Look at my new little pal! We need to come up with a good name for him, although I keep calling him Schmoopy. I'm not sure it befits him, since that's also what we call my folks' cat. Anyway, the Mr. was a big imp and went and ordered him when I wasn't looking. It's refurbished so it's not like he went COMPLETELY insane or anything. But I'm glad it got here in time as I'm heading to MN in about a week and a half to get acquainted with the new place, and this way I can bring back some video reconnaissance.
We had our first wave of movers come through today for estimates and they all tell us the same thing, that this is like a record amount of crap stuffed into a 2BR apartment. Dudes, duh. It was a surprisingly draining process. After they were done we headed out to get miniDV tapes, a FireWire cable for the new camera, a new battery pack for the kitchen cordless phone (which decided to die at a really inopportune time), plus lunch -- sammiches from Togo's and Slurpees, which we enjoyed during "Passions" of course. I also forgot to mention that the Mr. left his card in the ATM, which sort of took a little energy out of us. Then I just crashed at about 4 p.m. and didn't wake up for another seven hours.
I look around at all the stuff and I just want to fall over. Remind me not to unpack anything once we get there, because we're just going to move it again when we find a house ... eventually. The good news is that when I come back from my factfinding mission in a couple weeks, it'll all be packed up like magic! Right? Right? Hahahahaha ehhhh.
Did you watch the all-"Oz" cast episode of "The Jury"? We have it on tape. I'll have to talk about that show later because right now I need to focusssssss.
So last week we broke open two of the Sofia Minis and drank them during Aqua Teen reruns. I think it might have even been right after I made my last post. Also, we ate the matching chocolates. Everything was pretty great! So great that I'm like, I can't even begin to talk about it. But the Sofia is indeed surprisingly delicious, especially considering that it's in a can for goodness sake. And that you drink it through a straw, which is really the best part, because then it hits you like, whoa. I like to think I haven't recovered from it until now.
I kept the can on my desk because I needed to take pictures that illustrate this amazing innovation in straw technology, which is that not only do the Sofia Mini straws coordinate with the can's design, but they are also telescoping straws. They even lock in place. It's crazy. Witness fore and aft pictures on my messy desk below! (Click to enlarge.)
Dude it's frickin' awesome and I'm like 8-)
Maybe these telescoping straws are old hat and have been sold with juice boxes for years or something, but I wouldn't know this. All I know is that I'm awesomely impressed at their awesome outrageousness.
Sofia Minis come with their own little straws. Their own little baby bendy straws in a matching red. I'm having a cuteness attack. I want to drink these all the time, every day. (Note: We have not opened a can yet, but we did finally open the box to peek.) Click to enlarge below. DEVELOPING!
So one very saucy and sexxxay soul sent us a box of Sofia Minis that arrived today and we are still so giddy over it. We haven't opened them yet but they're beautiful and surprisingly hefty. I'm going to have to see if we have any straws in the house because it's very important that in the event that I drink sparkling wine out of a can (and that event will happen soon), it's gotta be through a straw. That lady with the presents, she's pretty hot stuff. If you click on the picture, you'll get a sweet shot of the inside of our fridge. That big brown bag is our leftovers from tonight's dinner. (Fried rice and chicken in garlic sauce.) (Delicious.) Check out that pork shoulder, it'll probably take another week for it to thaw. I still don't know what I'm gonna do with it. I'm sure Martha will give me some inspiration.
Anyway, it's good we got these here beverages that are engineered For the Spontaneous Celebration! because they're going to help us spontaneously celebrate our move. We're moving. Moving to Minnesota! We've got a hot place lined up and everything. So I think we've got about a month left in California and then voop we'll be over there. I won't even need to get a new drivers license. This whole thing is a way for me to dodge having to get a CA license, you see. Hahahahaha I kid! No really. Not really? No really.
