Published on July 28, 2005 @ 3:05 pm .
I’m about to go into a 90 minute meeting. After that I have to water my plants, leave an away message on my phone, and manage a vacation filter on my email.
Tonight I go to a wake of the brother of a good friend, and tomorrow is the funeral.
Saturday morning I leave for the last vacation I’ll take for a year.
I would have had some stuff prepared to put up during my absence, but since I’m now taking tomorrow off I had to fit some of next week’s work into today, as well as all my regular work, and some of Friday’s work. So I have nothing.
Maybe I’ll have something up on Monday.
In the meantime, call your loved ones or give them a hug or something.
Published on July 28, 2005 @ 12:03 pm .
When you google my real name you don’t come up with anything about me until the 58th link. After that I got bored when the 200th link still didn’t have anything else about me.
I share my name with a moderately famous person in politics, so chances are good that even if you knew my name you wouldn’t be able to find me.
I don’t know whether to be happy or depressed.
Published on July 28, 2005 @ 9:00 am .
Since I apparently caused such a ruckus at the Happy Hour, let me explain my thoughts on necrophilia.
1) I think it’s gross. I’ve never done it. I would never want to do it. I wouldn’t do it.
2) I think that if somebody wants to do it, they should be able to as long as
a) the necrophile has express written permission from the deceased
and/or
b) the deceased has offered their body for necrophilia a la organ donation.
That second part is what I was leaving off of the discussion at happy hour (partly to play the devil’s advocate).
What this really comes down to, for me, is for 2 consenting adults to do what they want to do with each other, combined with the need for people to write a will. Nobody should have any say as to what anyone does with your body when you’re alive, and only you should have any say as to what happens to your body when you’re dead. If you want to be an organ donor- great. If you want to donate your body intact to med students- bully for you. If you want to sell your body to the highest bidder- that’s capitalism. If you get your jollies off knowing someone else is getting their jollies off sexing you up when you’re gone and you decide to put that in your will so that they can do it- it should be allowed.
If nothing else it’ll help stem the the psychologically destructive crime of non-consensual necrophilia. (I’m not kidding.)
If you’re the type of person who argues for same-sex folks to be left alone to do with their genitalia what they please, or if you’re the type of person who thinks that Terri Schiavo had a right to die, then you must consider consensual necrophilia, however creepy, as something that people should be able to do if they want to.
Published on July 27, 2005 @ 2:22 pm .
Once again, the internet helps to bring people together. In my case, it’s people who have pooped their pants so I don’t look like such a freak.
Meet the Common Wombat. He pooped his pants, and it was much worse than my incident.
Published on July 27, 2005 @ 12:14 pm .
We have a radio that plays in our office up by the front desk. Just now, as I was walking through, it was playing “Love Song” by the Cure which was most recently covered by 311 for the movie 50 First Dates.
Now, I was born in 1980, more than a year after the Cure released their first album. Their music is okay (I don’t dislike them as much as the Malcontent who once commented that he’d like the Cure if a plane carrying them crashed onto the Smith’s bus) but I’m by no means a fan.
So this 20 something-ish kid comes in and hears the song on the radio and says “Can you tell me what’s on the radio?” as if I control the music. I tell him it’s the Cure and I mention that I thought the song was called Love Song (but I had to double-check on the Webternets to be sure). He looks completely confused, so I mention the 311 cover.
“Oh yeah! That’s who did the original. How long has the Cure been around?”
Published on July 27, 2005 @ 9:21 am .
Happy Hours I’ve been to: March, April, May, June, July
Happy Hours I’ve left early: March, May, June, July
Happy Hours where I had to have someone else cover my tab: March, July*
I wish I could have hung around for longer and discussed the finer points of why people should be free to have sex with the dead if they want to, but I had to go to ACWF’s mom’s birthday party.
Thanks again to Linda for the trashcan.
*Thanks Fool, J, and Snay.
Published on July 26, 2005 @ 12:12 pm .
Does anyone else think it’s rude for people to casually speculate about the fate of the young American woman who went missing in Aruba.
Certainly the medias fascination with missing white girls is partially to blame, but are we so beholden to the box and so devoid of sentiment that the life of this girl and how it may have been taken is appropriate conversation fodder?
It makes me feel sick to my stomach.
Published on July 26, 2005 @ 10:31 am .
This chick and some other broad planned some thing at some place tonight. If you’re in the area, you should go. All the cool people are doing it.
Published on July 26, 2005 @ 9:28 am .
Ever prescient, Sweetney gave me the lowdown on spackling way back when I asked for hints and tips on having a new home.
I had done teeny-tiny amounts of patch spackling when she mentioned it in her advice, so I felt like I knew what the story was. I was so very, very wrong.
Our house is kinda small since it’s a duplex, so we have no idea why the previous owner would have blocked off the door between the living room and the kitchen. You can see in the following links to pictures of the house before we bought it that the doorway was replaced by a pantry in the back of the kitchen (link to big-ass kitchen image) and a wall in the living room (link to big-ass living room image) where the door would have been between the horrendous white tiger picture and the tv.
We have since fixed that error with (in this order) a screwdriver, a hammer, 2 razor blades, a jigsaw, a drywall saw, a prybar, drywall, drywall tape, cornerbead, about a million drywall screws, and 35 pounds of all purpose joint compound AKA spackle.
I’d show you pictures of our new door, but ACWF has temporarily misplaced the digital camera. But we still have a few rooms left to organize, so it’ll probably turn up there.
In the meantime, when your buying all purpose joint compound and you wonder whether to get the 1 gallon bucket for 5 bucks, or the 5 gallon bucket for 10 bucks, go with the 5 gallon bucket.
