shit and isn’t – and the other has the shit to back it up.
Officially My Birthday!
Apr 29th
You say it’s your birthday
It’s my birthday too–yeah
They say it’s your birthday
We’re gonna have a good time
I’m glad it’s your birthday
Happy birthday to you.
Yes we’re going to a party party
Yes we’re going to a party party
Yes we’re going to a party party.
I would like you to dance–Birthday
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday
I would like you to dance–Birthday
Dance
You say it’s your birthday
Well it’s my birthday too–yeah
You say it’s your birthday
We’re gonna have a good time
I’m glad it’s your birthday
Happy birthday to you.
Great Weekend
Apr 28th
machinegirl made my favorite cake! I picked her up Saturday morning and we hit BevMo and then onto the studio. Doug and his family where there cuz it was his birthday too! So we did the show (great show, I’m loving this more and more each time) and then had cake and hung for a while and then Mike decided to do steaks on the grill. There was a visitor-fan named Keith there all day who twice mentioned he listens to me and Tim for pointers about parenting. His kids are little. That day was so much fun.
Yesterday morning we got up and finished cleaning the house and people started showing up. Dani and CJ and Dan and Evo and Sheila. I got presnents I didn’t expect and great conversation that I did. My kids told me after wards that my friends aren’t as geeky as they thought they’d be and everyone seemed to have a good time.
I tried to get online last night but Kira was sleeping right next to the desk and I couldn’t turn the light on and I don’t touch type so well in the dark. And when drunk. I dunno which was worse the dark or the drink but either way I should have stayed offline.
Reality check this morning. I got one email calling me out about last week’s show and my opinion about spanking. Children, that is. He’s entitled to his opinion and I’m entitled to mine. Swellerific if his kids are perfect angels that grow up nice and non-irritating to others. Not all of mine needed spanking (specifically swats on the butt or slaps on the hand) but when they did, I didn’t hesitate to do it. And when they grew up to be teenagers they could say “My Mom would KILL ME if I did that” and maybe they’d believe it and not do that thing.
What’s more effective? My parents would be very disappointed in me or my parents would KICK MY ASS?
Another email was someone I barely know asking for divorce advice.
I’ll have to think about both responses.
In response to her husband's weak attempt at chivalry
Apr 27th
http://www.annemccaffreyfans.org/forum/showthread.php?p=942566#post942566
Dude, we have no idea what she’s like at home. We only see the side she shows in here and seriously? I have no respect for her. She’s an attention seeking (I won’t use the usual word out of respect for the site) ignorant, nay stupid woman that continuously posts crap threads disguised as asking for advice and are really narcissistic attempts to toot her own bizarre and dangerously destructive whore-n. Oops I said it after all.
And then she backtracks faster than a crack ho. When people call her on her crap, she tries to pretend she meant something totally different or benign like we’re too stupid to see right through it. Someone told the girl she was smart and she believed it. They lied.
I’m standing right behind Cav on this one. I’m pretty sure there’s a line.
I’d be careful if I were you. She informed us all years ago that you don’t exist when you’re not in the same room.
Just so you know. I’ve had three really large glasses of hard cider and something else and I’m a little intoxication/fucked up. I’m amazed I can type this up in the dark. And even still I know you don’t hyphenate ad-hominem. They deserve each other.
I'm gonna get banned this time.
Apr 27th
The stupidest femoron on the planet is at it again:
Okay, I’m about to sit through a one-hour commencement ceremony, a two-hour ceremony, then another one hour ceremony. I may just die of boredom.
What can I do while sitting there to keep myself amused while the bigwigs drone, *without* getting kicked out of the ceremony and/or arrested?
My only idea so far is my Nintendo DS with the sound turned off.
Way to set an example for the students around you. Just be sure not to cackle out loud or holler woot! when you beat a level. :shake:
You never cease to amaze me with your inability to act like a member of the human race. It ain’t all about you, ya know. Nobody enjoys those ceremonies (okay, there may be one or two people that thrive on pomp and circumstance) but they attend as a show of RESPECT for the accomplishments of the students. They can’t all have fun ticker-tape parades for graduating, so they get commencement ceremonies. Suck it up and sit quietly just to prove you can.
I’m betting you can’t.
Birthday Prep
Apr 25th
Which is the reason I’ve been pushing on getting the painting done. I’m having a Birthday BBQ for myself Sunday evening. Couple of friends and some family. My Birthday isn’t actually until Tuesday though. And I’m turning 47.
There’s a little friend-political issue that I hope doesn’t blow up in my face. I remember having the same problem after my parents divorced. I had to decide which parent to invite to which event cuz lawd knows they can’t/don’t want to be around each other. I want who I want at my party and I hope those who I didn’t invite – for a very specific reason – don’t get their feelings hurt. Or, who knows, maybe they wouldn’t have come anyway and I’m angsting over nothing.
Anyway I’ve been culling my music collection for my very favorite songs to burn CDs. I have an excellent surround sound system in my living room and I want to take advantage of it. The problem is, even after dumping more than half the stuff I copied from Max’s portable drive, I STILL have too much to chose from. I’m not even through the Cs and I have almost 4 hours of music selected.
Maybe I should limit it to one song per artist?
I dunno. I might cop out and just burn a CCR cd and maybe some Eagles. Or Grand Funk Railroad. Or Journey. Wait . . . Skynyrd! Or Queen? How about Red Hot Chili Peppers. Damn! Beatles . . . Stones . . . Aerosmith . . . SHIT!