There's something about this online New York Times banner ad placement that could be construed the tiniest bit inappropriate, don't you think? (Click to enlarge)
MINI FEVER. You know that the day I can actually get a car, it will be a Mini, right? Now this makes me want one even more. If it's an iPod accessory, I have to have it. The conceptual cuteness is overpowering.
So! Yesterday (or I guess I should say Thursday) the Mr. and I went out shopping for presents for these kids who are turning 1, because we're invited to a party for 1-year-old twins. That's totally our crowd, obviously. But anyway, we ended up finding the greatest presents ever and quite frankly we would really like to keep them for ourselves. They're sets of Sesame Street car keys on big fake electronic-car-alarm-type keychains, and you press one button and it makes the squeaky "alarm on" noise, then another button has Fun Honking Horn Noises and the last one you press and you get like Ernie saying "Let's roll! VROOM!" or whatever. Oh yeah, and crap lights up too. The arm-alarm and horn buttons are arguably the best, especially when you are trying to get around stupid slow people clogging up the aisles at Toys R Us. It's going to be painful to let them go, but at least we can be happy with our choice of gift for 1-year-olds, and how often does that happen.
When I was searching for a picture, I saw a listing for a "Sesame Street mesh bag" but I read it as "Sesame Street meth bag." I bet those actually exist. If not, I'm certain there is a market for them.
After that we went to Beverages & More, which is apparently known as "BevMo," in search of Sofia Minis, but sadly they were nowhere to be found. We did, however, invest in a giant vat of Southern Comfort, a bottle of Campari and a bunch of little old sodas like Moxie and Frostie Cherry Limeade~~ and whatnot. I'm drinking Campari and orange now and it's taking me back to the days when I would be on antibiotics and I would actually care about not drinking alcohol at the same time, so I'd get Campari drinks. As if they weren't alcohol. That was before I just gave up and drank "actual" booze anyway because honestly, what was the point of trying to not be sick if you can't drink alcohol? That wisdom has served me well to this day. No, really.
Holy crap, VH1 Classic is showing the Belle Stars' "Sign of the Times" video. I'm awestruck.
ITEM! Jason Williams models the new Grizzlies uniform, which is hot in that fake throwback kind of way.
But psst, what's going on with the shorts up there? I'm a little frightened.
"Lucretia Mac Evil" by Blood, Sweat & Tears just became the 10,000th song added to my iTunes. Go figure. I was hoping that there were going to be noisemakers and confetti and a big window message telling me CONGRATULATIONS! I'd just earned a big iTMS gift certificate to commemorate my landmark but no such luck.
Right this second, here's what I've got in there:
10,006 songs
32:02:06:03 total time
47.82 GB
Good thing I don't have a job so's I can get around to actually listening to all of it. Oh ho ho!
So I twiddled around with some conditions on my iTunes so that my Top 10 will now somewhat more accurately reflect what I've been listening to lately, rather than what I've been listening to since the beginning of iTunes time. iTime? Whatever. Here it is.
1) "The L.S. Bumblebee" by Peter Cook & Dudley Moore
2) "When I'm With You" by Sparks
3) "Flesh Failures (Let the Sunshine In)" by Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger & the Trinity
4) "Do That There" by Lyrics Born f/ Cut Chemist
5) "Happiness Is Just Around the Bend" by Brian Auger's Oblivion Express
6) "Keep It Warm" by Flo & Eddie
7) "Wonder Girl" by Halfnelson (Sparks)
8) "My Ship Is Coming In" by the Walker Brothers
9) "All Over the World" by Electric Light Orchestra
10) "How Are You Getting Home?" by Sparks
I've been listening to Sparks a lot lately, I guess that's obvious. There's also something resembling a tiny part of a theme in there somewhere, see if you can figure it out!
Jane is about the amazingest girl you could ever hope to meet, ever. She is a climb every mountain kind of woman, even though she leaves the house about as much as I do, but you know, we're of the same mind, those great kinds what done think alike. Now she's gotten with the getting and moved over to Blogger, where The Modern Log promises to be the reason for the season and all those to come. Now if I can just stop making a mess of it with my inability to post comments without looking like a retard. Me and Blogger need to make up, he's a little touchy after I left him for MT back here. Me me me blah blah blah! Anyway, I replaced Janest with a little TML grafik down in the blogs list now, so yay, go see it! Yay!
