Monday, March 27, 2006

This shit is going to be playing in the elevators when I'm old.

Ever work with someone who desperately needs a joint?

I do.
I -- and most of the people I know personally -- know exactly what this gesture means. So it's an odd moment when you realize it has to be explained to rest of the country.

The explanation given does it no justice. =)
[00:27] chercheurdeforce: that little girl along with my husband of course is what gets me up in the morning and strive for a better day
[00:27] bodhiFive: That's crazy. What gets me up in the morning is that it comes.
[22:01] bodhiFive: And just when the Republicans thought it couldn't get any worse...
[22:03] Davis2001: This message can't be meant for me
[22:04] bodhiFive: Why is that?
[22:04] Davis2001: Because it's news
[22:04] bodhiFive: Oh.
[22:05] Davis2001: You know I can't read
[22:07] Davis2001: Did the guy who did the smuggling trade the radioactive materials for a bomb made of pinball machine parts?
[22:08] bodhiFive: ...
[22:09] Davis2001: THE LIBYANS!!!
[22:09] Davis2001: RUN FOR IT MARTY!!!!
[22:10] bodhiFive: Oh good lord.
[22:10] Davis2001: I'm sorry

Thursday, March 16, 2006

I don't know how it happened, but I've gotten to the point where I no longer read books. I read a chapter or two every other month but that's it.

So I'm taking a few weeks off to read. All the stuff I've put off for years.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Just downloaded a couple of original, circa-1940's Tom and Jerry toons.

You remember these; black woman plodding along yelling "THOMAS!" and kicking the shit out of our hero who, more often than not, deserved all of it.

I'm sad to say I don't enjoy them as much as I used to. I used to be able to watch those two clobber each other until my eyeballs bled.

Then again ...I was something like 8.

But still.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

I watch movies and I read magazines (sometimes) and what kills me is the pictures of places I've never been. I'd cut off my favorite toe to spend my life putzing around Europe and then maybe to India then Indonesia then Japan then god knows where. Teaching English or something.

And yet the reality is that I've seen Florida, once, and I've seen Canada, once.

How can this be?

The feeling I get in my stomach when I contemplate dying without ever having seen these places is almost identical to the feeling I get in my stomach when I contemplate the fact that Bush still has three more years to go.

Vroom vroom. Time to get my ass in gear.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Some video of my (since deceased) pet mice getting pumped for Beiging 2008.

They were like that all the time.

RIP Rick James and Peaches.