Crowning moments of awesome

First, on Survivor, there was much maneuvering, which culminated with Sandra standing up and saying that she didn't want to go out with the immunity idol in her bra. Then she made a production of pulling it out, while the jury enjoyed Russell's discomfiture in the background.

Then there was the season finale of Supernatural. It culminated with, well, it was pretty much the yellow crayon speech, but with a '67 Impala in place of the crayon. It worked, mate.


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Borrower of the Night, Elizabeth Peters

Caught up on my appointment television

Jerri did the smart thing, which is sad because it looks like this season is going to be a rerun of last season - a truly horrible person gets to the end because he'll be easy to beat in the final, but the editors try to convince us that he gets to the end because he's the Most Brilliant Strategist in the World. *sigh*

Followed by the saddest Supernatural ever. Poor, doomed Winchesters.


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Microserfs, Douglas Coupland

Definitely need this crown adjusted.

*sigh*


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Unseen Academicals, Terry Pratchett

Gang aft agley

I was planning to take the underground home. It is very cold out, and it's warmer to wait underground. But "Muni subway service has been disrupted due to overhead wires being down at Van Ness Station in the inbound direction." So I took a jam-packed maroon and cream trolley home, instead. I was lucky to get aboard.

That model has very narrow aisles.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Unseen Academicals, Terry Pratchett

Afternoon at the museum

Happy news: the poodles are back.


Today's earrings: spiders, coins

Bedtime reading: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, J.K. Rowling

Leverage

New season started tonight. It was the usual lighthearted romp, but, sadly, I must dock points because Parker didn't jump off any buildings. It's much better when she's jumping off buildings.


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: One Man Show, Michael Innes

Two things

My boss's boss was in the office today celebrating the new fiscal year. He bought us all pizza, told us how we'd done this year, what's in the works for next year, that sort of thing. What's in the works for next year is huge. As in, someone figured out how to sell our stuff to everyone on the planet... and it's supposed to go live in August. At first I was all, "Profit!" and then I was like, "Wait, how many people will be calling to complain if I mess up?"
Scary. In a good way.

I got home to find a loan approval letter in my mailbox, with an interest rate on it and everything. A pretty good interest rate, too. So if the person who currently has my dream apartment under contract wanders off, I can actually for real buy the place. And if they don't, well, this suggests I can get a loan for another place, and it's time to get serious about looking.
Scary. In a good way.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Notes from the Fat-O-Sphere, Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby

Back to business

I called the nice realtor lady, and she put K's power source in US mail to the NYC address.

Now I just need to know where we're meeting for dinner.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: The Abbess of Crewe, Muriel Spark

Lent

Took me right up to the last day, but I finally decided I'm doing dishes for Lent. For the next forty days, I will do the dishes when I get home from work, before I turn on the computer.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Wintersmith, Terry Pratchett

Perseveration

noun
1.
the tendency for a memory or idea to persist or recur without any apparent stimulus for it
2.
the act of persisting or persevering; continuing or repeating behavior; "his perseveration continued to the point where it was no longer appropriate"

- - Dictionary.com

Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Ringing Changes, R.A. Lafferty

Living in the Future

We are living in the future
I'll tell you how I know
I read it in the paper
Fifteen years ago
We're all driving rocket ships
And talking with our minds
And wearing turquoise jewelry
And standing in soup lines
We are standing in soup lines

- - John Prine


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Hare Sitting Up, Michael Innes

Eureka

It's like watching the Golden Age of television again: the show is an anti-perspirant commercial with an A plot, a B plot, and a season-long arc... ok, so the Golden Age didn't really have season-long arcs.

They should have kept Dry Cleaner Lady; she could have gone around making remarks about how no one has sweat stains any more.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: Interesting times, Terry Pratchett

In Outraged Stone

The look of indignation on the face of that artifact was matched only by the total outrage of her whole figure. Oh, she was a mad one! She was the comic masterpiece of the Oganta Collection. If only stone could speak she would be shrilling. She was a newly catalogued item among the grotesque alien stonery called the Paravata Oneirougma.

"You'd almost believe that she was alive!" was the laughing comment of many who watched her here in the display. "Oh, it's that she was alive once, and now she is furious at finding herself frozen in stone."

But that was the whole missed point of her outrage: she wasn't alive; and she never had been.

- - R.A. Lafferty

Today's earrings: spiders, green webs

Bedtime reading: "In Outraged Stone," R.A. Lafferty

Wednesday Addams

"What are you, darling? Where's your costume?"
"This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else."

- - Caroline Thompson & Larry Wilson

Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Soon I Will Be Invincible, Austin Grossman

What do you want for your birthday?

Inquiring relatives want to know.


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: Good Omens, Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett

Missed glass

Opening day at the Chihuly exhibit. I didn't go.


Today's earrings: spiders, webs

Bedtime reading: The Franchise Affair, Josephine Tey

Teaspoons

Today I got a pair of teaspoon earrings in the mail. Best thing to happen today...



eta: then I went blog flipping, and found this epically cool photo on a blog written in Greek. Excellent.


Today's earrings: spiders, crows

Bedtime reading: The Franchise Affair, Josephine Tey

tis Friday

rejoice in your weekend, my friends. I'm taking Monday off, too. :)


Today's earrings: spiders, estrogen molecules

Bedtime reading: Howl's Moving Castle, Diana Wynne Jones

Webs to weave

Slow system at work today. While waiting for pages to reload,* I amused myself checking Wikipedia's info on my own areas of professional competence. They're a little... off. I'm sorely tempted to re-write them...


Today's earrings: spiders, estrogen molecules

Bedtime reading: Caught in the Web of Words, K.M. Elisabeth Murray


*Note to programmers: please don't write data entry portals in html. Rate of entry should be limited by the typist's speed, not by how much pretty graphical crap needs to be refreshed every time the typist hits enter.

The Laws of Habit

We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never-so-little scar. The drunken Rip Van Winkle, in Jefferson's play, excuses himself for every fresh dereliction by saying, "I won't count this time!" Well, he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve-cells and fibres the molecules are counting it, registering and storing it up to be used against him when the next temptation comes. Nothing we ever do is, in strict scientific literalness, wiped out.

- - William James


Today's earrings: spiders, estrogen molecules

Bedtime reading: Small Gods, Terry Pratchett