Work crap again

Aw, man, here it is again. I'm sitting here and I don't want to be here or do this. I have rather a lot to get done in the hour and a half I have left here, which means I've got to really truly get down to it and focus and stay focused.
But I just. don't. want. to.
All I can tell myself is that this job pissed me off a little bit yesterday, on a personal level, and so my resistance today is out of anger and hurt and truculence, and that's not cool, that's no reason to get yourself in actual fucking trouble with the place where you earn the money your family needs.
Let's see if that fucking works.

YOu can't call it dilligence

If I were a guy who "I write every day, 15 minutes minimum. That's how I make a practice out of it and make it not such a big damn deal. That way, when I've Really Got Something To Say*, it'll come right out, no issues, no snags, har be har bo who ba doo!", then I could say "we've got free time at work, and before I spend the rest of it watching more web videos, I figured I'd do my due dilligence and get my writing for the day done now." But I can't call it due dilligence if it ain't due. And it ain't. Blarp.
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Just caught up on my friend Tony's rather successful web series "The Legend of Neil", after a long damn time of being behind, and I really really like it.
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Computers are like rails for me, but not rails to anything useful. Rails, instead, immediately away from anything useful. Which is a shame since so many of my useful plans have sitting at a computer as their primary means. Probably, I need to create a lot of active, intense amusements that have nothing to do with screens or electronics or electrics of any kind (i'm pretty much thinking of playing soccer or maybe building lean-tos or something in the woods, here), so that there will be where I have my fun, and the computer won't feel like that. So that when I sit down at a screen, all may parts won't go "Ah! Here be fun and dissolution!".

Because for now, I ain't getting shit done in my copious down time. And by "for now" I mean, like, for the past goddamn 3-8 years. And by "down time" I mean unstructured time.
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*I went all Nick Hornsby on that one and I knew i was doing it** and decided to do it anyway, telling m'self I'd make it all right with a self-aware asterisk-note. But self-aware goes TOO FAR sometime, doesn't it?

**I don't know that I was doing it. I thought I was. But I don't know for sure that that's Going Nick Hornsby at all. It's who I think of, and since I just read _High Fidelity_ a cuople weeks ago, I may be right. But I'm not sure. You care!

One week later, twitchy again

Yep, twitchy, twitchy again.

[Edit-- In fact Iw as so twitchy I never got back to this post to finish it. Now it's a week later. Wha har!]

DREADNOKS

I just realized that the inevitability of there being GI Joe movie sequels means that at some point we are probably going to get to see DREADNOKS.

What made me think of this was that I thought of Dreadnoks for some reason, and then thought up a status update taht involved Dreadnoks, and then it dawned on me.. the above.

The status update was "is drinkin' grape soda like a Dreadnok".

Yo, CBS: calling "The Good Wife" "TV's most-anticipated new drama" doesn't make it so.

Murderous at the office

It's time, it's only time, that I'm killing.* And I don't particularly have it to kill. I just get so.. antsy is maybe the closest word to what it is. I feel like I'm gonna burst, like I'm shooting forward with some kind of momentum and every time I attempt to focus my momentum on the work i have to do, I smack right into it and just skid right off its tip and back into the soft stunt cushion of the various online crap.

On the weekends I can literally go into the dining room and do pushups or something to sort of bleed off a bit of the energy and equalize the pressure a bit, but that's not an option here on weekdays b/c it's just too crowded and this isn't Google or Ion Storm or something; eccentricity isn't fostered.



*I like how I felt the need to clarify right up front that I wasn't actually killing or in danger of killing any living thing. How dangerous I expect you to regard me.

Chief Tyrol-- I mean, Chief.. something something

From IMDB news -

In February, CBS announced it was joining CTV in picking up The Bridge, a procedural crime drama starring Aaron Douglas (Chief Galen Tyrol on Battlestar Galactica) as a former cop turned union boss.

I love Galactica. But after the first season, the Chief rapidly became one of the worst things about the show. He was your go-to guy if you needed your disbelief unsuspended as quick as possible.

Me Angery!

He's fat enough to be a union boss, anyway. If this were a political cartoon from the 1910s!!

