|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 8:30:26 GMT -5
We just finished watching the season finale of Fringe. It was... magnificent. The S2 DVD set is available for preorder on Amazon, if anybody besides me is interested, and yes, we went for it. I lent the S1 DVDs to Daria, who only saw half the season because we couldn't tape them after we went to satellite dish; she's very much enjoying them too. Sara, your opener is in very good taste. I'm going to go admire your photos now. I was waiting to hear to your reaction (to Fringe). I check for more on the thread.
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 8:36:29 GMT -5
and you know where Mr Bolty is. Poodling? I like that verb. I may have to borrow it sometime. I like it too. Must remember this. I'm off to get ready for Day 2 of the Garage Sale from Hell. The weather is NOT cooperating and I am a magnet for weirdos. Like the woman who brought a HUGE pile of stuff up to the "checkout" table, then announced that she had no money, and would we be willing to hold the stuff for her indefinitely? She had to talk to her sister about finances, and her sister is a very busy real estate agent who might not get back to her right away, so would I give her my home number so she could call me when she was ready to purchase said items? NO, no, no. This is a garage sale, lady, not freakin' layaway at K-Mart. Our goal is to get rid of our crap in exchange for a small pittance. We will not "hold" things for you in the off chance that your very busy and important sister will come through and cough up the $5-10 for your items. And I'm not giving you my number so you can stalk call me. Send this story into Reader's Digest. They pay you for stories like this.
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 8:37:59 GMT -5
Nice new part. I like the opener. Much. I finally have the missing door to my cabinets and my work guy is coming at 9 to install the the rest of them which means I can finally clean the kitchen junk out of my dining room! Woot! Will also get the rest of my pictures hung except for the three than need re-framing. I think the end is finally near for my place. Since I loaned so much money to my daughter the new windows, front door, bathtub and bathroom tops will have to wait, but what I have is still serviceable. It's all a little unreal. Ah, household renovations. Need I say more? Also -- just lent money to a family member too.
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 8:40:35 GMT -5
Hello all. Odd day; I spent most of it wrangling with an article on Dollhouse I'm working on, followed by a family graduation party, which is an exercise in awkward, seeing as I LOATHE certain people who always have to be present there and make sure people know they are present and poodle around them. Bad enough at a party; they did the same at my great-aunt's funeral. Assholes. Addendum: Grr. Argh. First: Must agree with Anne - poodling is a fantastic word. I must steal it! Second: Don't let the real Evil overpower the fun EVUULLL that is you. Don't give them the power to ruin your fun. They are miserable, you aren't. Some tricks I've used in these situation: -------- Be a "Desmond Morris" type observer, observing "wild life" in its "natural habitat." Observe "the effects of long term atrophy of the brain" or some such thing. Seriously though, you can try taking a really clinical, objective eye to the situation. --------- Tell yourself you are an undercover agent at the event. You must behave as if you fit in, so you aren't discovered - but you are really there to gather as much information as you can about what these folks are like. --------- Use your interactions for your writing . . . turn the grrr-argh experience into something useful by sort of . . . stepping outside it. Observe your reactions and words with an objective eye, as well as the actions and words of others. Plan to write a short summary of your experience later. Well, anyhow - I join your family in saying: Congrats on your graduation! Clever suggestions. (Not sure it is Erin's graduation -- just a "family" graduation event -- might be someone else? Not that congratulations to Erin are ever not appropriate) And, sorry about having to work on Saturday. Also, my 40 something (youngest) sister just put a bid in on a house, 2 years after her divorce. She says it's bigger than she needs but wants to considering fostering.
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 8:42:21 GMT -5
Long random list via email from my sis. You may have seen some or all of it (I think I recognize a few, did someone else post this?) but I couldn't resist. I also found myself wanting to bold so many that more than half the list was high-lighted. Finally I narrowed it down to just some of my favorites:
1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again.
13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
14. "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wear this - ever.
15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello?!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voice mail. What did you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
16. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
17. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
18. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
19. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
21. Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.
22. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
23. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
24. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
25. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?
26. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!
27. Shirts get dirty. Underwear get dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
28. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
29. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'll bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!
30. My check engine light has been on for three months now and nothing's happened. I'm starting to think that my car is just an attention whore.
31. Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness.
32. My GPS says "Estimated Arrival Time." I see "Time to Beat."
33. Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
34. My keyboard needs a removable crumb tray like my toaster.
35. What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other? (this one just cracks me up)
36. I wish it were appropriate to say to a complete stranger, "Excuse me, would you like me to show you how to discipline your child?"
37. I never understood why the Lions and Cowboys always get to play on Thanksgiving. Shouldn't the Patriots play the Redskins, and then steal their stadium afterwards?
