Birthday Shout Out

Silly me, I almost let the day get away from me without wishing a big Happy Birthday to Pulcheria, Empress of the Eastern Roman Empire, who would be a sprightly 1611 years old today! Rock on, lady.

Simplicity Itself

Amazing how sometimes the simplest thing can provide such pleasure.

Sad Trombone

A Place To Vent

Customers Suck

I worked retail for 14 years. All at Blockbuster Video. Generally, most days were quite pleasant. I was usually able to defuse most situations pretty quickly. However, there were times when all one could do was shake with anger after a customer left. Luckily, I found the above outlet. Customers Suck. It's a website devoted to retail workers, teachers, IT people, whoever, telling their stories about the sucky customers that make it harder to get through the day.

Even though it's been 4 years since I've been in retail, I still enjoy heading over there to see what others have to put up with. It makes me feel a little better knowing I'm not dealing with customers like that anymore. The best stories, of course, are the ones where the customer gets pwned.

So if anyone reading this has a job where you deal with the horrible public, head on
over, create an account, click on forums and share your stories. It feels good to get them off your chest, and the others posters will offer sympathy.

(Someday, I'll share some of the more interesting characters I met while working at Blockbuster.)

Man, would I love to be there right now.

Strange End to a Strange Life

Surprised, but not shocked.

A former co-worker of mine put it best when he said: "I think it's ironic that every little boys crush dies on the same day as the guy who had a crush on every little boy."

Maybe not exactly the truth, but funny.

Which reminds me:



I never owned this poster growing up, I might have realized I was gay a lot earlier if I did (seriously, it's a bit creepy). At least both of them have their peace now.

New Netflix Queue

I' ve added a something or other, feedburn? rss thingy? to the sidebar showing the top few films on my Netflix Queue, in addition to the ones I have at home. Cringe to the horrors of the crap I watch!

Good Bye 2008

And Good Riddance; hopefully 2009 has better things in store.

Merry Christmas

A few days early, but I won't be around to post the next few days. So I wish all a very Merry Christmas!

Really Black Friday

WalMart worker killed.

Gobble.

Happy Thanksgiving all!

BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA

And I thought my students were hard to get an answer out of.

GAHHH! Get out of my Head!

Idea....Stolen

I'm still wading my way through the countless hours of the Olympics I've Tivo'd, hence the total lack of posts for the past few weeks. I was hoping to do some Olympic posts, but am basically spending all my free time watching Table Tennis. Anyway, I saw this on MSNBC today and couldn't pass it up. It's the way I'd like to go, except I want my eyes open.

www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26290833/?gt1=43001

Flames

Yes, I did it, I killed Yvette. I hated her, so much... That... it... it... flam - flames. Flames, on the side of my face, heaving... breath - , heaving breaths. Heaving breath...

Reaper Returns!

Yay for writer's strike end! One my new favorite shows from this season comes back with new episdoes tonight. The previous episodes ended on a good note, so the writers have had plenty of time to make the new episodes even better. And who doesn't love Bret Harrison? I could spend oodles of time watching him watch paint dry. Renew this show, CW!

Give me your Comet, your Clorox

I recently visited the Statue of Liberty (how touristy!) with some out-of-town friends. Getting an up close look at the statue again gave me two thoughts.

1. She's tiny. Really, Lady Liberty is a lot smaller than I had remembered.

2. Besides the tired and poor, Lady Liberty has been taking in a lot of dust particles. She's filthy. The picture above shows the better half of her as the other half is all dirt-caked. Somebody needs another cleaning stat. Plus, it should be simple as no one is allowed into the statue herself anymore.

What the Fuck?

So I went outside to collect my mail this afternoon and was greeted by this sight about 2 feet in front of my mailbox. This can only be what might be politely described as the partial remains of a squirrel. Seriously though, what the hell happened to it? It wasn't run over, no car can do that; nor do I live in an area overrun by vicious animals. It looks like someone or something had a massive vendetta against it. Whatever happened, it had to be about as ugly a way to go as can be imagined. Ick.

Happy Easter To All!

They Don't Make Them Like This Anymore

One of my great obsessions is the game show. I had the fortune to grow up during the 1980's, during the last great period of popularity for game shows. Sure, there are a few still on here and there, but I don't count reality shows as true game shows, and most of the rest are hidden in cable or syndicated at strange hours. I love the days when game shows make up most of a network's morning programming. Surprisingly, I have recently came upon a game show thanks to GSN that I've never really thought about, but have quickly added to my TIVO Season Pass. Amazing that this show lasted 18 seasons on the air and still went off before I was born. The premise of the show is so simple, I'm stunned that no one has thought to try and revive it for today's audiences, as it would make perfect family entertainment. So I present for your enjoyment two clips from What's My Line?

FDot composes a Quatrain!

Post-it Notes so small and yellow
Stripe of stickum on your back
I rifle through you to stay mellow
'Till on a wall, one of you I shall tack.