In other news, the Windows XP setup on the pitiful laptop here at work now says: Setup will complete in approximately: after you’re dead (Really.)
Skip the dating show bit in TAP: Web Feature: Queer Factor and read the part about Queer Eye. The “cartoon utopia” aspect is precisely why I enjoy the show so much – and why I enjoyed the film Big Eden despite some character development shortcomings. It is lovely to have even a one-hour vision of what the world is like… Read more »
Tonight I’m going to the Blue Man Group‘s rock show. I saw their show “Tubes” in Boston with my ex-husband a couple of years ago, and it was one of the most amazing artistic experiences of my life. Even better than Queensryche’s “Operation: Mindcrime” tour. ;) What’s cool about my life right now: this is not the only non-homework event… Read more »
Fear was all from The Dog. A fly came into the apartment, and she hid in the bedroom because flies mean I’m going to roll up a magazine and try to swat them. That makes a loud noise, so it’s scary. I can’t tell you the reasoning behind hiding from the plastic bag of frozen hash browns, though. Triumph was… Read more »
Dear Alan Moore: I read League. Well, I tried. Maybe Watchmen was the apex of your career – it was amazing, and revolutionary, and I loved it. This… not. Dear Guy at Dragon’s Lair: When I told you my heart was breaking because The Invisibles was over, you recommended Transmetropolitan instead of Planetary. What the hell were you thinking?
I could not have set my expectations low enough for League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. The best thing about it was the matinee pricing. However, my walk there proved that I now live only 15 minutes away from The Alamo Drafthouse North and The Quilt Store. They’re in the same parking lot – it’s very convenient.
As I was deciding in May to discontinue my current relationship, I suddenly became aware of the tiny empty eggshells all over my old neighborhood. I never saw the new birds, but they had left me encouragements. Then I moved to my new apartment and on the second night I was here, the courtyard was full of fireflies. My mother… Read more »
…do not take anyone you care about to a concert involving bagpipes if that person has just had a root canal. It is unkind.
I have this constant, low-level fear that I really don’t want to know anything – that I’m simply going through the motions and finding out where information is kept, but resisting building a knowledge base in any particular area because I’m just too lazy to bother. I have many proof points for this assertion, including my bizarre ability to skim… Read more »
So here I was thinkin’ that a bunch of y’all had gone and forgotten my birthday. On September 2nd, M. (VA) called thinking it was my birthday. I didn’t post about it because it seemed random. Then on the 3rd, J. (IL) emailed, saying he was 1.9 days late and did I do anything fun for my birthday. Then K…. Read more »