Zing.

Chocolate cookies

The Boy and I made these cookies tonight, more or less. I swung real sloppy on the amounts, and we didn't have any brown sugar so at Jenny's suggestion we just used white sugar for the whole amount and then added some molasses.

I didn't want to leave the kitchen to find the ratio of molasses/sugar for substituting, so I just threw some in there.

They came out really good. Also, we chopped up Easter chocolates in place of choco chips. And Buzzy donated some of his own Reese's Pieces.

Now you know all about our cookies!

Joan Collins

Reminded, by the 1987 Letterman Top Ten list "Peter Holm's Top 10 Grievances Against Joan Collins," that Joan Collins used to be to "loose woman" as Viagra is to "bone-yab", I Googled her name to see what see looked like back in the day.

Came up with this delightful piece from the Telegraph:

Joan Collins: the day I said no to James Bond

A glimpse of the swanky side of the past from someone you don't hear from all the damn time.

Sutherland/Letterman: Talkin' bout jail

Here's Keifer Sutherland on Letterman, CBS era, talking about his stint in LA County Jail. He's well candid and human about the whole thing. Strikes the right tone exactly -- not too light, not too serious. Just simultaneously light and serious.

The thumbs bit is hilarious, and he actually answers the #1 question that everyone wants to ask anyone who goes to jail. He does so without Dave even having to ask, which is nice since Dave wouldn't've. Not these days.

The dumb CBS player will throw a commercial at you before and after, I'm afraid.

Letterman Top Ten Lists, 1987-89

You're 9. You're in bed. You hear your mom laughing downstairs. What is she laughing at?

Maybe the "ashtray" you made in art class and gave her for Mother's Day. She doesn't smoke. If she did, she wouldn't trust her ashes to this lumpy fuchsia monstrosity. What a fool you are. What a fool.

Or maybe she's laughing at one of these Top Ten lists from Late Night with David Letterman on NBC, from June 1987 through December 1989.

lookalikes

Nothing to add, this is just very nice:

http://www.sweetsauer.com/kristis_bliggitty_blog/2008/08/look-alikes.html

Examples:

Your dj truck ran into my violin truck

Awesome is as awesome does, motherfuckers.



When they bust into the Roots - dynamite.

via collegehumor

IDIOT TOYS: Tech reviews for the bored: Natalia Bonarenko sacked for lack of effort

I like to check in now and then at Idiot Toys; they do a thing there where they take the tons of promotional photos they receive and treat them as entries in an ongoing competition. On the right days I find it hysterical. They're fully deadpan.

An excellent example is IDIOT TOYS: Tech reviews for the bored: Natalia Bonarenko sacked for lack of effort

Andrew WK

That's Andrew WK and me. You know, just hanging out after a good nights' work.

Salesmanship

From a woot.com product description:

We can throw around terms like “four inputs” and “80 watts”
and “built-in subwoofer” all day, but what good are such bloodless
phrases? Let us put it this way: either the MAINStage Sound System will make your TV, DVD,
iPod, Xwiistation, or laptop sound way, way better, or we’ll drink a
12-oz. glass of our own urine. That’s how much we believe.

How does anyone not love woot?

powered by performancing firefox

Testings, testings, 1, 2... 3?

Hrm.. just testing out this firefox extension ("performancing")... let's see if it works.

powered by performancing firefox

powered by performancing firefox

i'll store this with the Cheek Squeezers

Yonder an important product.

The "May we suggest..."s at the bottom complete the perfection.

toast

This made me laugh out loud. The text, that is. The concept is awesome, and no laughing matter.

http://blog.scifi.com/tech/archives/2006/10/04/toast_printer_i.html

"what the shit is this?"

Too many awesomes to count in this clip here, but I will add that I've seen this movie at least twice and I didn't ever notice the massive, massive microphone creepage going on. I think my noticing it now is an unfortunate effect of seeing it in this small size, where you can see pretty much the whole image without moving your eye much. Anyway, I could have sworn this was the scene in which Dolemite utters the famous words, "Those aren't my furs", but I guess I was wrong. Please enjoy.

To see it in a bigger size, go here.

(click in the white space to start it)