What am I doing with a blog?

Awww…heck. I dunno.

A Bit of Fry & Laurie on language August 31, 2006

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Goodnight Moon… August 30, 2006

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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!!

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The masking tape splicer I talked about not so long ago?

yeah…I know who it is.

I’m devastated.


merkley??? August 25, 2006

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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

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…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!

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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

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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.