Monday, February 28, 2005

Meme time!

OK, No more futzing around, here’s my turn at the meme Sarah passed along (Lisa did it, too):

10 things I’ve done that you probably haven’t :

1. Played the parts of a singing midget and a drunken Santa in storefront-theatre productions.
2. Sang “Copacabana” in a packed Karaoke bar in Oakland, CA.
3. Was once on CNN talking about condoms.
4. Once took a jar of Marmite on a pleasant sight-seeing trip around Raleigh, NC.
5. Got to watch a Ku Klux Klan grand wizard get the shit beaten out of him by someone I knew.
6. Interviewed Joey Ramone over the phone.
7. Hung out with the Minutemen before a show in Radford, VA shortly before d. boon’s untimely death.
8. Once threw up on the feet of a cute guy in Southwest Harbor, ME.
9. With a friend, placed a small plastic statue of Warren G. Harding on the steps of the scale-model Parthenon in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where it stayed for at lease 3 months (maybe longer ... we don’t know).
10. Gave a bag of Skittles to the guitar player of Blind Melon in the Columbia, MO, airport (at least I’m pretty sure it was the guitar player ... I wasn’t a fan so I could be mis-remembering).

Sunday, February 27, 2005

I had a headache all day ...

rick! and christa

I'm blaming Christa! She had a great birthday party last night. The dazzling local blogerati were out in their finest jeans and stuff, partaking of the cheer, which included a big crock-pot full of cocktail weenies simmered in a sauce I was told contained bourbon. I had a great time. Even if the coolest kids hadn't been there I would have had fun just looking around Christa & Ray's wonderfully decorated house.

(I ended up leaving my purse there last night and having to go back and get it this afternoon. Christa and Ray were still in their pajamas. It was so cute.)

Mr. Asswich, BWVentril was there, sharing widely his secret plan to become the #1 google hit for "asswich." He has succeeded. Oh well. At least I had the pleasure of being #1 for a spell without really trying. I suppose I'll now have to turn my attention toward more frivolous pursuits ...

Such as finishing the dang list for that meme of Sarah's! I've actually got 10 things, but I'm not sure if I want to use them all ... Really, I could sit and write it right now, but I'm tired.

My other exciting news is that Alicia made me a really adorable hat. I love it.

Saturday, February 26, 2005

Ooh, he's thrown down the gauntlet, he has ...

So BWVentril is vying to surpass me and take the top spot in the Google ranking for keyword "asswich." Well, I wasn't so concerned about my rank, but now that it's like a challenge, I'm getting keyed up about it. I am the asswich queen!! He's having folks comment using the word "asswich" liberally. I think a better strategy would be to have you, dear wonderful intelligent reader, use the word "asswich" in your blog as a link to my blog. I know, I know, I'm asking you to do something really stupid that serves no useful purpose whatsoever (an asswich thing, in other words). But isn't that why we all got blogs in the first place? Hey, I'll do something stupid for you when you really need it.

In other news, I'm still working on my list for the Sarah meme. memes are rather asswich, really, but I think some are fun. It's sort of like a writing assignment that's forcing me to rack my memory for blog fodder. And that's a good thing.

Friday, February 25, 2005

Yikes ...

I sort of just realized I haven't blogged since Tuesday. It's not for lack of stuff--my mind has been a playground for the last few days--I'm cracking myself up left and right. I guess I haven't had time. I plan to try my hand at the meme that Sarah did, but I have to finish making my lists first. So, uh, see ya later ...

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

They're doing the right thing ...

As a dog person, I'm always getting e-mails about dogs who need homes because their people are getting rid of them. Today I got this one:

Please help us! After two long years waiting on a list for an agility dog, we have been notified by the breeder that after having waited so long, our number finally came up and... WE WILL FINALLY HAVE OUR PUPPY!

We have to get rid of our children IMMEDIATELY because we know how much time we will need to dedicate to our new little puppy and it would not be fair for our two children. As our little puppy will arrive Tuesday, we have to place our children in rescue by this weekend!

