It’s a little surreal today, first the governor declares a state of emergency, and now the city is recommending people leave work now, so that they are home before dark. It’s like we expect the zombies and vampires to come out any second now. Will I make the 100 yards to my home?! Only time will tell! Tune in next week for the exciting conclusion. =p
It would seem the geekworld’s favorite helper-to-hate, Clippy, has gotten a job at Google’s GMail division. You can see his influence in the new look, with it’s unhelpful way of showing and hiding buttons, assuming you can’t keep track of who your friends are by name, nor really want to see your big screen monitor actually full of useful information.
Hopefully someone will notice, and fire his ass, before it’s too late =p
I’ve always had a non-sexual thing for Kristy McNichol (loved her in Empty Nest), and now I’m wondering if it wasn’t awareness of shared circumstances. Of course, of the two stars in The Pirate Movie, she’s not my first choice for coming out announcement hopes. Because when a star you have a crush on announces they are coming out, it’s obviously implied that they are looking to date a fan =p
I’m thinking about trying to replicate one of my favorite GHP mashups, Bus Stop Runner, as a karaoke song tonight. It won’t be an exact replica, since the mashup cut’s and jumps around, but I think I can make it work as a straight sing-along; the tempo of Bus Stop will have to be adjusted in parts, and there’s at least one part where Shoot The Runner is in a chorus, while Bus Stop is in a verse, but it’s all fixable.
That’s what I’ve decided to call soft gingerbread, baked in a cake pan. It’s not like it’s actually ground up gingerbread man, plus filler, but metaphorically it seems close enough, and then I get to say “man meat” with plausible deniability =p
I had dim memories of liking this movie, and it being my introduction to Robbie Coltrane.
On re-watching, I found it still enjoyable, and was surprised to realize it also starred Eric Idle, funny what the mind forgets vs remembers. Anywho, the interesting bit to me was how, in the end credits, Eric and Robbie get a second credit line for the last drag-outfits they wore, as separate actors by their character names.
I wonder if any other movie does that.
For a movie about a whole bunch of felonies (burglary, kidnapping, blackmail), it really is a heart warming tale of hope for redemption.
I click when I walk.
I wear cheap steel toes, and the heel of the sole wears down such that gravel gets into the honeycombing, but then can’t get out again, and it rattles around when I walk.
This morning, I was thinking about how I might miss the sound when I get around to replacing these shoes. Then just now, as I was walking back to my desk, one of my cow-orkers asked me why I make noise when I walk.
Much like the t-shirts, it would seem I’ve gathered another expected affectation.
On the one hand, I want everything scrobbled accurately to last.fm.
On the other hand, I want iTunes to properly group albums by different artists that happen to have the same title.
Next time I’m at a light next to a car with a really loud stereo, I’ll start throwing spare change at them. When the ask WTF I’m doing, I’ll say I thought they were an ice-cream truck =)
OK, not really. I’d just like to watch someone else try doing it =p
