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Saturday, July 11th, 2009
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seserakh
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For Godzilla. As far as I can tell, "Yes" is the default answer.
Thank you everyone for your totally sweet birthday wishes. I wish you were here in Colorado so you could come over and drink manhattans with me on Sunday! OH MAN THAT WOULD BE SUCH A PARTY.
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bayfm
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There is a 13 degree difference between the tomorrow and Sunday. Why am I not working the tent sale on Sunday? I will be so sweaty tomorrow that those people who see me will, in the future, have a hard time meeting my gaze. As if they had seen me naked. It will be like that. I will be so embarrassingly sweaty that people may actually fear me.
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bayfm
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Nik today, gone tomorrow.
Nik flew in last night and flew out tonight. How did the interview go? It's anybodies guess. But it lasted a whole day (his one break was lunch. with the ceo). I want Nik to move here and so to help this happen I am going to ... uh... build a model SkyLab? I don't really know.
Also, for my birthday Matt got me two things, one was a copy of the Black Mask soundtrack. I love this CD, but if you buy it people will steal it from Josh Dahl, just a warning. He also bought me Peggle DS and I was super excited! Then I couldn't find my DS. I was so sad! Then I found it today and now I don't even need friends anymore! Oh yeah, Matt also bought my new Saucony's but he doesn't count that as a birthday present for some reason. Just like last year; he bought me a fancy new backpack a few days before my birthday, but he didn't count that either. A
I wanted to listen to Neil deGrasse Tyson on NPR tonight at 8pm, but Nik wouldn't let me because he said I have to pay attention to him instead. But Nik never tells me anything about space*!
One of only 4 negative traits that Nik has.
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Wednesday, July 8th, 2009
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ruakh
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I finished my bathroom book, Anne of Green Gables, by L.M. Montgomery. I knew that theoretically children's novels aren't for adults, but really, this is the first time I've actually felt that myself, at least to this extent. It's a lot like some books I enjoyed ten or fifteen years ago, and I think I would have liked it a lot had I read it then, but I guess it's too late now. My childhood is gone. *sheds a tear*
I'm now bathroom-reading Word Freak: Heartbreak, Triumph, Genius, and Obsession in the World of Competitive SCRABBLE Players, by Stefan Fatsis. My friend Jacob gave it to me as a birthday present back when everyone assumed (understandably, but mistakenly) that I was obsessed with Scrabble.
One chapter is about a player named Matt Graham ("Matt") who's very smart and imaginative, but has had little success as a comedian. On pages 156–7, we get some examples of "Matt"'s stylings:
- I recently trained my dog to sit every time he hears a bell. And then I put a bell around his neck. Doesn't get around much anymore. Not much of a watchdog — but a super gargoyle. Haven't seen an evil spirit lately, and that's upped my holiday mood.
- Last Friday, my roommate sent me out to get some canned fish, because we're having some Catholic survivalists over for dinner. Weirdest thing happened. I'm coming up the steps, I stumble, all the groceries fall down the stairs. Bizarre experience, but it gave me an idea. Couple nights later I was driving the wrong way down a one-way street. Cop pulled me over. I told him I was spawning. He said, “Young man, I have some reason to believe you're DUI. You know what that is?” I said, “Do I!”
- As a child I was in and out of institutions — visiting my parents. My mother's schizophrenic. Of course, I prefer to think of her as a “people person.” And my father, he's manic-depressive. Has these terrible mood swings. Once he sent me a postcard. It said, “Having a wonderful time. Wish I were dead.”
I really love the second one.
This entry is a response to this entry by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ginamariewade.
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hyperform
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So after staying in the Stanley Hotel last night and watching Animal Planet for a while, I decided that I really need to open my dream museum, the Museum of Ultimate Super-Badasses.
