Too young to be a barometerAnd yet I have weather aches. My warranty must have expired.
I knew it was going to snow. My knees hurt like nobody’s business. They don’t hurt that much unless there’s a major barometer change in the offing. I’ve been *cough* blessed with this weather-sense since about age 15. I was tall early in life. I blame genetics. Thanks, Dad.
On the other hand, no walk around the park this morning. It’s still snowing, and I don’t have gloves.
This makes me feel all warm and fuzzy /NOT/Microsoft gets the names of everyone who wants a different choice; I never did get my Christmas card from them.
Microsoft has flexed its legal muscle and forced a company to turn over all information about all subscribers to its site, including email and snailmail addresses.
WTF?!??
So the message I’m getting, as a consumer, is 1) always lie like a cheap rug to online companies, because even if they don’t misuse the information they may be forced to give it to someone who will; and 2) Microsoft believes that it is a nation-like entity, with the ability to bully information and cooperation out of smaller countri— uh, companies. This latest action does very little to inspire consumer confidence in online commerce.
So, everyone join me in my action. Go to the Lindows site. Sign up for their email list, using an email address that you won’t mind deleting later when you start receiving spam from Microsoft’s sycophants (but will still be able to access the email because, hey, it’s a company and a product that offer alternatives to being Yet Another Bitch of the Redmond Menace.) When asked for your address, no matter where you live, list your state as “not Washington state”.
Hey look ma, it’s a content crutchThe Friday Five for 4 January.
I’ve decided that things like the Friday Five and Blogger Insider (both of which are fun, BTW) are great for those days when your neurons steadfastly refuse to produce anything that is both coherent and original without serious prompting.
So what the hell. This week’s questions look interesting. And I’ve had my first cup of coffee, so there’s that much activity going on.
1. You’ve just won a complete collection of movies starring one actor — what actor would you pick?
Sir Anthony Hopkins. Multiple genres, different types of characters, many interesting stories. The ratio of keepers-to-doorstops would be lower than average, and with the selection left, it would be a while until I was bored.
2. What was the last movie you saw in a theater?
Monsters, Inc. The movie has been called exploitative of children, but a) the writer of the essay is a bit of a git; b) you can’t please everyone anyway; and 3) it was funny, damn it. Geez, sometimes a cartoon is just a cartoon.
3. What was the last video or DVD that you bought?
City of Angels director’s cut DVD. Schmaltz, but some really lovely cinematography; and it’s not so treacly-sweet that you feel your back molars rotting. Also, my family camped at Eagle Point campground at Lake Tahoe quite a lot, so I know where Meg Ryan died. Or her character. You know what I mean.
I own 12 DVDs, though, and have yet to purchase a DVD player. Something else always comes up (usually a lack of work), and when I do have the financial wherewithal to buy a DVD player, I hold off because I’d need to get a new TV — my current one is too old to carry a digital signal without a set-top box.
Quelle pitoyable, huh?
4. What movie could you watch over and over again and not get sick of?
Real Genius. I know because I actually have done this, several times. No comment on what my friends think when I keep peppering my speech with quotes from the movie, though…at least they stay away from the sharp implements, bless them.
5. How do you plan to spend your weekend?
Trying to backwards-engineer a personal scent mixed up for me some years ago. Like an idiot, I lost the piece of paper that had the “recipe”. It was juniper and two other scents, to cut the astringency and soften the final scent…but I don’t know exactly what scents. Also some laundry, a walk or maybe a few (there’s supposed to be a break in the rain, and I’m taking full advantage), writing a letter, maybe go see Ocean’s Eleven. That looks like fun.
The afternoon’s entertainmentReshuffling the music library.
I just finished reorganizing my books and CDs. And if that isn’t an exciting afternoon, then you tell me what is.
Oh. Right. “Just about anything else.”
In my defense, things were getting bad. I couldn’t remember if the CD that I wanted to hear was Put Away (sitting on the shelf filed alpha-by-artist), put away in the portable CD container, in the 10-disc changer, or in the discman. After finding it (put away on the shelf in an unlabeled jewelbox, doubtless done several weeks ago thinking, “I’ll put it back in its own case tomorrow”), I decided to clean up my music before I started doing heinous things like putting CDs facedown on the desktop or one of the stereo speakers “just for a minute” and scratching them all to Hell and back. Then, of course, I had to clean up the bookshelves, with their five months’ worth of new acquisitions all set atop the books already on the shelf (or else piled on the last shelf, which once was an empty holding zone but is no more.)
Damn, I’ve outgrown my bookshelves again.
You’re doing it wrongI don't think that word means what you think it means.
Mistranslations have been the cause of much personal angst, social upheaval, and boy bands.
But this one takes the cake.
I’m still trying to figure out which is funnier: that men didn’t use a little common sense, or that women took so readily to this myth. My my, whatever shall Cosmo do for its headlines now?
And a happy new year to you, tooAll quiet on this front...
I was going to sleep through the thing, as is my usual wont (I’m not much of a party person); but I ended up being awake at midnight my time. No neighbourhood fireworks, no overly loud cheering, nothing. A bit of a switch from last year, when I heard explosions and yelling and klaxons.
Oh — right…and the people who used to be downstairs getting into yet another wicked argument.
It's nice to be loved, but there's a lot to be said for cringing respect
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