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Enough already
May. 30th, 2006 12:21 pmTo all the media outlets out there:
I'm really tired of hearing about Natalee Holloway. I do not think she deserves to be front-page news over all the crises that are going on around the world today. Yes, it's tragic that she disappeared with no trace. Yes, it would be good to see her murderers brought to justice. But honestly - if she hadn't been a young, pretty, white, blonde girl from the suburbs, I sincerely doubt she'd be getting as much attention. Teenagers disappear every day all over this nation and don't make the front page, so why should this one be any different?
Sorry folks, had to get that off my chest.
I'm really tired of hearing about Natalee Holloway. I do not think she deserves to be front-page news over all the crises that are going on around the world today. Yes, it's tragic that she disappeared with no trace. Yes, it would be good to see her murderers brought to justice. But honestly - if she hadn't been a young, pretty, white, blonde girl from the suburbs, I sincerely doubt she'd be getting as much attention. Teenagers disappear every day all over this nation and don't make the front page, so why should this one be any different?
Sorry folks, had to get that off my chest.
Husband and I decided to take advantage of the nice weather today and go for a bike ride along one of the local rail trails. We started out in Hillsborough and originally meant to go as far as Griggstown (about 5 miles), but it was too early for lunch. So, husband suggested we push on through Kingston all the way to Princeton (total about 16 miles) and at the end of the trip I was almost too sore to get back on the bike. But 16 miles up equals 16 miles back, and holy shit but I cannot walk right now, seriously. My knees are in a world of pain. Hoping to feel better in the morning.
We watched the Preakness later in the day, and I'm just brokenhearted over Barbaro's fracture. They're probably going to end up putting him down, if you read between the lines on the reports. It is always awful to see that happen in horse racing.
On a happier note, the "signature drink" at Pimlico is a lot tastier than a mint julep, and I encourage you to try a:
Black-Eyed Susan
1 oz vodka
1 oz medium rum
1/2 oz orange liqueur (such as triple sec or Cointreau)
3 oz pineapple juice
6 oz orange juice
cherry on top
Tomorrow: outlets ahoy!
We watched the Preakness later in the day, and I'm just brokenhearted over Barbaro's fracture. They're probably going to end up putting him down, if you read between the lines on the reports. It is always awful to see that happen in horse racing.
On a happier note, the "signature drink" at Pimlico is a lot tastier than a mint julep, and I encourage you to try a:
Black-Eyed Susan
1 oz vodka
1 oz medium rum
1/2 oz orange liqueur (such as triple sec or Cointreau)
3 oz pineapple juice
6 oz orange juice
cherry on top
Tomorrow: outlets ahoy!
Yay for me!
May. 19th, 2006 09:22 amI biked to work today, because it was Bike to Work Day!!
Not quite from home, though - we started out at a localbar establishment called Cryans, because we can go after work and drink a lot of beer it was a reasonable ride from work. It was hilly (for me) but not more than a half-hour ride, and the rain held off long enough that we had a decent trip.
This weekend I'm going outlet shopping with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jaina and it will be Good. I am in dire need of at least one pair of brown work shoes, and possibly also a fabulous pair of heels to wear with my fabulous jeans that I can't fit into yet. But we're working on it.
ETA: DUDE, I won the raffle for the bike! Hurray!
...WTF am I going to do with another bike?
Not quite from home, though - we started out at a local
This weekend I'm going outlet shopping with
jaina and it will be Good. I am in dire need of at least one pair of brown work shoes, and possibly also a fabulous pair of heels to wear with my fabulous jeans that I can't fit into yet. But we're working on it.ETA: DUDE, I won the raffle for the bike! Hurray!
...WTF am I going to do with another bike?
Had the Sale of Yard today, and it was a smashing success. We sold all the big things we wanted to sell except the VCR, and that we gave to one of the employees of the pizza shop next door. They make splendiferous New York-style pizza (the place is Donald Trump's favorite, and The Donald can't be wrong) and it's never a bad idea to get some brownie points from the guys who make your dinner.
The day's take? $320. Boom, baby. Not bad for something that should have been subtitled Let's Clean Out The Attic.
Gonna watch the Derby later and cheer for the gray horsie, because I like gray horses.
The day's take? $320. Boom, baby. Not bad for something that should have been subtitled Let's Clean Out The Attic.
Gonna watch the Derby later and cheer for the gray horsie, because I like gray horses.
Weekend crap
May. 1st, 2006 09:39 amLast week was busy busy busy. We had a new instrument installed, so most of my time was spent with the service tech, learning about the instrument and how to run it. He left on Thursday, and Friday turned into Let's All Blow Off Work and Go Out To Lunch Day.
Anyway, husband and I left on Friday evening to go to upstate New York to visit with my aunt for a biking trip. We had horrible traffic on the way up thanks to scads of New Yorkers headed to the Catskills for the weekend, but it finally cleared up and we arrived around nine or so. We spent a lot of time talking about the whole Florida issue over wine and pizza, so.
The bike ride was very pleasant. I had had some trouble with my front derailleur on Thursday afternoon, so I was nervous about the bike breaking down out in the middle of nowhere, but it turned out fine. Saturday morning, we met up with my aunt at her barn where she was having a dressage lesson with her horse Corky. There were promises of a barn cat for petting, but Buddy was nowhere to be found.
