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Monday, April 29, 2002
Like
I say this too much. And it's not like I talk in a lot of similes, although I do that too, I just start sentences that way.
Like if I were going to say something like this.
Like, why would I do that? It's not like it has anything to do with the sentence.
I like to think that I don't sound like a valley girl from the mid-80's. I actually like to think that there is nothing about me that harkens back to the mid-80's.
It's like I've been talking like this for so long that I don't remember talking like anything else. And it's not like my friends don't talk like me. We all seem to talk the same way. I might have done something about it sooner if one of them were like "You say "like" too much." But they're not.
When I'm writing, I tend to delete the word "like" because I know it doesn't fit into anything that I have to say. But when I start talking it's like "like, like, like" all over the place. So don't try looking for it in the archives, because I keep the "like"-ing to a minimum. But like if you see me on the street or in the mall or on the train, like kick me or something every time I say it.
We must stop this madness.
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Friday, April 26, 2002
The Amy Is Funny. Oh Yes She Is.
In an effort to educate the masses on the wonder that is The Amy, I've decided to make her a special guest here at the Tao. Here's some downlow that she's been sending me:
I would like you to know...that today there will be a protest in front of my building. This of itself is not big deal, there are protests almost every day in lovely SF. It will be a group of activists protesting Bechtel Corp's suing of the Bolivian government over a bottomed-out deal to privatize Bolivia's water supply. Which, actually, I am fine with. Go free speech.
Here's the funny thing, though. They're calling it a protest march and a "living river" because they are asking people to bring little cups of water with them to the protest. Picture this: 150-200 environmentalists with little cups of water. The self-same hippies who have probably not bathed in weeks.
Smelly Hippies with Dixie Cups Full of Water. That may be the title of my first novel.
PROTEST UPDATE: Since I know how much you love hearing of the daily protests in and around my building, let me help you to enjoy this one.
Today we have a group of very angry people who hate PG&E marching back and forth. As many people hate PG&E (they're the company Julia Roberts, I mean, Erin Brockovich fought against) this is not a particularly strange occurrence. These folks are doing their normal protest thing--beating on drums, loudly yelling at anyone who will listen, carrying signs with "UNFAIR" written across the top and... flying kites.
Now, I would not think kites would be a major strategy of the protest movement, however these kites are more like gigantic balloons in the shape of rats. That's right, rats. Letting the PG&E employees know, no doubt, that the protesters believe they are rat-like and bad, bad men (or women- let's not be sexist here). The thing is, they're not very good replicas of the rat. At first I thought they were pigs, then the breeze caught them and they looked a little like cats. I didn't know what the big deal was with cats, and I thought maybe someone was protesting that damn musical... anyway, the point is that someone had to tell me that they were rats.
So, here I am sitting by the window of my cube on the 20th floor in downtown San Francisco, one of the most cosmopolitan, hip and self-important places in the world... watching flying rats bump against the buildings.
God, I love California.
4/26/2002 01:53:00 PM link
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Oh My
I don't know how people would get here through this site, but someone did. I'm frightened.
4/26/2002 12:32:00 PM link
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Dooce.com
Heather has decided to stop running her site, because it has damaged personal relationships and stuff. (This is the same woman who got fired because of her blog...) I'm sad, because her site was funny.
But I have learned something. Artistic freedom is something that can really only exist in a perfect world. A world that we don't live in. There have been a number of sites that have shut down, at least for a short time, because someone connected to the writer read and got offended at something. I have a feeling a few professors from college are pissed because of my review of the show I saw last fall.
Then again, some of them have been kinda rude ever since I graduated. There was some sort of scandal with our class or something. I don't even remember.
The point is that we write things for ourselves, but we choose to do it on the internet where anyone (even the people you write about) can find it if they know where to look. But does that mean that we have to censor ourselves? It's an argument I've reaised before, and will probably raise again. I've stopped writing about work stuff for the most part. I try not to write anything that will offend my friends. But it's hard to worry about what non-friends and strangers will find offensive.
Stupid freedom of speech.
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Home
Yes, my children, I'm finally back in the windy city. Ironically, it was far more windy in Iowa.
You know who rocks my world? Jeremy. Go.