38. Double-Stuffed Oreos should just be called Oreos, and regular Oreos should be called Diet Oreos.
|
|
|
Post by Queen E on May 22, 2010 9:48:09 GMT -5
Hello all. Odd day; I spent most of it wrangling with an article on Dollhouse I'm working on, followed by a family graduation party, which is an exercise in awkward, seeing as I LOATHE certain people who always have to be present there and make sure people know they are present and poodle around them. Bad enough at a party; they did the same at my great-aunt's funeral. Assholes. Addendum: Grr. Argh. First: Must agree with Anne - poodling is a fantastic word. I must steal it! Second: Don't let the real Evil overpower the fun EVUULLL that is you. Don't give them the power to ruin your fun. They are miserable, you aren't. Some tricks I've used in these situation: -------- Be a "Desmond Morris" type observer, observing "wild life" in its "natural habitat." Observe "the effects of long term atrophy of the brain" or some such thing. Seriously though, you can try taking a really clinical, objective eye to the situation. --------- Tell yourself you are an undercover agent at the event. You must behave as if you fit in, so you aren't discovered - but you are really there to gather as much information as you can about what these folks are like. --------- Use your interactions for your writing . . . turn the grrr-argh experience into something useful by sort of . . . stepping outside it. Observe your reactions and words with an objective eye, as well as the actions and words of others. Plan to write a short summary of your experience later. Well, anyhow - I join your family in saying: Congrats on your graduation! Very wise advice! Thank you, Spring! All of them involve stepping back and being objective, something I desperately need to practice. (Not my graduation, though; just a cousin's. Believe me, if it were mine? They wouldn't be invited. Also, the celebration would be in Paris. And might be illegal in several countries.)
|
|
|
Post by Spaced Out Looney on May 22, 2010 10:14:35 GMT -5
Hello all. Odd day; I spent most of it wrangling with an article on Dollhouse I'm working on, followed by a family graduation party, which is an exercise in awkward, seeing as I LOATHE certain people who always have to be present there and make sure people know they are present and poodle around them. Bad enough at a party; they did the same at my great-aunt's funeral. Assholes. Addendum: Grr. Argh. First: Must agree with Anne - poodling is a fantastic word. I must steal it! Second: Don't let the real Evil overpower the fun EVUULLL that is you. Don't give them the power to ruin your fun. They are miserable, you aren't. Some tricks I've used in these situation: -------- Be a "Desmond Morris" type observer, observing "wild life" in its "natural habitat." Observe "the effects of long term atrophy of the brain" or some such thing. Seriously though, you can try taking a really clinical, objective eye to the situation. --------- Tell yourself you are an undercover agent at the event. You must behave as if you fit in, so you aren't discovered - but you are really there to gather as much information as you can about what these folks are like. --------- Use your interactions for your writing . . . turn the grrr-argh experience into something useful by sort of . . . stepping outside it. Observe your reactions and words with an objective eye, as well as the actions and words of others. Plan to write a short summary of your experience later. Well, anyhow - I join your family in saying: Congrats on your graduation! I love that. I'm going to have to remember to use that strategy myself the next time I have to attend an awkward family function.
|
|
|
Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on May 22, 2010 10:36:47 GMT -5
Hello all. Odd day; I spent most of it wrangling with an article on Dollhouse I'm working on, followed by a family graduation party, which is an exercise in awkward, seeing as I LOATHE certain people who always have to be present there and make sure people know they are present and poodle around them. Bad enough at a party; they did the same at my great-aunt's funeral. Assholes. Addendum: Grr. Argh. I went through a long, long period of having that kind of crap at family gatherings; two of the worst tormentors got properly medicated, one of them committed suicide, and the other has just enough dementia to forget why he was mad at everyone. The rest of them apologized for being rotten kids. Julia, now all I want is for them to start ordering their catering so that I don't have to bring sammiches.
|
|
|
Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on May 22, 2010 10:55:28 GMT -5
Long random list via email from my sis. You may have seen some or all of it (I think I recognize a few, did someone else post this?) but I couldn't resist. I also found myself wanting to bold so many that more than half the list was high-lighted. Finally I narrowed it down to just some of my favorites: 1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die. 2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong. 3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger. 4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.5. How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet? 6. Was learning cursive really necessary? 7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired. 10. Bad decisions make good stories. 11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again. 13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.14. "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wear this - ever. 15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello?!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voice mail. What did you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?16. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste. 17. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call. 18. I think the freezer deserves a light as well. 19. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay. 21. Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it. 22. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
23. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text. 24. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger. 25. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said? 26. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters! 27. Shirts get dirty. Underwear get dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever. 28. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.29. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'll bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time! 30. My check engine light has been on for three months now and nothing's happened. I'm starting to think that my car is just an attention whore. 31. Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. 32. My GPS says "Estimated Arrival Time." I see "Time to Beat."33. Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart". 34. My keyboard needs a removable crumb tray like my toaster. 35. What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other? (this one just cracks me up) 36. I wish it were appropriate to say to a complete stranger, "Excuse me, would you like me to show you how to discipline your child?"37. I never understood why the Lions and Cowboys always get to play on Thanksgiving. Shouldn't the Patriots play the Redskins, and then steal their stadium afterwards? 38. Double-Stuffed Oreos should just be called Oreos, and regular Oreos should be called Diet Oreos. Re 36: I watched a woman at the pharmacy let her tiny baby scream in its car carrier for fifteen minutes as she got drug instructions, and felt like going over and whapping her and saying "pick up your child, you're making everyone miserable." Most of the time I see parents setting up further bad behavior by this kind of stuff (kid was obviously freaked, looking around frantically for Mom whose face was obscured by the counter, and even giving the baby a second's facetime would have been enough to comfort). On the other hand, what most people mean when they say this is that slapping an autistic kid who's doing rocking/vocalization in the grocery line would fix everything, or doing a beat down on a tired, hungry toddler whose frazzled mom has to shop on the way home from work and daycare is a great idea. Nope, not so much. Don't go shopping between 3:30 and 6pm and you'll hear many fewer screaming babies. Julia, the all time champ was the woman in the food court who was teaching her 18month old to scream by giving the child a spoonfull of frozen yoghurt when she reached a certain decibel level, and otherwise ignoring her- again, in a stroller, pushed "out of the way" under the table. People are dumb.
