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Archive for January, 2010
Watching Dollhouse
Jan 12th
The show itself isn’t really the subject of this post. For some reason it hasn’t been recording on my DVR and with intermittent reports of it being canceled I thought there was only one final episode I didn’t see… last week’s.
So I went to FOX.com and found there were actually four episodes I’ve missed. What I really want to complain about – because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t complain – is the little 15 second commercial that runs before/during/after. The same 15 second commercial, starting with “Love Hurts” so it’s even more annoying. I hate Nisson right now.
There is only one commercial so it is better than real TV. But come ONNNNNN! One commercial over and over again, especially when I’m watching multiple episodes? That’s not fair!
Yes, I know I could watch it on Hulu, but there’s even more commercials and repetition over there. Just sayin’
Bitch bitch moan moan
Really? How?
Jan 11th
The latest thing is posting just your bra color on facebook which may or may not have started as a Victoria Secret catalog suggestion. Rumor has it that morphed into using the idea to open discussions on breast cancer awareness. It’s all bullshit. We’re all well aware of breast cancer by now.
How exactly does posting your bra color of the day do anything to fight against breast cancer?
Remember all those green washed avatars to support what was it, Iran? How exactly did that make a difference?
The blacked-out avatars at least was a visual clue to whomever was looking that many people were aware of that particular political topic. IIRC it had something to do with copyright laws and screwing people over. At least that did something.
Then there’s the ribbons on your cars. There’s a variety of available ribbons for every friggin’ cause out there. Supposedly if you buy an actual ribbon some of the money goes towards that cause. I’m not sure how accurate that is. But photo-shopping a ribbon on your stupid avatar doesn’t do squat.
Just because it’s so easy to “show your support” of a particular cause it doesn’t really mean you are actually supporting the cause ya know. Stop paying lip service and make some effort.
The next time you’re all fat and happy and say you support X-cause-of-the-day I want to know how. Did you give blood? Donate to cancer research? Send a care package to the troops? Write an actual letter to a politician?
Really? Then stick THAT on your avatar.
Hear Me Roar
Jan 11th
I had this conversation with Casey the other night:
C: You made pork chops?
M: Yes, I made pork chops.
C: And what are these? Au gratin potatoes?
M: Scalloped potatoes.
C: I don’t like pork chops.
M: I don’t care.
C: You should have made ham, don’t you usually make ham steak?
M: I don’t like ham.
C: Since when?
M: I’ve always preferred pork chops over ham. It was your father that always wanted ham.
C: Huh. Did you know you bought chunky peanut butter?
M: I prefer chunky peanut butter.
C: Really? Since when? Nevermind.
M: And you know what else?
(He looks at me warily)
I NEVER HAVE TO LOOK, COOK, OR EAT CREAMED CORN AGAIN!
Free Pass?
Jan 10th
Not that I give a shit how many women Tiger Woods has fucked, other than it’s a shitty way to treat one’s wife. What maybe interests me more is this statement by Brit Hume:
So if you’re a Christian and you ask for forgiveness, you’re off the hook for fucking 17-odd women outside of your marriage? Somehow I don’t think his golf-club wielding wife would agree.
Fucking Christians got some balls, y’all. That’s what I always thought was fucked up about Catholics. You could pretty much do anything you wanted during the week as long as you went in and told it all to some guy in a box, said a few words by rote and went on your merry way. Confess and be absolved.
Then there’s the Purity Balls. Daddy takes little girl out to the fancy ball where she takes a virginity pledge. Creeeeepy. How controlling is that? And where are the Purity Balls for the boys? Oh hell no, they get to go out and screw around all they want with “bad girls” then confess their sins and be forgiven. Then marry virgins who don’t know how to please/be pleased so they have bullshit excuses to go outside their marriage to find sensual women. And sometimes other men, cuz God knows you can’t be gay either.
EVERY SINGLE DAY something comes across my screen that just proves to me that Christianity is fucked up. Hypocrites, egomaniacs, cheaters, or just plain brainwashed idiots. Sheeple led by charismatic shepherds.
I mostly feel sorry for them. Dupes.
My Friend Tee Morris
Jan 9th
He’s one of the most generous men I’ve ever met. 
When our podcasting friend Joe Murphy died, Tee was the front man for the website and podcast, first to raise money for Joe’s family and then to help fight leiomyosarcoma.