We drove to the trail head and unloaded the bikes. My front wheel didn't go on quite right and one of the brake calipers was dragging, but luckily there was a small bike shop nearby and the proprietor fixed the bike for me. The trail itself was nice and flattish - only a small grade - and the spring scenery was lovely. At one point we passed a small farm that I swear belonged to Old McDonald, with a cluck cluck here and a baa baa there (geese, a rooster, chickens, a llama, a horse, guinea hens - quite a menagerie.) We had lunch in Millerston, and I thought I lost my cell phone, but I didn't.
Steak for dinner, and then my aunt took us to a local market for ice cream. We each picked up our own pint, and mine was called "Crumbs along the Mohawk:" graham crackers in graham cracker ice cream with caramel. Pure crack. It's a good thing they don't sell that kind of ice cream in my area, or I'd be fat as anything.
We went for a second short bike ride on Sunday, again after my aunt's dressage lesson, and this time Buddy was available for an extended scratch and cuddle. Beautiful brown-and-black tiger cat, stripey all over with white just under his chin and big green eyes. My aunt said that he doesn't get a lot of attention, which makes no sense to me, because he was such a beautiful boy that I don't know how anyone could resist petting him for hours on end. Either way, he purred like motor, and the paws were going, and I almost stole him right there.
The ride home was much more pleasant than the ride up. We got home just in time to watch the very end of the rebroadcast of the F1 race, and then I spent the rest of the afternoon tidying up the apartment. My parents called late (for them) and they still don't have a house in Florida to move to after they close on the 22nd of May. Not My Problem, though I continue to puzzle over how unconcerned they are about mooching off of their friends.
This week should be a bit busy, as the big local rummage sale takes place this weekend, and I'd like to have my own small sale in our front yard to get rid of worthwhile items like the ginormous microwave we received as a wedding present. If we made a hundred bucks on the weekend, I'd be happy.
Anyway, husband and I left on Friday evening to go to upstate New York to visit with my aunt for a biking trip. We had horrible traffic on the way up thanks to scads of New Yorkers headed to the Catskills for the weekend, but it finally cleared up and we arrived around nine or so. We spent a lot of time talking about the whole Florida issue over wine and pizza, so.
The bike ride was very pleasant. I had had some trouble with my front derailleur on Thursday afternoon, so I was nervous about the bike breaking down out in the middle of nowhere, but it turned out fine. Saturday morning, we met up with my aunt at her barn where she was having a dressage lesson with her horse Corky. There were promises of a barn cat for petting, but Buddy was nowhere to be found.
We drove to the trail head and unloaded the bikes. My front wheel didn't go on quite right and one of the brake calipers was dragging, but luckily there was a small bike shop nearby and the proprietor fixed the bike for me. The trail itself was nice and flattish - only a small grade - and the spring scenery was lovely. At one point we passed a small farm that I swear belonged to Old McDonald, with a cluck cluck here and a baa baa there (geese, a rooster, chickens, a llama, a horse, guinea hens - quite a menagerie.) We had lunch in Millerston, and I thought I lost my cell phone, but I didn't.
Steak for dinner, and then my aunt took us to a local market for ice cream. We each picked up our own pint, and mine was called "Crumbs along the Mohawk:" graham crackers in graham cracker ice cream with caramel. Pure crack. It's a good thing they don't sell that kind of ice cream in my area, or I'd be fat as anything.
We went for a second short bike ride on Sunday, again after my aunt's dressage lesson, and this time Buddy was available for an extended scratch and cuddle. Beautiful brown-and-black tiger cat, stripey all over with white just under his chin and big green eyes. My aunt said that he doesn't get a lot of attention, which makes no sense to me, because he was such a beautiful boy that I don't know how anyone could resist petting him for hours on end. Either way, he purred like motor, and the paws were going, and I almost stole him right there.
The ride home was much more pleasant than the ride up. We got home just in time to watch the very end of the rebroadcast of the F1 race, and then I spent the rest of the afternoon tidying up the apartment. My parents called late (for them) and they still don't have a house in Florida to move to after they close on the 22nd of May. Not My Problem, though I continue to puzzle over how unconcerned they are about mooching off of their friends.
This week should be a bit busy, as the big local rummage sale takes place this weekend, and I'd like to have my own small sale in our front yard to get rid of worthwhile items like the ginormous microwave we received as a wedding present. If we made a hundred bucks on the weekend, I'd be happy.
teh weekend
Apr. 24th, 2006 09:30 amInteresting combination this weekend of Fun and Suck.
Since husband's friend Jeff was available to help us move furniture, we rented a truck and a storage shelter and planned the move for Saturday. I emailed my parents to let them know I was coming on Friday, didn't receive a response and didn't think anything of it. Then, on Friday, I learned in the morning that they had decided to go visit their friends in PA because one of them is recovering from surgery.