There was a guy who was bitten by the most poisonous snake in the world, which has venom that makes all of your red blood cells EXPLODE and so he was bleeding out of his eyes, his nose, his ears, his mouth, everywhere where blood could leak out of. And the doctors couldn't even check his blood because everything in it had been dissolved by the venom, so they said it wasn't even identifiable under a microscope as human blood. This was on September 11, 2001. There were only two places in the country that had the antivenin, one in New York City, and one in California. The doctor waited on the phone with the FAA for TWELVE HOURS in order to get clearance to fly ONE PROPELLER PLANE from California to Miami to deliver this antivenin, since New York was pretty much right out. Meanwhile the guy is bleeding and his internal organs are being destroyed and the venom is eating away at everything it comes into contact with, and he doesn't get the antivenin until TWENTY FIVE HOURS after he was bitten, when it usually kills in one hour. I think that that guy needs a wall in the Museum of Ultimate Super-Badasses. And the entire time when he's telling this story, he's like "I don't blame the snake, the snake was doing what all snakes do, it didn't want to go in the box, it was annoyed and defending itself." The doctor needs a wall in the museum too, for keeping the dude ALIVE for that long in order to administer the antivenin.
Then there was another guy that was attacked by a mountain lion and got most of his scalp torn off of the back of his head down to the skull, and the entire time his wife is beating the thing with a giant redwood branch and stabbing it with a pen and it would just NOT leave. After they finally beat it off, he gets up and RUNS DOWN THE MOUNTAIN TO THE HIGHWAY, WITH MOST OF THE SKIN ON HIS HEAD MISSING AND HIS LIPS TORN OFF.
That guy pisses guns. That MAY possibly be the most awesome act of ultimate superbadassery I've ever heard of.
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bayfm
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Also: I donated to WHYY for the first time ever yesterday. Good times. If you love the This American Life podcast maybe you want to do it too? It was very quick like they promise and the message thanking you for donating is, of course, adorable and doesn't use the formal terminology you would expect.
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bayfm
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRETCHEN!
Three of my favorite things about Gretchen:
1. One of the best voices I've ever heard. This is not even a joke, she should clearly do ads or something. It's strong and melodic (not sing songy, though, because that's kind of annoying).
2. She makes quilts and fancy meals and paintings of Tim Armstrong and laughs at dirty jokes. She is IMPOSSIBLE to describe to people.
3. Gretchen likes to conspire for no reason at all. Which, as it turns out, doing things in a conspiratorial way is always fun.
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bayfm
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Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal is my new favorite* thing.
Also, I'm going to be in a wedding in June. It will be my first time. It's going to be a fancy wedding, so I have to try to not eff it up. It's Matt's sisters wedding (to a man named, awkwardly, Matt). I'm going to don a bridesmaids dress and everything. Also, she asked me what I want to eat, because I'm the only vegetarian she knows. I think this makes this the farthest ahead I've ever ordered a meal. I hope they remember my side of sour cream!
For the Canadians: Favourite.
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Dear livejournal,
Two days ago, I was hit on by a thirteen year old. He spoke with a lisp, and had kool-aid stains around his mouth.
Today, I am going to the Stanley Hotel, where I hope to invoke the powers of the evil twin ghosts to visit their wrath upon this transgressor of propriety and personal boundaries. I will return tomorrow, hopefully with enough power to trap that kid in a photograph forever.
Love,
Cherie
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hyperform
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Happy birthday, America! You go, girl! Let's all celebrate the country that would never turn out a television show as awful as Degrassi: The Next Generation!
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bayfm
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So Matt was going to be late picking me up from work and I could have just walked home, but instead I walked to some stores and waited for him there where, while I was waiting I was doing a lot of texting with someone at work who is unhappy and maybe wants to quit and an old man came up to me and said that the look on my face is: I'm fed up with this. Then he took my picture and left. So that was weird.
Then Matt showed up and we walked around a bit. We walked over to the Big Picture which is a fancy movie theater where you place your drink order and they bring you the drink to your seat. We saw they were playing a Larry David movie in ten minutes so we went into watch it. Turns out it's a Woody Allen movie. Very pretentious. The acting was impressively bad. I want to look it up to see why it was so bad. Did they refuse to do second takes? Did they only find the actors through personals? I don't get it. I may not be fancy enough to appreciate this movie. The point of the movie is also that you should find love however you can unless you are okay with religion? It was really pretentious. Also, we both thought it was terrible, but also enjoyed it. How weird.