|
|
|
Post by S'ewing S'cubie on May 22, 2010 11:34:52 GMT -5
Hello all. Odd day; I spent most of it wrangling with an article on Dollhouse I'm working on, followed by a family graduation party, which is an exercise in awkward, seeing as I LOATHE certain people who always have to be present there and make sure people know they are present and poodle around them. Bad enough at a party; they did the same at my great-aunt's funeral. Assholes. Addendum: Grr. Argh. First: Must agree with Anne - poodling is a fantastic word. I must steal it! Second: Don't let the real Evil overpower the fun EVUULLL that is you. Don't give them the power to ruin your fun. They are miserable, you aren't. Some tricks I've used in these situation: -------- Be a "Desmond Morris" type observer, observing "wild life" in its "natural habitat." Observe "the effects of long term atrophy of the brain" or some such thing. Seriously though, you can try taking a really clinical, objective eye to the situation. --------- Tell yourself you are an undercover agent at the event. You must behave as if you fit in, so you aren't discovered - but you are really there to gather as much information as you can about what these folks are like. --------- Use your interactions for your writing . . . turn the grrr-argh experience into something useful by sort of . . . stepping outside it. Observe your reactions and words with an objective eye, as well as the actions and words of others. Plan to write a short summary of your experience later. Well, anyhow - I join your family in saying: Congrats on your graduation! New words I have learned by being a S'cubie: Poodling: To hang around adoringly, doggie-style, with the intent to prove one's popularity and/or importance. Poodling is characterized by any or all of the following: increased alertness, extreme desire to please, involuntary body motions and possible tail-wagging. May occur under almost any circumstances. However, under the stress of poodling, fangirls in particular may succumb to: Wibbling: An extreme fangirl reaction the extent of which is subject to the degree of hotness of beloved fan-object, the proximity of said object and the possibility of physical contact with said fan-object. Wibblers may be identified by the loss of all coherent thought followed by a marked speech impediment reducing all vocal expression to hopeless babbling. There may be drool.
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 12:39:46 GMT -5
Is anybody here have difficulty with yahoo email?
Anything Jim attempts to forward to me comes through only as a subject line, but there is nothing in the message part of the email.
If somebody has yahoo email IM me, I'll send my email address and we can do a test case to see if it's just Jim's email or if it's a problem with my account receiving forwarded emails.
Huh. When I log into his email it appears to work fine. So maybe it's a problem somehow with the interface between yahoo email and his phone. Or maybe it's just been fixed between the most recent trial he made and my test.
|
|
|
Post by Michelle on May 22, 2010 13:16:41 GMT -5
|
|
|
Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on May 22, 2010 13:53:50 GMT -5
Huh, funny what shows up in AskMeFi sometimes. I am always amused by the contrarianist position on Joss: "Everbody Else is Wrong, Wrong, Wrong!" Julia, otherwise known as "Other People Like Things I Don't Like and That's Evil!!!!"
|
|
|
Post by Onjel on May 22, 2010 16:18:41 GMT -5
Stopping by, briefly, since I don't have much going on that anyone would like to hear about and I have to wash the hair dye out of my hair, anyway. *sigh* Anyhow, that is one awesome and beautiful frame, Better Half!
To those who are having challenging times-mega hugs.
To those having great times-mega kudos and hugs.
To those having the usual times-mega hugs and the status quo is okay as long as it isn't filled with badness. And, if those usual times involve incredible numbers of people "poodling" about-breathe. And, don't tire yourself out.
To everyone, hugs and kisses, just because.
One of these days, I'll be back. When I can gather the energy to talk, that is. . ..
|
|
|
Post by Sue on May 22, 2010 16:19:32 GMT -5
Wow! A lot more, and more thoughtful, comments than I usually find on the internet. Even after the guy came in and disagreed rather forcefully (and rudely as well IMO) most of the replies to him were pretty thoughtful and restrained.
|
|