Tee was a founder and one of the first authors to give away their audio books at podiobooks.com. He’s been recording and giving away his work since.
Don’t get me wrong, he’s also trying to sell his published books. I really like his Morevi series but Billibub Baddings is my favorite. He and Evo wrote the original Podcasting for Dummies.
Plus, he’s a hell of a DJ. And adorable. And sometimes annoying with all that energy. I could bring up positives about Tee all day.
But with the recent passing of his wife Natalie, he’s now also a single father. The community has come together to help him in one of the few ways we can:
We can help take some of the financial pressure off Tee in raising Sonic Boom. Believe it or not, authors aren’t rolling in it. Hopefully we can be as generous to Tee as he is to us. I’ll be donating as soon as I can.
So if you have a few spare bucks you can send along to someone who will definitely need them please do so.
Where am I?
Jan 7th
Do you prefer Brightkite, Gowalla or FourSquare?
What am I talking about? There are applications to keep track of where your friends are and to let them know where you are. Hey, sometimes you’re hanging out somewhere and you think, “maybe a friend would drop by and hang out with me if they only knew where I was!” Voila! Or if you’re meeting up with a group they can see who is already there.
I use FourSquare because it let’s you sort of compete with your friends and earn points and mayorship of places, stuff like that. But if a place isn’t already in their database you have to manually enter it, which is a pain in the ass on your phone. Asking a business what their complete address is so you enter it right, and then making sure you spell and get the name perfect? Nope.
So then I turn to Brightkite because it pulls it’s information from google. You can almost always find where you are with few clicks. But there’s no extra incentive.
I’ve noticed people using Gowalla, which seems like a combination of both. A searchable database of locations so you don’t have to enter the information yourself AND points and great icons and it says you get perks from the places you visit. I dunno.
And all these link with your twitter/facebook so you can get the information out instantly. I think they all have regular text access too so you don’t need a fancy phone for them.
So before I sign up for Gowalla I thought I’d check with you. Which do you prefer?
The good, the bad and the ugly
Jan 6th
The good: I traipsed up to Fry’s Electronics and for $14 I got an adapter to hook up my old hard drive to my new laptop so I can recover my files. Doing that now a little bit at a time. It’s not attractive but it’s working.
The bad: My friend Tee Morris lost his wife to… I think the flu this morning. I hope he has local support to help him and his young daughter through this difficult time.
The ugly: After Fry’s Electronics, I went to Fry’s grocery store (no relation) to pick up a few things. I cannot believe how many people take joy in standing around blocking the fucking aisles. I went to push my cart past some fat kid twirling around and he crashed right into me. Stupid Mother yelled at me for not watching out for him. I actually said, “Oh I’m sorry, is he retarded?” Kid was like, 12 years old – a little old to have to watch out for as you might a smaller child.
“No he’s not retarded!”
“Then maybe you should keep the little fucker under control!”
It's Official
Jan 6th
As of now, I’m charging for my audio editing skills. I’ll continue to do the ones I’m currently doing for free, but from now on unless I really really like you, I’m asking a fee.
You can see I’ve added a page to my website with some details, so if you want to avail yourself of my free time or know someone who does please pass along the information.
18 Months
Jan 4th
18 months ago tonight was the last time…
I’ve stopped looking. I certainly don’t expect anything that serendipitous to happen again, nor anything more average either. I’ve been hit on exactly once since then if you don’t count my long-lost friend who lives across the frakking country. I don’t expect anything to happen there either. It’s a nice thought though.
You know what I miss most? I miss skin. I miss naked tactile contact. I was never much of a hugger before but now I am, and I think it’s a sub-conscience substitute for that more intimate contact. I think that might be what I miss most about being married… freedom of touching.
My last little encounter, while pleasant, wasn’t even close to good – fast, fun, and other than it being situationally interesting, forgetful.
So what’s wrong with me? I get out and socialize. I’ve stopped actively hunting and being quite so obvious about my needs. I’m clean and not that fat. Everyone tells me they like me, I have friends, and even the occasional meaningless flirtage. But I can’t seem to connect with anyone. I just don’t get it.
What the hell am I doing wrong?
I got it!
Jan 1st
Hang on… I think her name is Crystal or Kristen or Christine or something like that.
Shit. I’m awful.
Duh me! Look her up on Facebook!
Her name is Krystal!