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What have I been up to....
Ok, well, my mom and step-dad came to visit early last month. That was rather fun. Most notably we went on a whale watching boat. That was really cool. Bekah spotted a huge basking shark and the boat followed it for a while, it was a pretty amazing sight.
Then it was more running around trying to get Bekah ready for her trip to the Ukraine. We got all that done in time and she left on a Saturday morning. Understand, she had never really travelled anywhere before, so this was a prett big deal, she was pretty nervous. But, the morning of the trip, everything went well and she finally relaxed as we waited for boarding time to come. Finally it was time and I saw her through security and left...I sent my baby on her way!
And then she arrived in New York where they had her sit on the run way for more than 4 hours. 4 hours to just sit and stew on everything that could go wrong. That was pretty awful. Somehow, he made it.
And, though she hated the first ew days, she really did make it two whole weeks in teh former soviet union.
Back home..I just kinda sat around. I tried to be busy doing stuff, but mostly I was just bored. I think it helped having Molly here, because that meant that I had to do something. SOMETHING. I couldn't just stare at DVDs all day, I did have t take this dog for a walk and give her food.
But this is how we know that Bekah triumphed over her trip and became an awesome world traveler and potential Amazing Racer. The return flight, two weeks after the first, was delayed. So, upon arriving in New York she had missed her connecting flight to Boston. Uh oh! And then the airline had her wait for two hours in a line that she di not need to be in, so she also missed two possible later flights. And the next one out was on Sunday morning.
Screw that! She said, jumped in a gold mercedes, and went to China Twon where she hopped on the next China Town bus headed for home. She made it by midnight.
And as her would-have-been flight was warming up on teh runway, we were waking up and thinking about what to get for breakfast.
That was nice.
Also, in my last week of school for the semester, i found that I had three unused personal days that were about to evaporate. I was basically forced to take a 5 day wekend right before my week of semester break.
I have used the free time to start a new writing project on my new tiny lap top. I will tell you more about that later on.
Also, being the head editor for a G.I.Joe fan site has finally started to pay off. I got my first review/promo material the other day. The official, tricked out, release of the first season of cartons on DVD...three weeks before it hits stores!
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I have seen the devil! And he is a 40 year old asian man. There is a somebody who comes into our bookstore and grabs books and puts them on top of other books. It doesn't sound that bad, but we spend a lot of time hauling boxes of books upstairs. Taking the books out, alphabetizing them, putting them away, etc. So when somebody goes through entire sections and grabs handfuls of books and places them around the store it actually amounts to hours of work undone. Also, it pisses us straight off. Today we had an extra person closing the store (Rianna) and she saw him. Finally. The devil is a jerk, turns out. Anyhow. Also The Family was in tonight. It was crazy times. Of course this all happened at close, because the effing weirdos can't be bothered to leave a store before it closes EVER. That is the hardest thing for them. Their blood will turn to mud and their veins will explode. That is why they must stay. They must.
Also, there is something else that I'm excited about, but I'm not sure if it's a secret.
Also, Laura Weisberger* was wrong. It's a pink button down shirt and grey slacks.
*Book store joke!
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seserakh
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I was looking through my old poems from senior year of college. I wrote a short series of poems about Sadako from Ringu. I'd forgotten about that.
Apparently, I was also insane.
