Goodnight Moon… August 30, 2006
Today I got my nightguard. This little baby and me are gonna see if we can’t stop me grinding my teeth so durn much.
I was all excited ’cause I won’t be grinding my teeth so durn much (as mentioned above)…so my headaches might go away…and my teeth won’t be so sensitive…and my jaw joints will stop deteriorating…so I’ll be happier…
and I thought that I would look like my friends who have these sorts of things. They pop them in and they look cute as little buttons. Their mouths protrude just enough so you can tell it’s not usual for them, and they have these little lisps and you just want to pinch their cheeks and kiss their foreheads.
How disapointing…
I just look like a dork.
Get out! The calls are coming from inside the house!! August 30, 2006
The masking tape splicer I talked about not so long ago?
yeah…I know who it is.
I’m devastated.
merkley??? August 25, 2006
Merkley??? is funny.
Merkley??? is hella stylish.
Merkley??? is a fantastic photographer.
and Merkley???, like me, hates to get punched in the arm pretty hard by people who he doesn’t recognize.
Merkley??? is a complete stranger, by the way, but he’s allowed me to link his lovely post.
Merkley??? made me feel better about all the people I a/ forget I know and b/ don’t bother to get to know.
united in our fight against bad film handling August 25, 2006
Everyone…
…all, like, 3 or so of you….
….meet my friend Dan. He, too, is a projector worker and film fixer. Actually, he’s a projector fixer, too. In fact, he and I were associates/colleagues/comrades at the same theatre and barely ever saw each other. Now, he’s put on his travelin’ shoes and is off to new ventures of the French-speaking sort and ironically, I’ve gotten to know this cool cat better…through the magic of blogging. Isn’t technology wonderful?
If you go now, you get to see his tooth.
Eggs are revolting! August 25, 2006
Wait…that should read:
The Eggheads Are Revolting!
First, there was this:
“Astronomers are gathering in the Czech capital, Prague, hoping to define exactly what counts as a planet.” Essentially, Pluto has always been a bit of a question mark because of it’s size, distance, and eliptical orbit. Plus, it’s similar in shape to the skulls of those who found it in 1930. Eggy. This causes said orbit.
Ironically, in other news, it is Goofy, not Pluto, who’s status as a dog is under scrutiny. Pluto remains very acceptable as he is 4-legged and doesn’t talk.
The relatively recent discovery of celestial bodies that are just as planet-esque as Pluto have caused the scientists to venture into figuring this out once and for all. If Pluto is a planet so are at least 3 other objects in orbit around our sun and this is gonna cause one helluva headache for elementary teachers worldwide either way.
Then…this happened:
Pluto loses status as a planet. Ah…awww….crap. The astonomers in Prague make up guidelines and in order to be a planet in our solar system, one must:
- orbit around the sun
- be large enough that you take on a nearly round shape
- clear your orbit of other objects
Dang it! My aunt almost gained status as a planet!
So…Pluto is no longer a ‘planet’. I’m a Scorpio. I believe that Pluto is my ruling planet. This may be the reason I’ve been feeling so tired lately. I am going to check into it.
However…all is not lost (and I feel slightly perkier today):
Pluto vote ‘hijacked’ in revolt.
Huzzah! Hear that clanging??? That’s the cavalry…it’s difficult to carry telescopes on horseback.
Apparently there was some shenanigans that allowed bad science to prevail. Firstly, most of the astronomers went home by the time the Pluto vote took place, henceforth one word ‘Plutovote’. Also, the Plutovote that ~did~ take place was located in a very secret cavern underneath the ocean found only by piecing together clues…and everyone knows that’s no place for astonomers. Only wild haired chemists and physicists work there…and usually alone or in very very tight groups.
So…what will be the fate of our most beloved, if not chilly, planet/non-planet/dwarf planet/dog? Well, the dog’s gonna be fine (though remain totally lame), but the planet? Stay tuned.
98 lb weakling August 25, 2006
Yesterday, when walking home from work, I found myself directly behind a couple…the male of which was wearing something very closely resembling a kevlar vest.
now…this kid was all of 115 lbs soaking wet and recently weened from his mother’s breast…apparently to latch directly on to his white-trashy gf’s.
I am ashamed to report that I did not have the courage to ask him something that had been plaguing me the entire time I followed them:
“Excuse me…is that vest ‘fashion’ or would it be prudent for me to distance myself as you apparently live a life of constant danger?”
I’ve been kicking myself since.
how’d it know? August 24, 2006
| You Are Likely an Only Child |
 At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated. At work and school, you do best when you’re organizing. When you love someone, you tend to worry about them. In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic. |
awwww… August 24, 2006
| What Your Soul Really Looks Like |
 You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to. You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you’re head is in the clouds. You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you’re a bit full of yourself. Your near future is all about change, but in very small steps. The end of the journey looks far, but it’s much closer than you realize. For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn’t fall in love with someone you didn’t trust. |
bzzz bzzz ptt ptt August 24, 2006
It has finally happened.
My brother-comrade in Ah Pook’s destruction has entered the blogosphere, and it’s g-damn great to have him here.
If Flickr wasn’t being such a bitch right now, I’d have one of his paintings from said blog displayed properly as an introduction, but it is, so I don’t.
Love Letters to Maldoror (The misanthropic art of Rodney Gabrielson)
click on linky
The way I see it… August 22, 2006
Sometimes you find yourself in a situation and that situation is so surreal and torturous that you have no choice but to sit there and take it because somewhere down the line you came to be in debt, karmic-ly (or cosmically) speaking, and those situations are meant for the universe to right itself.
How can I believe in God when just last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter? August 17, 2006
- Woody Allen
I found this idea over here at a blog I’ve been checking out occassionally.
Essentially, the deal is to search through random quotes over in this in this pile, find 5 quotes that reflect who you are and/or what you believe and post ‘em. Like this:
“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” – Eleanor Roosevelt
“To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to knowledge.” – Benjamin Disraeli
“Honest differences are often a healthy sign of progress.” – Mahatma Gandhi
“When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it -don’t back down and don’t give up- then you’re going to mystify a lot of folks.” – Bob Dylan
“If you tell the truth you don’t have to remember anything.” – Mark Twain
“Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege. Use it. Dwell in possiblity.” – Oprah Winfrey
and, as an extra throw in because I think it’s particularly relevant for our time:
“Thanks to TV and for the convenience of TV, you can only be one of two kinds of human beings, either a liberal or a conservative.” – Kurt Vonnegut
…you might as well include the internet
on building up films August 5, 2006
Projectionists who use masking tape for splicing when they’re breaking down films to ship out are, in my mind, complete animals.
…and I mutter that to myself every time I see it.
that’s not to mention you out there who cut splices instead of peeling them off. Who raised you people??
