Do you love your Disney princesses? Do you love the movie Mean Girls? Bridget found the perfect YouTube video. Go visit her and see. I mean it. Shoo.
Side effects may include the urge to watch all those Disney princess movies.
The end of the workday couldn’t get here fast enough for me. Nothing against work, but I really wanted to be home. And now I am, and now it’s Friday night, and now I have to face a 5-mile race in the morning. If I can treat it like a regular workout, I should be fine. I just don’t want to finish last. Please don’t let me be last.
You know how when you look something up in wikipedia, you end up clicking this link, then that link, then this one over here, and back to this one, until you end up reading an article that has NOTHING to do with the first one you read? (I know you do.) That doesn’t happen to me as much out of wikipedia, for some reason. I tend not to click through, or at least not through as many layers, on other websites. I wonder why. Well, I don’t, for whatever reason, but I did today, and I found this blog post about an old Newsweek article from 1995 about how the internet won’t last.
How did I get there?
I’m glad you asked.
I started at the latest post on John Scalzi’s blog, Whatever, and clicked on the link there to an article from Laptop Magazine where he was quoted about what technology he uses now that makes him feel like he’s living in the future. That article links to the Three Word Chant blog post that found the 1995 Newsweek article (and makes fun of it). It’s this last link (or the first one, several paragraphs up) that I want you to read, but the Laptop Magazine article is interesting, and Whatever can be entertaining. Have I mentioned that I love John Scalzi’s science fiction? I’ve read Old Man’s War and The Android’s Dream, and I really liked them both. Wish I had another of his books to read now that I’ve finished Ender in Exile…
You go, Roger Ebert! This article moves along really quickly (short, to-the-point sentences, unlike most of mine), and the pictures of scary weather patterns add to the sense of urgency. I flew through this article and it set my pulse a-pounding. A little bit.
I love these drawings/paintings by Rob Gonsalves. They’re all optical illusions and they all hold up after multiple viewings. I like the theme of the third one (of course I do), but some of the ones further down the page are amazing.
If you have ever watched a major dog show in TV (or Best In Show on DVD), you will probably find this as funny as I did.
Not a video this time, just pictures, but check out some of these rooms! I’m not crazy about the antlers hanging from the ceiling, but check out the kitchen at the bottom of the post! Love it.
John’s midterm was tonight. He didn’t feel all that confident about it this morning, but he just called and, except for one question that everyone in the class seemed to have issues with, he thinks he did okay. (That looks oddly punctuated. I’m leaving it.) And he’s on his way home early. I said something to that effect last night, that he might be able to come early, but I totally meant that he takes tests quickly. Not that it wouldn’t take him very long to write down everything he knows. 🙂 But that’s how it sounded.
Okay, one more link and then I’m done for the night. I’m watching West Side Story on TCM. I love everything about “America” (the opening lines get stuck in my head for days), but my favorite favorite part is at 3:52 in the video here when Anita and her friend sort of flounce over to the guys to sing the next part. The flouncing cracks me up.
I hate when this happens, but I’m just not inspired to write much tonight. John is in the basement with the band, auditioning a bass player (who, based on an introduction and about 15 seconds of eavesdropping while they got stuff out of his car, seems like a perfectly nice, normal person), so it’s hard to concentrate. I’ve been trying to read through a few blogs I’ve bookmarked to see if I want to keep reading them, but it’s hard to tell when all I can hear is Lloyd singing “I used to love her, but I had to kill her”. Kind of distracting. And the dogs are demanding attention in ways that make it difficult to type. Roxy keeps licking my hands and Riley was pawing at me. I played with them a little, but that wasn’t enough, apparently. They’re outside now.
Oh, I gave up on Bodily Harm. Nothing was happening. I need plot. This is not to say I’m giving up on Margaret Atwood. Maybe I just wasn’t in the mood, or maybe I’d like another one better. I refuse to believe The Handmaid’s Tale was a fluke. ‘Cause that’s just not fair. When I really like a book by an author, I want to read everything they’ve written. And I expect to like it. So I’m a little disappointed. But speaking of reading everything an author has written, my fallback once I decided to give up the Atwood book was to read a new(ish) Orson Scott Card book. So I’m very happy. 🙂
From what I can hear, the (possibly) new bass player sounds really good. We’ll have to see what the guys think about how he fits in. That’s my favorite part. I love gossip.
I don’t care all that much about the actual Cadbury creme egg (John loves them – my favorites are the hard-shell mini eggs), but I always laugh at the Cadbury bunny commercials. I love the tryouts (particularly the lion in the bow), but you can’t beat a clucking bunny. I know, I’m easy. But it’s funny!
My camera isn’t taking good pictures for some reason (grainy with no flash, and there are glare or dirty lens marks all over the picture when I use the flash), and I can’t find John’s camera (he’s in class, so I can’t ask), so there aren’t any good pictures of the dining room. When I manage to take one I’m willing to let everybody see, I’ll post it. I really want you guys to see it, ’cause it looks GREAT. Like a whole different room. Again. 🙂 The wall where the couch used to be has four dark, very tall bookshelves on it now. Turns out the floor is uneven along the wall right in the center of the room, so we have two shelves coming from the wall by the fireplace. The other two are right up against the light switch by the basement door. Eventually, I want to put a shelf or narrow table or cabinet or something in the space in between with a mirror on the wall above it. The buffet (blond wood) is still on the opposite wall, between the windows, but I think we’re going to get two more of the dark bookshelves and put them there instead. We’ll add doors to the bottom halves of the bookshelves so we can use them for storage space and maybe use the upper shelves for wine glass or something. Ooh, we put glass doors on the upper shelves… Yeah, I want to do that. But that can wait for the next trip to Ikea. I finished rearranging the books last night, and once again (maybe for the first time in this house), all of the fiction fits on shelves on the first floor. With room for more! We have a whole bookshelf free. That won’t last long. One new book and we’re on the last one. And of course I’m not counting the books we have in bags and boxes in the basement (that’s our store inventory), and I haven’t even begun counting the books in Mom and Dad’s basement. Someday I’ll get around to organizing the non-fiction upstairs. I LOVE how the dining room looks with all those books on the shelves.
Enough about me. Except not, because I’m posting this link to The Bloggess because I love the way she tells a story and I laughed at this post. A couple of times. Loudly. And Riley came over to check on me. Apparently, he doesn’t get why she’s so funny. But he’s a dog. What does he know?
Bridget and her boy came up with much better names for the snowstorm than I did. Actually, since Cleveland routinely gets SO MUCH MORE SNOW than we do, I’d be surprised if Cleveland residents didn’t have a system for naming snowstorms. Kinda like how hurricanes get named. This year they’re all named after girls. Like Driving Miss Snowy, Snowy Poppins, and Forgetting Snowy Marshall.
I’m reaching, I know.
“And then *BAM* I just became part of the problem.” The Bloggess is hilarious. I haven’t gotten into her archives yet, but since I started reading her (just last week), she’s made me laugh with almost every post.