Hey, first some good news, have you tried going to vox.com to check out recent comments and updates? For well over a year it's barely loaded, but lately I'd say the page loads 90% of the time without having to reload. Ok, maybe that's an overly optimistic percentage, but the success rate has far exceeded the failure rate. I used to use the recent activity page to stay on top of comments but haven't really tried that in a while since all I ever got was a blank page. While typing this I just tried it and it worked the first time! Woah, folks, might Vox be making a comeback??? Is it possible to restore the greatness that was once our little community?
I went out in yesterday's butt-cold to have lunch with co-worker, S, who has been holding down the fort at the office. I also made it up to a great little gift shop in Lake George I've wanted to go for a while. Got some stuff for my former co-workers who I'm meeting tonight for our Christmas get together. We used to meet monthly - and maintained it for five years after we stopped working together but since moving up North it's been harder for me to get together with them, and you know how these things eventually go. We're such an oddball group. There are only four of us...I'm in my 20's, and we have one each in her 30's, 40's and 50's. It's funny how different we all are, but our shared history brought us together and we still have fun going out. Sadly, D won't be with us, her partner's brother died this week and they have to drive to Chitown for the funeral. Very sad. :-( Not only is it crappy because it's the holiday's, but D's birthday is also on the 25th and it's hard to get happy and celebrate those otherwise fun times when someone has passed away.
While I've got you down here in sad city, remember HJ? He died on Monday. So much for those six months, not that they would've been great anyway...there are some people who don't stick around for the suffering and more power to them...he's been through enough already. Sister is going to the funeral this morning. Keep her in your thoughts, it will be a tough day.
Enough of the sad talk, let's go for the stupid Val talk. Why is it that I over-research the majority of purchases I make for myself and others, making sure it's the absolute perfect thing for me or the gift recipient, but occasionally I'll buy something with no thought whatsoever? Like with certain Christmas gifts, I'll look everywhere online for that perfect something to give someone, make sure it has great product reviews and will be something really useful for the other person. But then I'll go to Target for something that I need for myself and buy something because it's shiny, not because it works. In all fairness, it's not like there are product reviewers hiding behind the shelves at Target to warn you that a product might suck and so you make the best decision you can based on what's on the box.
I needed a new coffee grinder. Normally I'd shop it on Amazon, but I had brand new beans from my Trader Joe's visit with Cranky and I *needed* that new grinder now. I recently used up the last of what I had the coffeehouse grind for me and only had some pre-ground autodrip crap that doesn't work well in a press. My old coffee grinder lasted me over 7 years and it was the crappy little proctor silex $13 thing. The grinder button broke on it years ago but I could still make it work with a paperclip (because I'm MacGuyver). So I went to Target yesterday and their cheapest grinders were all around $20. They had a very fancy looking one on SALE for $20, and I thought, "gee, if it's fancier and on sale for the same price as the average ones I must be getting a good deal" - also it was shiny. Of course, I came home to find that it had a 2 star rating on Amazon. Out of 41 customer reviews 27 were one star. Go fucking figure. At least in the reviews, someone who is more MacGuyver-y than me has come up with a solution to make a more even grind using a business card...yes, a business card. I had already ground my coffee this morning, and truthfully, it wasn't too bad. If you're using a French press, you want a more coarse grind anyway, and apparently that is the one thing this grinder can sort of grind evenly...even during my first cup here I haven't noticed that sometimes grittiness that can come from French Press coffee, so that's a good sign. We'll see how it holds up. It sure looks pretty on the counter top if nothing else.
And an important aside, the TJ's Sumatra is excellent.
Who knew that Jimmy Fallon was funny? I sure didn't, until I saw this:
Here's the last of disc one of Live at Leeds. Track 11, Shakin' All Over, was loaded to the library a few days ago. Make sure you set aside a bit of time, that My Generation track is over 15 minutes of Roger stuttering. Ok, that's not true, there's a lot of cool Tommy-esq jamming. Enjoy!
Have a good day, it's time for me to go get a Twin Peaks fix to go with my damn good coffee.
- 19:46 @MsRedPen I don't know but there's a squirrel in the comcast ad for no reason too. #
- 09:23 Look out discount rack I'm christmas shopping today! #
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Dear U.S. Senators,
When you have allowed months of torture and rape to utterly disfigure and destroy someone, the only sensible and humane thing to do is to take that person out somewhere secluded and shoot them in the back of the head.
Since you’ve essentially allowed this healthcare bill to endure the very atrocities I’ve described, it is my sincere hope you will have enough integrity left in you to consign it to the same fate. Executions are seldom easy, but considering the jaw-dropping debauchery to which you’ve relentlessly subjected this bill, such paradoxical mercy is the only way I see for you to even look in the general direction of redemption. Poor old “Healthcare” Bill was once our friend, but now he desperately wails in anguish, pleading for final respite from the blind, relentless assault of Lieberman’s tiny but deceptively powerful political penis.