Why didn't I do something like this for my wedding? Hahahaha. Oh Jesus.
So! We went to Best Buy last week because they were selling the SCTV box for about $5 less than I paid for it on Amazon, and wouldn't you know it as soon as I had it in my hands, Amazon wouldn't let me cancel the order? Meanwhile it's like, going to be probably two weeks after it was released before it actually gets here. Amazon, I hate. And I thought I was getting such a good deal from them too. Boo!
Anyway, the SCTV box is pretty awesome and makes it worth the hassle. I've already watched ... all of it, except the reunion special on disc 5 and the commentary version of "Polynesiantown." I've watched parts over and over and over again, because I can never get enough of "The Merv Griffith Show," my hero Lola Heatherton or Eugene Levy's uncanny Gino Vannelli impersonation, which makes me die every time I see it.
I also got The Day of the Locust (in 5.1 SURROUND!) which I also already watched and uh ... what else? Oh yeah, Trainspotting with the second disc of extras, most of which have been really boring so far. Like I really needed to know what Martin Landau had to say about it at Cannes. I miss the big TV in the living room, I feel like I have to squint to see anything.
Christopher got both sets of "The Office" and then The Day After, which we watched last night. It wasn't half as cheesy as I was expecting. I didn't see it when it first broadcast because I think I was being a Nuclear Holocaust TV Movie Snob and I only saw that British one on PBS, I think it was called Threads? And it SUCKED, because like, remember how the girl who was born after everything blew up grew up and had a baby herself to symbolize, like, the bleak horror implicit in the perpetuation of a post-nuclear species or whatever because everything was still all blown up and everything? And how she was having her baby and screaming and you could see her FILLINGS? Post-apocalyptic dental technology, hello, I don't think so. So that totally ruined it for me. I also remember it being boring. And then Testament for American Playhouse with Jane Alexander and William Devane and Lucas Haas and Roxana Zal and man, that thing will mess you up and it still creeps me out today. What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, anyway, I didn't see The Day After until last night, and it was better than I was expecting, although the stock footage was cracking me up. Testament, that is one of the most depressing things ever made. I love it.
Dear Lord I wish it was April Fools' Day.
Fashion Wire Daily June 11, 2004 - Los Angeles - Last night in Los Angeles, friends and fans of famed comic book artist Dame Darcy gathered at the Conga Room to witness the debut of the her B.I.T. couture collection. B.I.T., the Bat Institute of Technology, is the fictional institution that Dame Darcy and Australian designer Mindy "Legs" Le Brock dreamed up to label their collection of quirky clothes based on the characters from Dame Darcy’s "Meat Cake" comic books.
R.I.P. Ray, you crazy man. "You Don't Know Me" still makes me cry every time I hear it.
So there's a lot to talk about! Well not really. But what happened was, well, some of you know that I was interviewing for this big job, right? And I was supposed to have another discussion about it, then it got postponed. Then got postponed again, or possibly cancelled? Turns out it was cancelled. The position was eliminated entirely due to cost-cutting as it was considered to be nonessential. Oh well. That now busts my 1.000 interview average, but I don't really think it counts if I never actually had to set foot on the premises of the company. At least they didn't hire someone else over me, I don't think my ego could handle that.
I got that news on Monday, Christopher's birthday, which is a crappy way to celebrate somebody's birthday, but at least there was closure involved. I didn't bake a cake this year, but there was pudding and Cool Whip (by special request).
They were bound to get it up there sooner or later. Oh yes. The "Passions" pirate adventure photo gallery is now online so that I may preserve Luis' fantastic hair accessorization for all eternity.
Why is your forehead so tight and shiny, m'lady?