( Sadako )
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ruakh
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- For Father's Day, I met up with my father in Detroit, and we went to the Tigers game. It was fun. Then we went to a Middle Eastern restaurant in Dearborn. I didn't so much want to do that part, because we used to love a Middle Eastern restaurant that eventually turned out to be funding terrorism, but my father wanted to, so we did. And having thought about it further since then, I have to acknowledge that there's probably nothing magical about Dearborne Middle Eastern restaurateurs as to make them fund terrorists. :-P
- The night before, I stayed over with Jess in Toledo. That was fun. As usual, we ate ginormitous amounts of Friendly's. :-)
- Yesterday, I went with Yevgenia and Teresa to an Indians game, which was a good time, even though the Indians simply got creamed: they lost 8–1. I somehow managed to get a bit sunburnt for the third weekend in a row, which I don't completely understand — aren't I supposed to develop some sort of temporary immunity to that? "Suntan" or something, I think it's called? — but whatever, it's not so bad. I just feel a bit silly, because Yevgenia and Teresa both offered me suntan lotion, but I turned them down.
- On Saturday, I went to give blood. It was my first time in a bloodmobile; I found it slightly trippy, but fairly enjoyable. I had a long liberal-arts-y conversation with a writer named Holly; I considered asking her for her last name (so I could look up her writing), but somehow it seems really weird to ask a stranger their last name. Later, I overheard a Jewish lawyer explaining how his ex-wife had type AB- blood, and he had type O+ blood, and one of their daughters had type O-, having gotten the - from her mother and the O from him, and since that's biologically impossible,1 I had a brief House, MD–type moment where I suspected false paternity, but then I realized it would have to be false maternity, which seems less likely, so I just chalked it up to his being confused. I have to admit, I was slightly disappointed. :-P
1. For the curious: A, B, and O are three versions (called "alleles") of a single gene. Since that gene isn't on a sex chromosome, everyone has two copies of it (one from the mother, one from the father), so your actual genetic copies ("genotype") can be AA, AB, AO, BB, BO, or OO. If either of your copies is A, then you produce the A protein ("factor"), and if either is B, then you produce the B protein. O doesn't produce any factor. (So A and B are "codominant", O is "recessive".) If his ex-wife had type AB (her "phenotype"), then she must have one copy that's A and one that's B; and if he had type O, then both of his copies must be O. Since each child gets one copy from each parent, their daughter would get either A and O (in which case she'd be type A) or B and O (in which case she'd be type B). At least, that's the ninth-grade biology version; reality is probably slightly more complicated, but regardless, his explanation was not plausible. It's kind of amazing; I really hated ninth-grade biology, and more than a decade later, I feel like I don't remember a thing from it, but it happens pretty often that I encounter something that jogs loose a memory somehow.
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If you're not caught up on your comics, don't read this.
Why does Daredevil have a signal? He is not in the same universe as Batman. Unrelatedly (because the signal is a noise), why can't DD writers/artists remember that he is blind. Sometimes they just forget and it's weird.
Why is batman so dead? Did I do something to deserve a zero action month in my comics pulls?
I hate the art on Astonishing X-Men, I don't know how everyone else feels about it, maybe everyone else loves it, but the over the top computer art thing really looks bad to me. It's like everything in their world was coated in oil and glitter, they're just glistening and twinkling all the time. And I guess pouty lips are attractive and we want the x men to be attractive, so they should all have the same lips? I hate the over all look of it, it's garish.
That said, I was somehow under the impression that there was going to be no more Queen and Country in my life, so I was shocked when definitive #4 was in the comic shop (well, in Matt's hands in the comic shop, because I pretend to look around, but really I'm just there for my pull). Hooray! More Q&C is just the best thing ever.
Also, Seaguy is the craziest shit in America.
Also, Matt brought this up last night: Why are so many people going to see Transformers 2: Ain't Mistransforming? Presumably they have seen the first one, which was unwatchable. And the reviews for this one are worse. The stars are nothing special, their other recent movies haven't done well. Is it just that the special effects are so good that everyone wants to see them on the big screen maybe? I'm not trying to be a jerk here. Matt and I watched the first one, I'm not being snobby, I like a lot of pure entertainment stuff, I just think this movie isn't it. Matt read that it's heading toward the biggest opening weekend ever or something, and I just don't get it. THEY'LL ONLY MAKE MORE MOVIES LIKE THIS IF WE ENCOURAGE THEM!
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