Our friend wanted to give us a Public Option so that even the poorest Americans could get necessary medical attention. You laughed in his face.
Our friend believed a Single-Payer system was another way we could get healthcare to the less fortunate and was shouted down for that, as well.
Our friend wanted to fix Medicare Part D so that drugs were acquired at a reasonable price and beneficiaries didn’t fall into the infamous, medicine-revoking “Donut Hole”. In response to that one, you simply farted (although, to your credit, you did lift your leg beforehand so the gesture wasn’t lost on anyone).
In short, our friend’s overall goal was to HELP THE AMERICAN POOR. And you had a serious problem with that.
It’s a noble goal – aiding the poor – and one that is right in line with the teachings of every major religion, including the one this country so openly embraces (despite Constitutional insistence it doesn’t). But how did you react to such Christian kindness? You got all coy and then suddenly goal-kicked poor Bill in the nuts by adding a mandate that everyone purchase healthcare from private companies.
So kill it. Kill it until it’s good and dead and literally nothing of it remains. Better to have no healthcare reform at all (for now) than to have a panty-waste bill with ruptured testicles limping through American history as a permanent false testament to how the poor and weak simply don’t deserve access to medical care.
You know what you must do. If it helps, think about it this way: if all of you vote it out, then killing our friend Bill will be more like a firing squad execution than a cold-blooded murder. And isn’t that how you politicos sleep at night – by reframing the untenable things so they can be better blamed on someone else?
Oh, and Mr. President, your recent rhetoric surrounding this bill worries me. You seem to be hedging. I have no doubt you recall making it unequivocally clear when you debated Hilary Clinton last January that you are deadset against an individual mandate, so I'm looking to you to keep your promise to veto this bill if it comes across your desk containing that clause.
Sincerely,
Kirk Starr
Your Employer
It's cold out. Butt ass cold out. It's 6 degrees with a -12 windchill. Hello Adirondack winter! I also seem to have a cold. It's pretty mild so far. Not one of those painful sore throat and nose scab sort of deals...just a slight sore throat with a bit of congestion. I'm drinking my Yogi tea but will have to hit up the liquor store soon because I'm out of brandy. I'm all about the natural remedies. I believe my grandmother's was rum, but me and rum had a falling out a few years ago. So now it's all about the brandy. I'm not particularly fond of brandy, but you don't really want to use a liquor that you love or you'll associate it with being sick...Sort of why Campbell's chicken noodle soup makes me want to ralph just from smelling it.
I'll use any excuse to put up a guilty pleasure song like Brandy. Look at all those mustaches...and that lovely neckerchief for the lady.
I have to finish up my shopping today. I dreamed last night that I was out and about getting it done, but all the stores turned off their lights at 5:30 so I was hunting around for fancy soaps in the dark. It was a little weird.
Just about finished with my Reservoir Dogs dvd. My favorite special feature was a hilarious tribute to Lawrence Tierney. Just a few weeks ago, Wil Wheaton, on his Memories of the Futurecast podcast, was talking about how scared EVERYONE was in the cast when Larry Tierney came on for a guest spot on TNG. Apparently they weren't alone.
And according to his Wiki page, he apparently scared the cast of Seinfeld too:
When he guest-starred on Seinfeld (1990) in "The Jacket" episode as Elaine's father, Alton Benes, he scared the cast so badly that they never had him back on. He stole a butcher knife from the set and hid it under his jacket. When Jerry Seinfeld confronted him about it (much to the dismay of the entire cast), Tierney made a stabbing motion towards him as in reference to the movie Psycho (1960).
I'll wrap this up with a little more of Leeds for all the Whos in Who-ville.
.....I wrote such gibberish last night!!!
....unlimited , some diesal fragance. Ralph Lauren Polo advert makes me laguh its so old fashioned like you cant buy the frangranece unless you own a polo pony or a yaught.
Katerhine Jenkins is on now. I quite like her....however tonight she sounds darn awful....yikes!..omg that was bloody awful.... poor thing.
some comedian onnow neverheard of him and cant even pronounce his name....hes very funny , doing skit about being posh and beign married to a northern irish woman who can hold a grudge for a hundred years...rofl!
Michael Bubble is on later....now adverts again....oh btw my nose piercing had healed. doenst hurt anymore, going to buy a nicer piece of jewellry now...
Bubble is on now, singing cry me a river....zzzzzzzzzzz.......
Peter Kay is funny.
Darn ive drunk all my wine :-( got another bottle inbut its red and ive beendrinking red and everybody knows not ot mix red with white or youll die.
My cat is really in a mood with me....im tired and dreaming of Lindt chocolate.
Think ill go to bed
