Friday, March 31, 2006
About a week ago, I read online on some news site that "Jeopardy" was going to be having their first ever online prelim testing on March 30th. Of course, I signed up. And last night, at the designated time (8pm, PST), I sat my tired ass down in front of Ye Olde Laptoppe and attempted to answer the 50 questions that came at me one every fifteen seconds.
Who is Ken Star?
What is Saudi Arabia?
What is "Little Shop of Horrors"?
Some of that shit, I totally nailed. But the rest of it humbled me greatly. Greatly.
I'm not really expecting a call for the next round. Oh well...at least I tried. AND I knew that Byron was the English poet who died after sustaining injuries fighting for Greek independence (or something along those lines).
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
In other internet news, for those of you looking for something special for the man in your life, might I suggest a Mancho. Or a man-cape. (The good people at Casco Bay Woolworks call it a serape, but really, it's a man-cape.) The style below is called "The Senator." I'd like to veto this and send it back to committee...forever!
And finally: "The Headmaster." If I ever--EVER--saw some assclown walking--nay striding-- around in this, I would literally piss myself and then die of a heart attack laughing. Unless of course he was butt nekkid underneath. THAT would be totally cool.
Monday, March 27, 2006
The banks of Sandy Creek.
There's nothing quite as fun as looking for rocks and the elusive "arrowhead."
There she is in all her glory: Casa Avocado!
Spring in central Texas. Is there anything more lovely?
The birthday girl and Karla May. Keepin' it real since 1969!
Friday, March 24, 2006
Ugh. I'm getting queasy just thinking about it. But hey: at least The Geej likes asparagus and sweet potatoes.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
For the unititated: You put your iPod on random shuffle, and then answer the questions with the song titles of whatever plays. No cheating.
You'll know I didn't cheat because I left in some pretty lame ass bands/songs. Hopefully this, and the fact that I also have Usher, Beyonce, April Wine, and Scritti Politti (among many other "embarassing" artists) on my iPod will prove that, once and for all, I am NOT a music snob.
What is missing from my life?
Sick, Sober and Sorry—Lefty Frizzell
So I guess this means I’m healthy, drunk and unwilling to cop to my mistakes. SWEET!
Will I find love?
See Him on the Street—The Jayhawks
Oh great. I’m going to fall in love with a homeless panhandler. Again.
Will I become rich?
Rockin’ Chair—Louis Armstrong
I take this to mean that yes, I will become rich, and be able to while away my days in a rocking chair. Or else that I’ll become rich through my ownership of a furniture company. But either way, the answer’s yes.
Does someone have a crush on me?
March of the Goober Woobers—47 x It’s Own Weight
You can't make shit like this up. This was the actual song that came on, and this is its actual title. It’s on a compilation CD that I bought off of iTunes. I am doomed.
What is my favorite sexual position?
Dude, you should TOTALLY try the Paranoid Android. All you and your partner need are some flippers, an egg beater, a helmet and some Astroglide, and you’re good to go.
Am I good looking?
Micro Kid—Level 42
Yes. I’m good looking, but only in a very, very small way.
What makes me the most happy?
Finally Made It—Mary J. Blige
I guess “making it” makes me happy...whatever THAT means.
What is my biggest regret?
Spanish Key—Miles Davis
How will I die?
Into the Fold—Luna
The first lines of this song are: “Your face is flushed, and your eyes are closing…” so I’m thinking I'll kick it due to a heat stroke or heart attack, or perhaps--per the title--in a bizarre laundry accident.
Do I act my age?
Milk Cow Blues—Johnnie Lee Wills & His Boys
Um. No comment.
What type of tattoo should I get?
Plants and Rags—Giant Sand
Yeah man, so what I was thinking was like this BIG pot leaf with some Confederate flags waving in the background. That’ll be so rad.
What is my spiritual/animal guide?
El Quarto del Tula—Buena Vista Social Club
Tula’s room! I must get to Tula’s room to find my spiritual destiny!
Do I like pain?
Bayou Schwarz—Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys
Yes. I like pain. But only when I’m traveling through Bayou Schwarz.
Is there anyone else out there like me?
The Unorthodox—Mr. Lif
I think this is a pretty accurate statement.
