It’s always time for a coke
I realized that daylight savings had changed when the 6:06 alarm went off and my cable box was disagreeing with it. I had a picture of a woman in a bikini from that “Staceys mom has got it going on” song. I also had a rant about Mtv. Not the way they don’t show videos, that’s been covered and I have digital cable so I get the Mtv with videos anyway. I’m talking of the fact that regardless of the flavor of Mtv I am watching it appears to be 98% dedicated to R&B. I’m not saying thay have to play my weird techno crap but are there no other types of music worth playing? Out of the 6 songs I saw only one (the previously mentioned Stacys Mom song) was not R&B. Admitedly I am sensitive to these things because I detest R&B, I always have, and I am constantly bombarded with it. I gave up and switched to VH1 to see what their Classic Soul lineup. I caught James Brown (which fits the classic soul specification) and then it went to Bobby Brown (which, most vehemently, does NOT) At this point I turned to my Tivo to watch whatever it had saved for me….but that was all at 5:06. Today at 6:06 nothing interesting was going on. I was going to watch Gothika but didn’t have any ice so before I started the movie I grabbed some ice and a coke. That wasn’t nearly as interesting as 5:06. Maybe I’ll just lie and say that stuff happened now…I guess it’s too late for that.
A man and his yo-yo
Armed with new knowlege of how to balance my yo-yo, I am going to make this one stop sucking with its large bearing. I have decided that perhaps I need to learn more about yo-yos before I go around modding them willy-nilly. But where’s the fun in that?
Grocery store of the damned
I only needed 3 things and it took 30 minutes to find them. I should probably spend more time getting groceries on a normal basis then I would know where stuff is. I needed finger foods for this costume party tonight. Every year Halloween sneaks up on me and I have to do last minute costume stuff. This year is no exception. Half an hour at Albertsons would have been fine had I not already spent an hour tracking down gold rope for my costume. Still, it really is one of my favorite holidays.
People seriously need to chill
I hit crappy rush hour traffic on the way to the freeway. The truck on the right has a 40-something woman who has been bitching out the dude on the left for like 5 minutes straight. It isn’t full on road rage screaming, just her yelling at that dude like it’s her teenage son. At one point she actually got out of her and was yelling right in his window. I don’t know what he did but she is really unhappy about it. She’s not real bright. I wouldn’t consider Vegas the type of place one could safely bitch someone out in traffic. It just has an ass kicking written all over it. (Un)fortunately that didn’t happen. It would have been an excellent diary entry if it had
Don’t say it
Everyone has their guilty pleasure books…these are mine…and that’s all I have to say about that
Mmmmmm laundry detergent…..
So I’ve been a little lax about the laundry thing. I am quite low in the critical CUI (clean underwear index) which has moved laundry from a chore to a necessity. I’m even low on shirts and anyone who knows me knows that’s a near impossibility. At least I can read and launder at the same time. The dishes…now they can still wait.
Fiending
I get into these little moods sometimes where all I want to do is sit and read. No going out with friends, no movies or dinners. Just me and a book for 4 or 5 hours after work before I reluctantly go to bed. It’s been a while since I’ve been like this and it feels so good to immerse myself in reading for a while. Tonights menu is “Stranger Than Fiction” by Chuck. I love his novels. He really does have quite a flair for storytelling and this book showcases it with stories he’s heard, experienced, interviewed people about. Not too big, which is good because I have other books to get to and I’m jonesing
