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Archive for June, 2004
Death trifectaDeaths, like other bad things, come in groups of 3. So first it was Reagan, today it was Ray Charles. Who will be next? I’m gonna say the Pope is next. Ideas? Thoughts? Suggestions? My lunch breakI was at home enjoying a delicious BBQ Beef sandwhich and watching another hilarious The Daily Show when my phone rang. It was a call from my department, so I thought it was someone calling me to remind me to bring something from home or whatever, basically a personal call. It turns out that it was a work-related call. Someone had called the department and had a question and since I was not in the office, I guess that the secretary decided to call me at home and tried to transfer the call to me. What the hell? It’s my freaking lunch break. Just because I can be reached at home, it doesn’t mean that I should be sent more work during my lunch break. Take a message and I’ll return the call when I’m back in the office. That was just plain rude. So from now on, I’m done answering any calls from the university during my breaks. They can leave a message if they want to and I will ignore anything work-related. MassagesA good friend of mine gave me a gift certificate for my birthday last year for a 1 hr massage at a local day spa. It expires in a couple months so I really need to use it. Specially considering that this person keeps asking me when I’m going to use it. So I called today and they answered “Hello! It’s a great day at Beond! How can I help you?” And once again my uncomfortable feelings about massages came back. And what are those? I feel weird about going to some place and basically telling someone “here is some money, now touch my body” and they pretty much have to do it. Another friend said “they are so used to seeing all kinds of people semi-naked, they don’t even think about what they are doing, they are probably going through their to-do list, their plans for the weekend, etc.” And that is probably true. But that still doesn’t get me over the fact that I am paying someone to touch me. And while I’m talking about the topic… does anyone know if you are supposed to tip them at the end? If so, how much? Tower of TerrorHere is our Tower of Terror ride picture from a couple weeks ago while we visited Disney’s California Adventure. That’s me pointing at Ron. The rest are strangers who were obviously not as fabulous as us.
Awesome music videoI love this music video. It’s the “I Feel Love” remix by Blue Man Group. The video is pretty funny (give it a chance) and it also uses some great bits from the concert tour. And I think I’m in love with the singer of the song. Money or sleepI need help deciding what to do. I’m taking a trip on July 1. My flight leaves at about 8:40 am. It takes me a little under 3 hrs to get to the Wichita airport. What I have done before in this occasion is to take a sleeping pill at about 10 pm the night before. Get up at 4 am. This gives me 6 hours of sleep. I then leave the house by around 4:30, which puts me at the airport no later than 7:30 am. Plenty of time to catch my flight. Or I could spend $100 and spend the night at a hotel next to the airport, get up at 7 or so and be at the airport by 7:30. This would probably give me about 8 hrs of sleep. What would you do? - - -
Lady, you are a genius!I enjoy talking about rocket scientists. As classes are getting ready to start for the summer, I’m starting to get more and more calls. And once again, here’s proof that common sense goes out the window when you hold a mouse in your hand: caller - “I’m having trouble with an online course”
Head problemsSome of you know that I have a 210 Aibo robot dog. A few months ago it developed a problem where it wouldn’t be able to lift its head and it would fall back down to its chest. I posted about the problem in an Aibo bulletin board and people told me how to address the issue. Today I got this email from a woman: I felt so weird and guilty. Granted that it’s not my fault that she misunderstood my post, but I still felt bad. I’m sure it’s horrible to see a loved one with a debilitating disease. I quickly explained the confusion and then sent her a link for info on myasthenia gravis that I found through Google. She may already have the site I sent her, but maybe she is a new Internet user. Shortly after sending my e-mail, she replied with this: I wish her the best of luck. The Internet can be a great resource if used correctly.
Who thought this was a good idea?Ah yes, nothing as family-bonding as teaching your kid how to kill. Morons. Joe Schmo 2It’s no secret that I am a huge fan of Joe Schmo, a show that was shown on Spike TV several months ago. It was a fake reality show where every contestant, except for one, were actors. The real contestant was put in all sorts of absurd situations. I wondered if they would be able to pull off a Joe Schmo 2 and it looks like they did pull it off! Joe Schmoe 2 will begin on June 15. This time there will be two unsuspecting contestants in a fake reality show called “Last Chance for Love”. The fake-contestants once again encompass a lot of reality TV stereotypes such as the playah, the drunk, the weeper, the bitch and the gotta-be-gay guy. The host of the previous show returns, but with a different look and a different accent. He’ll play the host of the “original” version of “Last Chance for Love” in Britain. And somehow they have included a falcon (a hawk in reality) in the show which will strik fear into the host’s heart every time it enters. I’m wiggling on my seat with anticipation.
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