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September 1, 2009

our fine feathered friends

Today I was looking for the local indian grocery. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be one in my area, though there are plenty of korean and the occasional south-east asian market. I was looking for some nag champa but since I couldn't find an indian grocery I thought I'd try the closest vietnamese store. As I walked to the front door, I kept hearing this high pitched pulsing noise that just seemed to settle in the base of my ears (really annoying and a tiny bit painful). I looked around to discover this, which is apparently some sort of sonic bird repelling device. ugh ugh ugh. I can't seriously believe their claim that this is harmless to birds. Its obvious to me that its only harmless because they flee, much like I was forced to.

I can only hope to god that this kind of thing doesn't get popular..

September 3, 2009

two dolla hot dogs

So last night, the loml and I went to a soccer game. It was alleged to be $2 dollar beer night, so things were already off to an interesting start. (incidentally, I learned a new word: arrogated). Anyways, we get into the stadium and it is true! $2 domestic drafts! a freakin' miracle in this age of $7 stadium bud! So we get ourselves some beers, and quickly discover the truth of $2 beer.. it tastes weird. like tequiza or something. So if anybody hears about a huge shipment of skunked beer that mysteriously was sold off, you let me know.

anyways, the soccer game was fantastic. The loml gets tickets in the same section every year and we see the same people pretty frequently. I think the ticket office puts regular season or half-season holders in the same spot. So as I was looking around yesterday, I was amazing to realize that after 4+ years of watching the local team, I felt really familiar with the people around me. Four rows in front is a guy that I am pretty sure was my roommate for a year, but I'm not sure because we parted on bad terms and I have no idea what happened to him. And now, even if it is really him, I don't have anything to say... so the mystery lives on. about 2 rows, plus or minus, and 4 seats over is a guy I went to graduate school with. I've also never talked to him because again, not so much to say but we nod at each other every once in a while. not to mention the consistently foul-mouthed but funny drunk people that always show up. They kind of feel like distant relatives by now.

So it was all fun and games until half-time rolled around. I had left ten minutes early to get some nachos, which is always some crazy ordeal. When will these stadium concession assholes stop hiding the one vendor of nachos from me??? By the time I finally found the nachos, another complication had arisen. Turns out, it was also $2 hot dog night. and while the vendors had prepped for the beer issue, they hadn't prepared for the apparently insatiable masses. My line totally got tanked when they kept running out of hot dogs.

and when they started a new line for 'beer only' things got really out of hand. I decided to go with something I learned from the loml. and that is that lines are not real. So when the lines started collapsing (its chaos!) I shouldered up to the counter and demanded two beers and nachos! Because seriously, its not gonna kill the 'beer only' guy to get me some nachos.

Thanks to the ever efficient concession staff, it only took me 25 minutes to get my stuff. Thank god i love nachos.

September 10, 2009

Bloggish

Sorry about the delay in updates.  I've been crafting a bit and failed to tell you all about it.

First of all, the loml and I are going to be Farscape peacekeepers for halloween.  Its terribly geeky and I've having a bang up time making our outfits.  Right now, I'm working on making a replica of this vest that Crichton wore on the show.

I've got all the pieces cut out and put decorative stitching everywhere. The only thing that slowed me down is the piping.  That vest has piping at every near every join.  After googling a bit, I discovered that they actually make a piping foot for sewing machines.  This thing looks amazing but they don't sell it at any of my local stores.  In fact, I'm starting to wonder if they only make these things for the professional sewing
machines.  but whatever, I guess I'll have to make my piping as normal.

Secondly, I started taking belly dancing classes upon the recommendation of friend.  I couldn't get a partner for swing dancing and my other option was to sign up at the local community college for modern dance.  I love both those things, but right now, belly dancing wins!

I went to my first class last night and it was lots of fun.  Sadly, I failed to tuck my tailbone under sufficiently and wound up torquing my lower spine a bit much.  All these years of yoga alignment and I still have to hurt myself before thinking about it.. sad sad sad..

So that's the quick and dirty of it.  Maybe I'll work in a rant about proper network management next time.

Idiocrazy

I spent a lot of time working in corporate america.

Though, to be fair, when you talk about corporate america, I really think any amount of time spent there, is probably too much.  but that's some bitter for another day.  The point is that after all this time, I can't read Dilbert anymore.  Dilbert is funny funny stuff, but after while it just makes me sad.  Because all too often, the strip will show something that is happening in my current job, and I think "My life is a dilbert comic.  Why am I still here?".

And now I must spread the gospel of Mike Judge.  Not for "Extract", which reviews say isn't so funny, but for one of his older movies "Idiocracy".

If you haven't seen this movie yet, YOU MUST.  For all the same reasons that I can no longer read Dilbert comics.  But there is something you have to know, the payload in this movie doesn't show up while you watch it.  In fact, I recall watching it and being less than completely amazed.  The trick is, that this movie gets better when you are done.  Because that movie lets you know that things like Rep. Joe Wilson (R-S.C) heckling the President while he was addressing Congress, are just a sign of the inevitable stupidifying of Amerukah.

So yes, go watch this movie.

September 13, 2009

home improvement

well, its officially a banner weekend at Meowderly. Today the loml and I invested in a new washer & dryer. Much thanks to the loml for making me pick a set instead of spending the next day and half reading every single amazon.com review in existence.

I'm really looking forward to having a washing machine that can actually spin the water out of my blankets.

On a lighter note, I decided to start using those little floss picks. One of the guys in my office always uses one after a lunch (now, this could be kind of disgusting because he always pulls out a floss pick after lunch, while we are still in the car.. but I somehow he gets away with it). I asked him about it, because my old dentist wanted me to floss twice a day, but I have the worst track record on this kind of thing.