Do I love to party?
Cello Song—Nick Drake
Nothing says “party” like Nick Drake and cellos. Pass the Dom, bitches!!
Where should I move to?
If You Were the Woman and I Was the Man—Cowboy Junkies
Sounds to me like this is recommending San Francisco…or Bangkok.
Will I ever be president?
Man with Two Hearts—Men At Work
That’s cool. I didn’t want to be president anyway.
What is fun for me?
The Mess We’re In—PJ Harvey
Getting messy IS fun! Cleaning up messes, not so much.
Will I ever learn to fly?
Alison—Elvis Costello & The Attractions
My flight instructor’s name will be Alison. Good to know.
What is my superpower?
Big Rock Candy Mountain—Harry McClintock
Come to think of it, creating huge mountains of candy out of thin air would be a kick ass super power.
Will I be successful?
As in: “No my dear, you won’t be successful. You’ll be drab.”
How often do I get angry?
All I Gave—World Party
I give and give and give, and what do I get from you people!? NOTHING!!! God, that makes me mad!!
What is my favorite thing to do?
What’s the Frequency, Kenneth?--REM
Ham radio with a guy named Kenneth. TOTALLY!! That’s my number one favorite thing to do! Man, this thing is eerie…
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Well, you tell me:
Not so much "big" as it is consistently helmet like.
Cheryl: Keepin' it real for forty years and counting...
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Isn't it pretty?
So I get this thing, not having a clue what to do or how to install it, and rather than bring it in to work and let my friendly neighborhood technogeeks assist me, I wanted to do it all myself.
Getting the drive itself up and running was no biggie. Transferring the picture files over. Piece o'cake. But the whole iTunes/music files transfer? Another story.
See, to save space on my laptop, what I would do is go into my music files and delete the MP3s, but keep the song info in my iTunes. That way, when I'd update my iPod, it would "trick" the iPod into thinking the music was still there, and it wouldn't automatically delete the songs. Well, the iTunes had its revenge for all of my shenanigans.
When I transferred the iTunes over to my new e-drive, I lost nearly 3,000 songs--roughly half of the music I'd loaded in from CDs. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I have spent the better part of the past two weekends reloading stuff...one...CD...at...a...time. Annoying? Oh yeah.
And the other dumb thing I did? I transferred the iTunes program over...not just the music files (which is what I should've done). So now, I have to lug my e-drive to and from work with me if I want to play my iTunes or listen to iTunes radio at work. Which I do. Because I can't stand listening to "office noise" and my noise-cancelling headphones with AC/DC blaring in them is the only thing that keeps me moderately sane in the heart of Cubeland, U.S.A.
Lesson learned: Always, ALWAYS ask the technogeeks for assistance.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Some scenes from their "date."
George: Hey baby. Wanna come check out my bachelor pad?
The Geej (while running): Yes! Yes!
The Geej: I LOVE what you've done with the place! Hey, can I have some of your cookie? I'll give you a kiss...
George: What?! Hell to the no! This cookie rules!
The Geej: Smooch! Smooch! Smooch!
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Funny, funny stuff.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Friday, March 10, 2006
3 best live shows you ever saw (large venue)
This was not easy, as I’ve been lucky to see many kick ass shows. But narrowing it down, in no particular order…
1. Tool. Aenima tour. Atlanta.
I’d never seen Tool live, and I’d gotten introduced to them by a hard-rockin’ friend of mine named Lane who lived in Atlanta. I loved them, and was totally thrilled by the concept of seeing them live. I knew something was up when there was no one—not one single person—selling their tickets outside the venue. But there were hundreds of people outside the venue looking to buy. It was general admission, and the venue was like a big airplane hangar—all one level, no seats. The audience was at least 75% male, but that didn’t stop Lane and I from weaseling our way up toward the stage and into the middle of the most intense mosh pit I’ve ever seen. From the minute the band took the stage, I was mesmerized. Totally transported. The only word I’ve ever been able to find that comes close to describing the whole experience is “tribal.” I was sweaty and exhausted and exhilarated afterward.
