Coming to work on a Sunday afternoon to face the mail server software upgrade I've been avoiding for three months has filled me with a very specific sort of dread.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Terrifying
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Grr.
Apparently yesterday's rock-a-palooza was over almost as soon as it was posted. I'm starting to think YouTube is watching me. Pricks.
In recompense, please enjoy this little ditty. I'm off to toss back a therapeutic adult beverage while I wait for my blood pressure to come back down.
Grr.
In recompense, please enjoy this little ditty. I'm off to toss back a therapeutic adult beverage while I wait for my blood pressure to come back down.
Grr.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Let it Reign
Rock first. Talk later.
No warnings required.
'Love, Reign O’er Me' by The Who, covered by Pearl Jam at VH1 Rock Honors
Man, this is where my age really shows. This is one of my favorite Who songs. But even though -- like most folks of my, uh, g-g-generation -- I have a soft spot for The Who's music, I've never really been a huge fan of Roger Daltrey's voice. That means I'm enjoying Eddie Vedder's version all the more.
Just pure Friday's Rock goodness. And it's embeddable, too!
(I originally was going to post The Safety Dance but Cary @ LOTD beat me to it this week. Bastage!)
No warnings required.
'Love, Reign O’er Me' by The Who, covered by Pearl Jam at VH1 Rock Honors
Man, this is where my age really shows. This is one of my favorite Who songs. But even though -- like most folks of my, uh, g-g-generation -- I have a soft spot for The Who's music, I've never really been a huge fan of Roger Daltrey's voice. That means I'm enjoying Eddie Vedder's version all the more.
Just pure Friday's Rock goodness. And it's embeddable, too!
(I originally was going to post The Safety Dance but Cary @ LOTD beat me to it this week. Bastage!)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
In Memoriam
I saw something on my morning commute that struck me sideways. The pickup in front of me had a rear window decal memorializing the Crocodile Man, Steve Irwin. It had a likeness, dates, and some sort of platitude about how he changed the world*.
WTF?
Yes, they had turned their truck into a shrine to Steve Irwin. Am I supposed to be impressed by this display of their love and caring? Am I the only one who finds this silly? Am I just a callous bitch**? What am I missing here?
I've seen these 'rolling memorials' regularly in recent years. Most often it's a decal of a rose or something with "In memory of" in a flowing script and the deceased's name and dates. It puzzles me, this notion that the back window of a vehicle is a good place to memorialize dead loved ones. Look, I'm sorry you've experienced a loss. All of us do, eventually. If we meet someday and become friends, I'd love to hear your story. But being compelled to share the grief of a complete stranger before I've finished my first cup of coffee? Nope, I'm not enjoying it so much.
Maybe it is just me. Maybe it's my Protestant Ancestors railing against unseemly displays of emotion. I dunno.
I went poking around online to see if I could find an image of the one I saw this morning. No joy, but I did find this:
I love the jaunty angle of the slightly-undersized cowboy hat precariously perched atop her piously bowed head. But you know she can't be a real cowgirl: No boots.
* Sorry, no pic. I showed great restraint and did not dive for my purse to excavate my cell phone while hurtling down the highway as 65 mph. Aren't you proud?
** Don't answer that.
WTF?
Yes, they had turned their truck into a shrine to Steve Irwin. Am I supposed to be impressed by this display of their love and caring? Am I the only one who finds this silly? Am I just a callous bitch**? What am I missing here?
I've seen these 'rolling memorials' regularly in recent years. Most often it's a decal of a rose or something with "In memory of" in a flowing script and the deceased's name and dates. It puzzles me, this notion that the back window of a vehicle is a good place to memorialize dead loved ones. Look, I'm sorry you've experienced a loss. All of us do, eventually. If we meet someday and become friends, I'd love to hear your story. But being compelled to share the grief of a complete stranger before I've finished my first cup of coffee? Nope, I'm not enjoying it so much.Maybe it is just me. Maybe it's my Protestant Ancestors railing against unseemly displays of emotion. I dunno.
I went poking around online to see if I could find an image of the one I saw this morning. No joy, but I did find this:
I love the jaunty angle of the slightly-undersized cowboy hat precariously perched atop her piously bowed head. But you know she can't be a real cowgirl: No boots.
* Sorry, no pic. I showed great restraint and did not dive for my purse to excavate my cell phone while hurtling down the highway as 65 mph. Aren't you proud?
** Don't answer that.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Blogwatch: Mattress Police
For sheer humor-y goodness, Diesel over at Mattress Police is one of my go-to guys. I don't know where he gets his shit, but I want some.
I am particularly smitten with his occasional guest poster Grûndir the Implacable, the Meme Wraith*. I've added his 'Tag at Your Peril' badge (see lower left) even though -- what with me being virtually invisible in the blogosphere -- there is precious little threat of me being tagged for anything by anybody. But if I am, Grûndir's got my back. At least I think that's how it works....
Diesel's rant against his nemesis, Thomas Kinkade, the Painter of Light®, is a sentimental favorite because I myself have the same reaction to Kincaid's Empire of Ridiculousness.
Wow - I just realized that I never made it all the way through Diesel's archives. Wheeee! There's my afternoon, ladies and germs. I'm outta here.
Diesel is also the creator of Humor-blogs.com, where there are countless chunks of funny shit ripe for the picking.
* Start at the bottom and read up. Your patience will be rewarded.
I am particularly smitten with his occasional guest poster Grûndir the Implacable, the Meme Wraith*. I've added his 'Tag at Your Peril' badge (see lower left) even though -- what with me being virtually invisible in the blogosphere -- there is precious little threat of me being tagged for anything by anybody. But if I am, Grûndir's got my back. At least I think that's how it works....
Diesel's rant against his nemesis, Thomas Kinkade, the Painter of Light®, is a sentimental favorite because I myself have the same reaction to Kincaid's Empire of Ridiculousness.
Wow - I just realized that I never made it all the way through Diesel's archives. Wheeee! There's my afternoon, ladies and germs. I'm outta here.
Diesel is also the creator of Humor-blogs.com, where there are countless chunks of funny shit ripe for the picking.
* Start at the bottom and read up. Your patience will be rewarded.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Users, Unite!
Caller ID display from a recent tech support call:
It's encouraging that they called for help; unfortunately, the type of help they need is beyond what I can provide.
SOUTHERN METH U
It's encouraging that they called for help; unfortunately, the type of help they need is beyond what I can provide.
Monday, July 14, 2008
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