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Since husband's friend Jeff was available to help us move furniture, we rented a truck and a storage shelter and planned the move for Saturday. I emailed my parents to let them know I was coming on Friday, didn't receive a response and didn't think anything of it. Then, on Friday, I learned in the morning that they had decided to go visit their friends in PA because one of them is recovering from surgery.
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Happy Easter
Apr. 16th, 2006 12:29 pmNothing says Easter like a wind-up chicken that shits bubble gum eggs (or whatever else you put in it.)
Starburst jelly beans are revolting.
More on Weekend at the Parents' another time. It still sucks, but there's not much to do besides pack my stuff up and move along.
Starburst jelly beans are revolting.
More on Weekend at the Parents' another time. It still sucks, but there's not much to do besides pack my stuff up and move along.
It's time for fun with Engrish
Apr. 14th, 2006 09:22 amFrom the description of a doujinshi on eBay:
Coments.........When RUKIA walked, it was already dotted with the Seoul * candy which had difficulty with acquisition.
It is RUKIA which I have picked up carelessly, but it is for Lucia to have been a trap of GIN for getting!
It is RUKIA center all Cara gag book.
Gotta love Babel Fish!
(Interpretations of this statement are welcome.)
Coments.........When RUKIA walked, it was already dotted with the Seoul * candy which had difficulty with acquisition.
It is RUKIA which I have picked up carelessly, but it is for Lucia to have been a trap of GIN for getting!
It is RUKIA center all Cara gag book.
Gotta love Babel Fish!
(Interpretations of this statement are welcome.)
LJ Amnesty Day
Apr. 3rd, 2006 01:03 pmHello Friends List,
I'm borrowing this idea fromfadingembers, who borrowed it from someone else. I've had this LJ for several years now, and some of you may find that we no longer share interests, but you feel bad about dropping me from your list. Today (or this week) is your week to do it and feel no guilt. Since my RL has gotten a lot happier, my journal has been less about "omg emo angst cheer up sad little grad student" and more "OMG ANIME YAYZ!"
So, if you ain't interested, it's all good. It's been fun knowing you! I'll be doing some spring cleaning of my own this week, as well.
I'm borrowing this idea from
fadingembers, who borrowed it from someone else. I've had this LJ for several years now, and some of you may find that we no longer share interests, but you feel bad about dropping me from your list. Today (or this week) is your week to do it and feel no guilt. Since my RL has gotten a lot happier, my journal has been less about "omg emo angst cheer up sad little grad student" and more "OMG ANIME YAYZ!" So, if you ain't interested, it's all good. It's been fun knowing you! I'll be doing some spring cleaning of my own this week, as well.
Dumbassery
Mar. 30th, 2006 09:27 pmMy husband has a car buddy named Jason. Jason is going to buy a used Honda S2000, and then he and my husband will be S2000 buddies.
They are (facetiously) calling themselves Team y0.
Now Jason has a new lady friend, and if we all meet up and like one another, then the lady friend and I will be:
Team y0 Mamaz.
It's so stupid but I've been laughing about it all night.
They are (facetiously) calling themselves Team y0.
Now Jason has a new lady friend, and if we all meet up and like one another, then the lady friend and I will be:
Team y0 Mamaz.
It's so stupid but I've been laughing about it all night.
There is no excuse for this post, except that I have a dirty mind, and Renji is wearing a necklace in the Sealed Sword Frenzy that looks like a penis. Feel free to steal, but please credit me.
Also, is it me, or is the end of Bleach 73 a porno fic waiting to happen? Consider this: we have all the right elements. Ishida has a fever, hurt/comfort, Yoshino's lost love, a lot of talk about lonely eyes, and a nearby bed.
Yeah. I'm so reading that one.
A billion million thanks tojaina for optimizing the icon so it was under 40K.
Also, is it me, or is the end of Bleach 73 a porno fic waiting to happen? Consider this: we have all the right elements. Ishida has a fever, hurt/comfort, Yoshino's lost love, a lot of talk about lonely eyes, and a nearby bed.
Yeah. I'm so reading that one.
A billion million thanks to
jaina for optimizing the icon so it was under 40K.Someone shoot me in the face right now.
Dedication Honors Nude Britney Spears Giving Birth
No really, shoot me in the face, right now.
Dedication Honors Nude Britney Spears Giving Birth
No really, shoot me in the face, right now.
Happy St. Paddy's Day!
Mar. 17th, 2006 11:26 amLá fhéile Pádraig shona dhaoibh!
I gave out a couple of MP3s from this album last year, but Ashley MacIsaac is so awesome that you should have the whole thing.
Bleach fans, take note that "Wing-Stock" from this album was chosen by Kubo Tite as Rukia's theme song. It's actually quite appropriate for her - starts out pretty and gentle, and then WHOA HERE COMES THE ASSKICKING.
Ashley MacIsaac - Hi How Are You Today
Zombie Report
Mar. 14th, 2006 10:10 pmI am pleased to announce that my husband and I have watched 28 Days Later, and we found that the principles used against the Infected were in accordance with the guidelines laid out in the Zombie Survival Manual. It is indeed heartening to see that the directors of this movie did their best to bring the reality of a zombie outbreak to the attention of the public, and that proper survival techniques - as well as the consequences of not using them - were realistically displayed. Bravo.
