Trouble with the elections in the Ukraine, small plane crashes which sports broadcasters miraculously walk away from, soldiers still being deployed to Iraq, six hunters killed in Wisconsin, deadly gas explosions and mine collapses in China, and yet...
Someone has still taken the time to calculate how much it'd cost to buy everything mentioned in the 12 Days of Christmas song.
And they put the link to it on the CNN front page.
I swear, the things that pass for news around here. It boggles the mind.
Oh, to be in Salt Lake City tonight, with a ticket to tonight's Jazz game, to see them retire John Stockton's number. A foregone conclusion that they'd do it, and it makes me wish I'd been a little smarter--I would not mind taking time off to see it.
Ah well. Thanks for 19 great years, Basketball John, we miss you.
Heh. I wonder if it's coincidence that my favorite basketball player and my favorite hockey player both wear the same number. Funny how I never noticed before.
"5% MORE!" the diet dr. pepper bottle assured me. When I got close enough to read the small print, it said, "than a 20oz bottle."
Which meant that, hey, instead of 20 ounces of soda, there were a whole 21! Isn't that great?
Snerk. Stuff like that always amuses me, in a weird sort of way. The small deceptions that companies use to get people to buy whatever product or service they're offering.
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Also on my mind this morning... why, why, why have people already started writing fanfic about Lost? It's been what, half a season, if that?
I've already found some really horrible examples, too, which is really very sad. Not quite to the extent that I've found really horrible Harry Potter fanfics (and lord have I--and so have other people...headache-inducing, eye-bleeding stuff), but there are some bad ones out there just the same.
And, much like the Harry Potter stuff, I'm going to have to just not read it--not only to spare myself from the crapulence, but also to make sure I don't get the fanfic universe confused with the 'canon' universe. Something like that, anyway.
But yeah. Makes me very sad. Leave the show alone for a season, would you? Or wait til the first season's over and we're all in withdrawls or something... :)
The internet is an amazing thing.
Many many years ago...well, hell, I'm not even sure how to relate this story. Suffice it to say that, when I was 19 years old, I finally had myself a first boyfriend. It ended messily, as those things tend to do, but one of the things that first got us talking was a mutual love for U2.
Achtung Baby had come out not long before, and Mysterious Ways became "our song" because that's the video that was playing on MTV the night we had our first kiss (his *very* first--god, don't even get me started on that). Amusingly, though we both wanted to see the video, well, kissing sort of took priority at that point, and we missed it entirely. Sadly, we never ended up seeing it at all, even though we tried for a few months to *find* it somewhere.
Today, thanks to the magic of Yahoo! Launch, I finally got to see the damn video.
....
And I was disappointed. Heh.
Red sky in the morning, sailor take warning.
Red sky at night, sailor's delight.
My stepdad was the one who taught me that, he said that it was a pretty good way of telling whether a storm was on its way.
This morning, for a few minutes, when I looked out my office window, the sky didn't look black, or red, or pink, or grey, but...lavender. Probably just a trick of the light and the (I think) tinted glass, but still an interesting sight, nonetheless.
I'm happy to report that I did pretty well at the craft fair. Better than I expected, at least, and I made some pretty valuable contacts. They want me to come back in April.
There are other potential things on the horizon, as well, but I'm keeping quiet on that until something actually happens. Just...keep your fingers crossed for me, and think good employment-related thoughts.
Once again, the month is nearly 10 days old, and I have not written a single word for NaNoWriMo. Bad me.
But on Friday, we are leaving for Vegas for a few days, to meet my mom and her fiance, as well as my aunt Leslie and her partner Chris (and Leslie's kids, I believe). Woohoo. Viva, Las Vegas. Can't wait to go to a bar, get drunk with my mom, then stagger back to the hotel to play dominoes.