They are described as: One male, his name is Tommy (French/English mix), light blond hair, blue eyes. Four years. Excellent disposition. He does not bite. His temperament has been tested. Has some problems peeing in the toilet, but he'll learn. Had chickenpox and is up to date on his vaccinations. His tonsils have already been removed. Tommy eats everything, is very clean in the house, and gets along well with others. He does not run with scissors and with a little training, he will be soon be able to read.

Our second child is of the feminine type. Her name is Lexie (French/English mix), blond hair, green eyes, completely covered with freckles. Two years. Does not bite but sucks her thumb. Her temperament has been tested and she sometimes needs a little attitude adjustment. She is up to date on her vaccinations and her tonsils have been removed. She is very healthy and can sometimes be affectionate. Gets along well with other little girls and boys but does not like to share her toys and thus would be better as an only child. She is currently in training but should be potty trained very soon.

We LOVE our children very much and want to do what is right for them. This is why we have contacted your group to help us find homes for them. We simply cannot keep them because we are afraid that they might hurt our new puppy. I hope that you will understand that our situation is unique and that we have a real emergency!

The children must be placed in rescue before Monday or we will be forced to abandon them on a deserted country road near some farms. OUR PRIORITY MUST NOW BE OUR NEW PUPPY.

Thank you very much for your help.

I say just have them put to sleep. Everyone lnows that you have to get them as babies or they won't bond with you ...

Monday, February 21, 2005

Mmmm, potatoriffic!

I've got to publicly thank Christa for the potato-in-the-purse lunch idea (OK, I don't put it in my purse--it goes into the "auxilliary bag.") I did the potato thing last week, and I'm doing it again this week (I bought a big bag of 'taters.) The best thing about it is that requires so little advance planning, because I'm not so great at planning ahead. And I love potatoes with some butter, sour cream, salt & pepper. I look farward to my little potato lunch every day. Plus it's cheap as hell. Thanks, Christa!

Sunday, February 20, 2005

It was fun ...

So the dilemma of the other day (work friend's cd release party vs Two Dollar Pistols) was solved by Mr. Pants. He voted for Ooh La Latte, not because he cares about the Two Dollar Pistols, but because he likes Ooh La Latte (and didn't want to drive all the way to Raleigh). It's a good place to see a band and it was a fun show.

Today was deep cleaning day at the old homestead. It needed it badly. The dust was horrific. Every time I clean like this I swear I'll never let it get so bad again, but then I fall right back into the superficial cleaning cycle (i.e. very little dusting--I hate dusting). What I really need to do now is get rid of half the things I own. I don't know why I end up accumulating so much stuff, but all it does is make cleaning more difficult (not to mention finding the stuff you actually want or need at any given time, because it gets obscured by all the stuff that's not really serving any purpose). But ack! The very thought of dealing with my stuff makes me exhausted. I did fill a box to donate today, though. Baby steps ...

Friday, February 18, 2005

So much music ...

So I was thinking I'd go to my work friend's cd release party tomorrow night, but then I learned that the Two Dollar Pistols are playing at Ooh La Latte ... what to do? I really like the Two Dollar Pistols, and driving five minutes to Ooh La Latte beats 35-40 minutes to Raleigh any day (plus I love seeing shows at Ooh la Latte and I want to support them because it's a great venue) ... but then again it's nice to show up at events to support the bands of people I know (especially when the guy personally delivered a copy of his cd to me), and I did want to see May Family Reunion live. Then again, the Two Dollar Pistols just plain rawk (in a honky-tonk sort of way, of course). What to do, what to do ...

I love music.

First, another advance notice: I'm the Mondo Mundo deejay tomorrow. 1-3 pm (eastern), 88.7 if you're local, if you're not. I think the theme of my show will be "Utter Chaos" and I will attempt to juxtapose songs that have absolutely no relation to each other, regionally or stylistically.