Picture #12 is what I would call an "interesting choice." I taped yesterday's episode and watched today's, thinking accurately that there would be no real plot advancement from Wednesday that I'd be missing, and while I can do without Zombie Pirates, I really need an explanation as to why Antonio and Hank took their shirts off. Yes, they rope me in yet again. "Only my body warmth can save you," oh Sheridan, that old trick. What, is this turning into a "Passions" blog now? Ack.
I started writing this as a response in the comments here and then realized it was getting so involved I might as well use it as an entry.
Jane is very wise: At least the "Now I'm the surrogate!" storyline was pretty cool in its sickness. This new one is just retarded. "I will trade my child for my child!" Genius. I hate.
Hmm yes, this is true that the hospital assault and surrogate switcheroo was a nice step away from the garden variety retardness "Passions" has been giving us lately. I did not think of that because I am so quick to bring the hate. It is that I fear for the sanity of Our Great Nation that anyone should think Theresa is justified in doing any of this. I must admit if Sami was doing this on "Days" for whatever reason I'd be like, "Ooh, I approve of these actions." Such is her power. Theresa, not that powerful.
I wonder if Paloma has the potential to be all that Theresa cannot be. She's spiteful yet oh so wounded. I like her so far. The Martin/Katherine stuff is making me want to kill myself. How many years have they been exiled in Mexico and now, for the first time, Martin picks up the phone when Pilar calls? Ack ack ack. Nice fake nose in the flashbacks too, buddy, your disguise is impenetrable.
Oh and plus all of a sudden Charity's deal with Death is wiped off the books because Father Lonigan~ was all "That can't happen. P.S. I'm a priest." ???!!??!!!??!?! I guess the idea that a priest can encourage people to challenge death is supposed to be a big inspirational powerful message or whatever, but dude, it was DEATH!!!! I wouldn't want to front on Death, I'd be like, "Whatever you say, man." Oh my God, this show. Yet I can't stop watching it.
My poor suffering husband: Did Gwen even ever figure out that WASN'T a REAL job interview? Or did she just blow off the next days' flight to go have dinner with Sam and Ivy? JESUS GOD HOW DO I KNOW ALL THIS CRAP
::my head explodes::
I still wish that instead of making it Doped-Up Hooker Eve who was driving the dreaded TC accident car, they used my idea of it being TC's Ghost Dad, who then died not from a broken heart but from guilt and therefore turns out to be a big crazy liar from beyond the grave. Or better yet, it should have been Doped-Up Hooker Eve "servicing" TC's Ghost Dad in the dreaded TC accident car. They should give me my own soap, I obviously have all the right ideas.
It's on now. Ooh, there's Hank! I gotta go.
No wonder "Passions" just keeps getting more and more retarded.
I like the implication that this is somehow worse than Theresa assaulting Gwen and Ethan's surrogate and getting implanted with the embryos in the first place. I mean honestly. I do have to admit I'm surprised that the poll isn't like 87% "No," because that's how messed up the results usually are. Ugh, Theresa.
If NBC should be polling people about anything, it should be Antonio's haircut. Dame. That is bad news, even on him.
P.S., Did you have a little freakout when Hank showed up on the dock? That was exciting. I was afraid he was gone forever. Although now I wish he was in the stupendously awful pirate past-life flashback, which I of course love and adore like an insane person. Maybe he can be a parrot on Luis' shoulder. Squawk buddy squawk
This charmer of an opening graf, plus bonuses. Or should I say BONERSES.
PARIS : Marat Safin described him as having the best touch on the tour and now David Nalbandian aims to employ his exquisite feel for the ball to smother Gustavo Kuerten's hopes of a fourth French Open title. ... "He has very good hands," said Safin after his four set defeat. "He has such a great shot, really great hands." -- Channelnewsasia.com
OUTRAGE! Lance Bass, nasty nose job. He is now officially eew.
I know, I don't believe how bad it is either. Of course this is from Awful Plastic Surgery Forums.