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Wednesday, April 24, 2002
What I Should Be Doing
Is getting ready to go. I have a lunch appointment at noon. In Des Moines. But I'm sitting here, only half my stuff packed, knowing that a severe thunderstorm is on the way and I need to get out of town.
Oh well.
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Tuesday, April 23, 2002
The Picture
For those who need inspiration, here's a picture of the new vehicle...
Yeah. I'm really cool.
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Monday, April 22, 2002
The Name
I hadn't really thought about a name for the truck. I've never really been one to name my vehicles. Although apparently other people are inclined to do so. (Sarah -- Denise? Why?) If you have any good name ideas, then rock. Throw down a comment and we'll vote on it. I can't guarantee that I'll actually call the truck by name (I have a hard time even personifying it and calling it a "she"...or a "he" for that matter...) but if your name is the best, you can enjoy the fact that you win.
No prizes or anything, unless you can find a way for me to make a little more coin than I'm making right now. Keep in mind that my car payments are now $80 higher than they were for the previously owned POS. It's all about the coin.
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Sunday, April 21, 2002
The Victory
Found one. I pick it up Monday. I'll try to have a picture online on Tuesday.
For those of you who can't wait, it's a red 2000 Ford Ranger extend-cab (with 4 doors). Yes, that's a truck. So for those of you who don't like trucks, then you don't have to ride in it.
More importantly, guess who won't be helping you move without a LOT of sucking up?
Yeah.
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Friday, April 19, 2002
The Car
Tomorrow's the big day. Wish me luck..
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Thursday, April 18, 2002
Notes From Hollywood
Semi-famous Hollywood actor was at the dress rehearsal last night. (If you know where I work, you'll make the connection...if not, then your loss...) He took some notes and gave them to me at the end of the run with a little introduction "Hi, I'm ***." Yeah. Like I don't know who you are. But he was really nice, I'll give him that. And it seems like he listened to the design.
Whether he liked it or not, or even understood it, remains to be seen. But at least he listened. He gave some good notes, and some less good notes. But because he's semi-famous Hollywood actor, I was a little flustered. I wasn't able to be as articulate as I normally care to be.
Oh well. It was cool to meet him in a professional setting as opposed to me running up to him at a premiere and asking for his autograph (which I doubt I would do anyway...). That would be not cool.
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Wednesday, April 17, 2002
Heat
It's really warm in here. The thermostat says it's 90 degrees. Granted, it will probably get a lot warmer as the weeks progress, but I don't feel like putting forth the effort to install the air conditioner window unit today. I have to do some building to get it to fit in the window. Don't ask. The point is that I am hot, and although I have the tools to make it not so hot, I'm choosing to get online and complain.
There.
4/17/2002 04:31:00 PM link
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Proof
Is it any coincidence that these two things are featured in the same magazine here in Chicago?
I think not.
(For those of you who haven't caught on...this is proof that Gwyneth and I are meant to be. Why else would my name be right there?)
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Tuesday, April 16, 2002
O Canada
I've never known Canadians until we met the chiropracters down the street. And now it seems like everything is Canadian. So this is my special tribute to Canada. Go to some fun Canada links, listen to some music, and if things are more fun than you imagined, see if you can move there! Go Canada!
Canada.com
Canadian Survivor Game
Alanis Morissette
SoulDecision
Bare Naked Ladies
Celine Dion
bobupanddown (a fun Canadian blog...)
Powdered Non Sequiter Man (another blog...)
The test to see if you're allowed to move to Canada
Also...check out the updated picture page which include shots of all the Canadians I know! There are also pictures of weird houses (a la snow/smiley house) from my neighborhood. Fun!
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Fun With Health
No...I'm not exercising or anything like that. I was just reading a magazine. And there are fun things in there. And now I'm putting them here so you can feel the fun. And while you're reading, you burn calories!
Dandruff is a sign that your scalp has a yeast infection. Honey is a natural antifungal...studies show that sufferers who washed their scalps with it daily had no more flakes or itching after five weeks.
It takes 250,000 crunches to burn 1 pound of fat -- that's 100 crunches a day for 7 years.
That's totally a good reason to not do crunches.
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