The gawdawful tedious boring thing I was doing at work all week is done. (In case you're curious, I was doing pre-press troubleshooting and then outputting to our platemaker a book that was composed outside of our office by an idiot. It was fraught with problems. I got the job because I'm clever about untangling other people's messes.) I have other work that I should have immediately jumped into, but I have no mind right now. I just want to listen to music.

And listen I have! (Except that my co-workers keep trying to talk to me--people get chatty on Friday afternoons. NO! I want MUSIC!!) I was finally able to sink my teeth into two (two!) sampler cds that birdw0rks sent me. (I liked them!) And, I've received some mp3s from Big Al Davies that I've enjoyed quite a bit (I'm quite fond of "Landlubber"). But wait, that's not all--Brandon Whitesell, a guy who works here, brought me his band's cd yesterday. The band's called Close and their release party is tomorrow night at the Bickett Gallery in Raleigh. They'll be playing with May Family Reunion, whose cd Brandon lent me several months ago, but without a track listing. So I may have to go just to find out the names of the songs I've been listening to all this time ...

Hey, it's almost time to go home!!

Thursday, February 17, 2005

The highlight of my asswich day ...

BWVentril points out that I am the #1 Google hit for asswich. Learning that news was the best thing to happen to me all day.

I need to write books (that sell) so I don't have to work at an asswich job in an asswich office all damn day every damn day. Wow, I just reminded myself of some Gun Club lyrics: "Gonna be a Baptist preacher so I don't have to work" ...**

Anyway, I have to get back to the asswich job, because not only do I have to come here every day, I've got a whole buttload of asswich work to do.

**UPDATE: I went to find the entire lyrics to that song, and I discoverd that it was actually written by Robert Johnson. So it's wrong for me to think of it as a "Gun Club" song, but that's the version my brain knows, so whatever ...

By the way, if you're in a crappy mood about your asswich job, I recommend listening to The Replacements' Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take out the Trash.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

It's a bunchofpants on your radio ...

Here's yer official advance notice. I'm on the air tonight from 8-10 pm. I have carefully burned the jingle that birdw0rks made for me, as well as his Flickr Song to a cd, checking twice to make sure I was burning an audio and not a damn data cd. 88.7 if you're local, if you're in Raleigh, or even further away.

Now back to boring, tedious work I go

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

The burden of my brain ...

Hooray for Georg and Alicia for playing and passing on the meme, which bwventril points out is a stupid word to use for this kind of thing. Oh well, "virus" was already taken...

On the topic of music, you didn't ask but I feel compelled to point out that I am listening to an internet stream called "Saskatoon Romanian Station." A while ago I was listening to "AudioRealm: Voice of Ghana" (which I'd be listening too still; but it became unavailable at some point while I was away from my desk.) In fact, I now have a whole arsenal of fun streams, having collected them all day and bookmarked them in Winamp because it eased the pain of torturous boredom while I performed mind-numbing tasks at work all day.

Think of the most boring, tedious thing you've ever had to do at work and multiply it by five and you have what I did today. And the really ironic thing is that I have the honor of doing this boring tedious thing because my boss thinks I'm smart. Or at least competent, because the tedious thing I'm doing is potentially fraught with technical problems requiring troubleshooting and clever workarounds. I've made the mistake of demonstrating my competence in the past, so I get the honor of the boring but possibly problematic things. I should have smoked a lot more pot as an adolescent.

Monday, February 14, 2005

A picture of a dog jumping over stuff ...

dog levitation

It's for Alicia.

I've been tagged ...

Rakka tagged me with a meme. It's cool because I like memes (hate the word "meme" though, just because it has too many hipster connotations for me). Anyway, it's a music thing (warning: I have to pass it on) ...

1. Total amount of music files on your computer? On my Mac here at home there are 1038. My computer at work had at least as many (not all the same ones) before it was backed up and wiped clean for a new system last week. My iPod (the first-generation 5-gig version) has 1098, which almost fills it to capacity.

2. The last CD you bought was... I don't remember ... I usually buy them in batches, but just because it's the first specific cd to pop into my head, I'll say it was an older Trailer Bride cd bought used from Record Exchange in Raleigh.