2. Radiohead. Kid A tour. Houston (The Woodlands).
Despite the fact that it was a gazillion degrees and about 8000% humidity and that mosquitoes the size of hamsters were eating me alive, this show was beyond amazing. The Ex and I had driven to Houston and spent the day at Astroworld (RIP) riding roller coasters and getting sunburned. Then we drove to the La Quinta near the venue where every room was occupied by other people who were going to the show. The entire hotel was one big party. It was the first American date on this tour, and they came ready to play. Our seats were really good, and the crowd was totally, completely into the music. I got goosebumps at least 50 times during that show because they were just so fucking wonderful.
3. U2. Unforgettable Fire tour. Dallas.
I was a total and complete U2 fan in high school. This show was simply a dream for me. I was 15, and rode the 127 miles to Dallas with a high school dude I had a crush on. He may as well not have even been there during the show, because I was totally transfixed the entire time. When the show finally ended and the lights came up, I burst into tears because I was so overwhelmed and sad that it had ended.
Honorable mention: Prince, Foo Fighters, Lenny Kravitz
3 best live shows you ever saw (smaller venue)
1. David Bowie. The Backyard. (Austin)
2. The Tragically Hip. 5 Points Music Hall. Birmingham, AL
3. Calexico, Emo’s (Austin)
3 most disappointing live shows you ever saw
1. The Cult
2. Eddie Money (go figure!)
3. The Breeders
3 bands that you wish you’d seen live
1. ELO. Jeff Lynne can do no wrong, as far as I’m concerned, and plus they had a big ass spaceship or some such shit on the stage.
2. Earth Wind and Fire. In the 70s. With the outfits and the horns and all the choreography. Get outta town! That would’ve RULED.
3. Jane’s Addiction.
First live show you saw (without parents)
Van Halen. Diver Down tour. Shreveport, LA. I was like 12, and got funny feelings “down there” when David Lee Roth was strutting his stuff. I’d ridden to Shreveport with my friend Traci’s 16-yr. old pothead brother Mark and his friend. I’m sure they were thrilled to have to take us dorks along. We rode in the back of his kidnapper van (no windows, no seats) and weren’t allowed to talk to them during the entire trip. They kept chucking empty beer cans at us. Again: How did I NOT die when I was growing up?
Last live show you saw
Calexico and Iron and Wine at Stubb's this past October.
Most surprising live show you ever saw and why
Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, Liberty Lunch. It was SXSW, early 90s, and I’d gone to Liberty Lunch early to get in, and camp out to make sure I had a good spot for the final band of the night, The Tragically Hip, who I fucking loved. I had no idea who the other bands were on the line up preceding them, and I didn’t care. Then, all of the sudden, the Blues Explosion took the stage and fucking rocked my ass so hard I couldn’t see straight. They had such attitude and were just on fire. Plus, Jon Spencer is a severe hottie, and that didn’t hurt the experience at all.
Live show I went to that would probably surprise you.
Farm Aid. Dallas. Early 90s. And I was on acid, no less.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
This week? Eyes. My eyes. So here they are:
That's kind of a grainy, pixelated version of them, but you get the idea. They're blue, and practically blind. I've been wearing glasses and/or contacts since 5th grade. When I smile, my left one squinches up more than my right one. I have paltry eyelashes, and my brows are blonde (which is also the natural color of my hair). I've only had my brows tweezed once, for my wedding. I thought I was gonna die during the whole ordeal, so I decided not to do it again. On a daily basis, I wear liner, a neutral shadow, and mascara. At night, I put vitamin E oil under them to try (in vain) to stave off the wrinkles. I've only had one black eye, and I got it at a Riverboat Gamblers show at Beerland on my 35th birthday, so I'm pretty proud of that.
So there they are. My eyes.
A real post is to follow this one. I'm sorry I've been so absent. Work continues to kick my ass. Excuses, excuses...
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Saturday, March 04, 2006
When I snapped the following photo, my intent was to get a cute shot of The Geej in her Van Halen shirt and pink Converse hi-tops because she looked too damn adorable. And Ellen was sitting demurely next to her and they were coexisting peacefully. Then this happened. Oh well. It's just a snapshot of reality at my house. A reality that includes that bitchin' butterfly sheet that I have to drape over the bed/pillows to protect them from unreal amounts of Ellen fur.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006