He said it was pretty convenient and he winds up reusing his floss picks with no issues (again, I should find this disgusting, but you would have to meet him. Somehow, he gets away with it). Now this was the major concern for me. they sell these things for $5 a pack, and I'm wondering about the excess waste in picks and cost-effectiveness as opposed to using a standard pack of floss. (now that I write this down, it all seems so petty and silly though... hmm)

anyway, I decided to give it a go and spent $2 on a 40 pack of flossers. And the moment I tried to use one, I remembered why i have such a shitty track record with flossing. My back teeth are crowded and they shred floss like you would not believe. The only thing that works for me is Glide, and even then it can be a bit of a hard time. Unfortunately, I bought another brand of floss picks and I went through four of them before I gave up. bleh..

at least my new tongue scraper won't give me any issues.

September 14, 2009

fight club

This is not going to be a lady-like post. I'm sorry if you get discomforted. ok?

I spend a lot of today swallowing my own blood.

...and thinking about that scene from fight club where Norton says you can swallow a pint of your own blood before you get sick. I know I didn't get anywhere near that close, but also I just finished reading "Got Fight" by Forrest Griffin, and he also notes that people don't usually bleed near enough from little cuts to actually come to harm. By the way, its a fun book but don't go expecting any amazing insight there. I did learn the correct way to thumb someone in the eye in a street fight though.

anywho, I started out the morning with a nose bleed. It was kind of weird because a) I don't have a cocaine habit and b) I never get nose bleeds. I did spend a while in the shower thinking "why does it feel like I'm swallowing blood?"

I never figured out why I had the nose bleed but it stopped after a bit so I didn't worry about it. Things seemed alright until after lunch when I decided to have another go with the floss picks again. It only took 3 picks this time and I flossed almost my entire mouth. Unfortunately, these little bastards are so hard to get through my teeth, I wound up with a really nasty case of "swallowing yet more of my own blood". I'm really sorry guys.. I'm not sure why I feel obligated to share this with you, but there it is.

I'm going to the store now and I hope they sell some floss picks by Glide. Cause I don't want to have another day like this one.

September 15, 2009

that is it

ok - i swear I'm done. I finally got some floss picks that work. I am in clean mouth feeling heaven. Flossing twice a day, I never want to stop.. and before I break into song I want to say something about Hawaii.

My office buddy, who I originally wrote about two entries ago, is from Hawaii. He's the one who breaks out a floss pick after eating lunch and is the one who inspired me to do this. I mentioned that normally, i would find the idea of someone flossing in public a little disgusting, but something about this guy makes it seem ok.

I finally figured out what it is. He's from Hawaii. And he's chill, just like several other people I've seen who are natives of this interesting state. He's practically a tan Fonzie. So what I want to know is:
1) are most people from hawaii like this?
2) if I move to hawaii, will I too gain serenity?

The sad part about my coworker is that after being in D.C. traffic for about two weeks, I actually saw him get upset. It was like seeing someone litter on the Great Pyramids or something, really sad man.

September 16, 2009

Surprise!

I've been awake for a long time today. So here is my random list that I've been working on, you try to figure out what the name of the list is (kind of like the $20,000 pyramid):
1. The Texas chainsaw massacre
2. Fried green tomatoes
3. Alive

ok, you thinking about it? Yes they are all movies, but special in a common way!

The answer is ........

These are all movies were people get eaten, by other people no less! My favourite item on that one is fried green tomatoes. I'm not sure that people always remember that sometimes being best friends involves a little murder and susequent cannabalism to hide the evidence.

Yay buddies!

September 26, 2009

never have I ever

Have you ever been in the middle of something and then realized, "oh shit.. things have gotten out of hand" ?

Because that happened to me last night, when I was applying lube to my sewing machine. but let's take a step back shall me. The real name of this story is, "why i haven't been blogging so much lately". As I have mentioned before, the loml and I are finally going to have matching halloween costumes. In previous years, we've been oddly matched: airline stewardess & russian maffia, buddhist monk & belly dancer, etc..

So this year, we're going as intergalactic militia, specifically John Crichton and Aeryn Sun from Farscape (or as I now think of it "the best series ever canceled" as said by the nameless douche who geek-talked his way through the entire soccer game last thursday. I had to change seats because of you!)

So I've been up to my elbows in pleather, making the niftiest Peacekeeper vest ever! Of course, the weird thing about sewing pleather is that you really have to make a lot of accomodations.. longer stitch length, maybe some stronger thread.. and then the lube for the needle. Because at some point the needle and thread just start buggering up and the whole thing goes to hell. I must have ruined several pieces of pleather before I caved. but before you start thinking I'm nuts, here is an example.

Now all I need is some pleather pants and a sling for my space shotgun.

September 27, 2009

Is there pleather in space?

So the loml (who will no longer be mentioned since he now thinks "blogs are stupid") and I went shopping for our Halloween costumes today. We hit up a army/navy surplus store and a few other places and my costume is pretty much complete. I even got a pulse rifle, which will be much cooler after I paint it black. The only part of my costume that I hadn't anticipated was the work-out requirement.

Evidently the majority of humanoids in space are either wearing fancy body armor or leather. And if you're a female humanoid in space it gets to be tight leather. Yay me. Basically what I'm saying is that I have to hit the gym. Today and everyday from now until Halloween. Because while my legs are undoubtably amazing, they aren't exactly inter-galacticly "my species has discovered FTL drives but we still wear the skins of dead beings" amazing

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