3. What was the last song you listened to before reading this message? "Outro" from Plastilina Mosh's Hola Chicuelos. I had listened to the entire cd.

4. Write down five songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you. Only five? This is difficult ...
1) "Lipstick Vogue" by Elvis Costello. I think it may be my favorite Elvis Costello song, and it just generally kicks ass.

2) "La Jaula De Oro" by Julieta Venegas. It's a cover of a Los Tigres Del Norte song about being an illegal immigrant in the US. The lyrics in the original are touching, but when Julieta Venegas sings them they become gut-wrenchingly sad. It's gorgeous.

3) I Think I Love You" by the Partridge Family. I've loved it since I was a kid. When I actually learn to play my accordion I'm going to cover it.

4) "My Favorite Thing" by the Replacements. That song just rawks.

5) "Astronaut" by Luna. Because it's just a really cool song.

5. What 3 people are you going to pass this baton to and why?

Alicia, because she's fun and least likely to scoff at doing a meme (she may answer it here, though);
Lisa, because she might be game, too; and
Georg, because he might do it and I'd like to see his answers if he does.

Sick day!

I had quite an exhausting weekend, and then this morning I awoke with a migraine. So I stayed home from work even though I may have been able to grouchily suffer through the day (it's far from the worst migraine I've ever had). I drug myself when I get them, and I shouldn't drive on this medication, so I'm laying low--I've got tons of sick time saved up.

The mom-in-law's art opening went well, I guess. Plenty of people dropped by--enough to quickly finish off the paltry two bottles of wine the gallery owner had provided. I think my mom-in-law was happy with the turnout. Now I hope someone buys one of her paintings.

Then I had the agility trial Saturday and Sunday. (Warning: potentially boring rehashing of my agility trial follows.) It was chilly and blustery out Saturday, so I was a little miserable all day and completely wiped out when I got home. Plus the day started off really badly with an awful gamblers run (if you care what that means it's sort of explained here.) It got better, with an almost-perfect standard run and a qualifying, first-place finish in jumpers, which is my favorite class. Then we ended the day by completely flubbing the snooker course and getting "whistled off," which basically means "stick a fork in you, you're done, thanks for playing." Snooker is very difficult for me, because you have to correctly devise your own course sequence while following an incredible array of weird rules and it's really easy to do the wrong thing.

Sunday was a beautiful day. I only signed up for jumpers, standard and pairs relay with my friend Marty and her little Yorkie, Echo. I did a dumb little mis-cue in jumpers that cost us both first place and a qulifying score (which would have earned us our first USDAA title). I'm still kicking myself. But we qualified in the standard run, although we only took second place. I knew we wouldn't qualify in pairs because Echo has yet to complete a course in competition--she does one or two obstacles and then heads for the exit. So my plan was to just get the satisfaction of doing our half correctly, and that we did. I ended up having a great time, too. Little Lucy is still tired this morning. I'd be OK if I weren't all drugged up and feeling the vestigial twinges of my migraine.

I promise I'll talk about something more interesting than agility next time ...

Friday, February 11, 2005

And we'll get your lawyer, too.

This is a travesty and it pisses me off. It's also an ominous warning sign: they don't have to declare you an enemy combatant and deny you the right to a lawyer, they'll just make it a crime to legally represent you ...

The Wedding Present!

So after an 8-year hiatus The Wedding Present have released a new album. I'm listening to it right now. Before I put it in the player I said the Mantra: "please don't let it suck; please don't let it suck; please don't let it suck ..." So far I'm liking it, but I'm only on track 4 ...

It's all good ...

Computer is back and all span-spiffidy!

I had been thinking of taking part of the day off to practice agility with Lucy because we have a trial this weekend. But now I've got so much piled-up work to do that I won't be able to swing it. I think we'll do well nonetheless.

The problem with the agility trial is that it's an hour away and we have to be there at 7 am tomorrow. Tonight is the WXDU/WXYC "prom" (in addition to my mom-in-law's gallery show opening), but I should probably be in bed by 10 if I want to be able to get up at 5 or so. So I think I'm going to have to bag the prom. In my 4 years at WXDU I haven't been to one yet, so I don't think anyone will notice ...

Thursday, February 10, 2005

They took my asswich computer away again ...

...and rick! has very generously defined asswich for us.

I'm at one of the "spare" computers right now, the one that's connected to our great big scanner. Other than scanning, there's not much I can do here because the machine doesn't have the software I need. So I'm just grooving with my iPod ("Seguro Que Si" by Jossie Esteban Y La Patrulla 15) and looking busy until they bring back my machine. I helped a co-worker with a problem a while ago--hell, I solved the damn problem for him--so I'm earning my keep. At this point I don't care if my computer ever comes back.

Damn. It just arrived.


So they (the IT people at work) wiped my machine and reinstalled the system. I was a nomad for most of the day yesterday while they worked on it. So when I got it back, I promptly reinstalled QuarkXPress because I'm working on a book that needs to get printed sooner or later, and it's in Quark. But Quark won't go. When I launch it, I get a runtime error (I mean "Runtime Error!" because that's how the little message box puts it, as if it's a very exciting occurrence indeed). Uninstall, reinstall, reboot, yada yada yada ... same thing. Fiddle fiddle fiddle tweak ... the IT people are flummoxed. I want to become a dolphin trainer.

Also, my cd burner, which was just ducky before the re-install, is no longer ducky.

The good news is that it's almost lunchtime.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

A clean slate ...

Today, my computer at work had a bit of a meltdown, which cause me to have a bit of a meltdown because it happened when I was trying to do one of those things that had to be done RIGHT NOW. Of course, it was a stupid thing that didn't really need to be done RIGHT NOW, but Very Important People said it had to be done, so what was I to do? Unfortunately, I couldn't do it, because I was having a computer meltdown. I didn't call in the IT people for help, because I was operating under several assumptions: a) it's a Windows machine, so of course it's shit and doesn't work correctly when I need it to; b) our network does flippy things sometimes, and my place is to just deal with that when it happens; and c) the document I had to fix had been created in PageMaker, which is a scourge upon this earth and always succeeds in making my life miserable when I find myself in the unfortunate position of having to use it.

So while I was tearing my hair out, gnashing my teeth and wondering how upset Mr. Pants would get if I told him I had quit my job today, an IT person came in, walked straight over to my desk and asked what kind of problems I was having. While I explained it, I kept wondering: how did she know? Do they have a little warning system with lights that blink to indicate that a workstation is in danger of being tossed out the window? "Code Blue in the graphics sector, stat!" It was really weird.

Now that I'm thinking straight again, I've realized that one of my office mates must have alerted the IT people, and asked them to please come help before I hurled the machine at someone. I'll have to ask them tomorrow, right after I apologize to the co-worker who had the misfortune of coming and asking for help with something while I was in the middle of the meltdown. But the upshot is that the IT person has decided that they need to wipe and reinstall the whole system, which sort of means life as I know it will come to a screeching halt tomorrow. I will have to re-install everything I use and do all the tweaking and whatnot that get everything back the way I like it. Crap.

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Advance notice for the locals ....

mom-in-law's paintingmom-in-law's painting

My mother-in-law is an artist-- in my opinion a really good one, too (those are two of her watercolors above). She's having a gallery show--her first since moving to NC a year ago (and getting in a wreck in Mexico along the way causing me to call the homes of random Mexicans trying to find her). Anywho, her opening is next Friday (Feb 11), and I'm just pimpin' it for her. So if you're local, or what the heck, if you're in Nova Scotia and want to take a little trip (I think the weather will be very nice here next weekend), come to my mother-in-law's gallery opening! I'll be there, of course. Here's all the info about the show:



Hours: WED - SUN NOON – 5 PM

The two paintings above won't be in the show 'cuz they're in our house. But expect lots of color, patterns and geometry.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

I kinda doubt it ...

[Edit: Originally I had posted the photo I refer to below in the body of the post ... then I realized it was just too icky. I took out the pic and linked to it instead. So warning: don't click on the "this photo link" if you are easily disturbed by food that looks a lot like the animal whence it came.]

One of the questions I've been asking myself as the date of our trip to Ecuador approaches is: Would I be willing to try "cuy," aka guinea pig?

This photo provided the answer. (Which is: um, no, gracias.)

Actually, the answer was provided a few days ago by my "Let's Go: Ecuador" book when it informed me that the name "cuy" is from the "cuy! cuy! cuy!" scream of the guinea pigs just before they are skewered and cooked.


It's jinglicious!

Thanks to birdw0rks, I have my own radio jingle! I'm seriously thrilled. When I feel blue I can just listen to my radio jingle and it cheers me right up! Of course I'm going to play it on my show.

I think birdw0rks was feeling sorry for me. Everything went wrong for me last night during my debut in my new time slot. I wanted to play "Jimmy Carter Says Yes" from The American Song Poem Anthology for Rakka because she loves Jimmy Carter, but I couldn't find the cd anywhere even though I'm almost certain WXDU owns it (Hi Rakka! Hi Leff! Thanks for calling last night--that was a highlight of the evening!)

I had been very unlike myself and planned ahead some of the stuff I wanted to play on my show, and then I couldn't find a single one of the cds/lps I needed. So I was reduced to my usual strategy of winging it, which works OK, but isn't always ideal. CD player #2 was wigging out and skipping, so I couldn't use it at all. So then, I go to play birdw0rks' Flickr song, an event to which I had been looking forward, and the stupid cd I had burned wouldn't play (stupid me had forgot to reset i-Tunes to "music cd" ... I had set it on "data cd" for something else I was doing. D'oh!).

But wait, that's not all: at one point during the show when I was trying to extract a cd from player #1, the tray kept opening halfway and then closing up quickly so I could neither get the old cd out or put a new one in. (That part was like a nightmare scene in a comedy movie--it would have been hilarious if it weren't happening to me in the middle of my show.) Then this guy calls because the kids in his class are doing some projects and some of them picked WXDU as the topic and he wants to know how his kids can get in touch with blah blah blah .... I told him to get e-mail addresses off the web site, but he apparently really wants to reach someone by phone (perhaps he's e-mail-phobic the way I'm phone-phobic, who knows). Anyway, his call took a while--I even put him on hold while I did a talkset--and I really thought I would never get off the phone. He sounded very nice, and I really didn't want to be rude to him, but my song was running out and I had nothing cued up! (This scenario was in fact the theme of many a nightmare during my first incarnation as an undergrad DJ at Virginia Tech. Another nightmare was that I was waiting tables and I would get one table their water and then forget all about them until closing time ...)

Anyway, the long and short of it is I was glad when 10 pm came. Thanks for listening if you did, and better luck next time! Oh yeah, and check out The Brazilian Girls before they become ubiquitous. I predict that soon you won't be able to throw a stick without hitting a coffeehouse that's playing them nonstop in the background. So listen to them now while you still have a chance to enjoy them.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

My brain is cold

Before I say anything else, I must note how tickled I am at the whole action figure hostage story. What fun! I wish I had though of it.

Looking back over the last week, it would appear that all I think about is food. I do think about it quite a bit, that's for sure. But often I think about much more interesting things. But I swear right now I'm in brain hibernation mode. It's cold. I hate cold. Cold is really sort of painful for me. I think it causes a reduction in my deep brain activity, as if my energy is being diverted to providing warmth (or most likely, building a reserve of fat).

Since there's not much I can do about that sorry state of affairs until I get a little warmer, I'll just remind everyone that I'm on the air tonight from 8-10 pm eastern: 88.7 for the locals, for the not-so-locals. Now I hope I remember that myself, seeing that it's a new time slot for me and all--I've had the fear that I'm going to forget, especially considering my sluggish brain activity of late ...