oh hay stuf
Jun. 9th, 2007 08:56 amBeen meaning to update this, been on the computer, been busy with other things. Cut by topic for probable rambling:
The bad news: We still have a broken, taped-over window.
The good news: They're replacing all the windows, in the whole apartment complex.
Ahahahahaha oh wait, there is no good news! I can only forsee this as a major project which will create a lot of mess, require that we find somewhere to put up the cats for a while, clean up the whole apartment, and allow the maintenance people free access to the apartment for a lengthy period of time. These are ancient, painted-over, heavy metal frame windows. I grew up helping my parents continuousy remodel the house. We had newer, nicer windows and it was still a half day job to replace a couple, and that was without the added fun of a two story building. The genius of starting this project in a month where we're already into 100 degree weather escapes me, plus they're starting it now, which means we could be months down the list. Months and months with a broken window unfixed because they'll insist they're going to get to us.
Whee.
After I was accidentally scheduled to work 12 days straight (two employees out for different reasons), we decided to go see Pirates on the rainy Sunday I had off. Evidently this was the day everyone else in Richmond decided to go see it too, so we had to try two different movie theatres. But! We did get in.
I liked it, I don't know what's wrong with you people.
Maybe the key to enjoying these things is to have lower expectations? I mean, come on, it's a Disney sequel. If you had high expectations you must be oblivious to their previous record... plus I liked the bit with the sound from the ride. I fell in love with the ride and with pirate stuff way before these movies were even dreamed of. Still gotta find me a copy of Yellowbird though, that's a classic I haven't been able to track down since I left B'ham.
Also got to see the TF preview and I got really excited to see it. I can't find in myself the kind of fevered enthusiasm Shiri has about mecha, but I do have fond memories of Transformers from when I was a kid. I used to have a couple toys, mostly from my uncle J. Scott, who is a fantastic geek and had a few toys of his own. I remember being firm in the belief that the trick to getting all the swinging folding bits to transform properly was to make the noise from the cartoon. I am an expert on making that little transformy noise from the old show. Those toys were great, like rubik's cubes or something only a lot more rewarding. My mother hated for me to watch it because of the violence, much like He-man, but then this is the same mother who gave me a speech about feminism once when I was watching Flintstones at about the age of eight. She was fine with She-ra but I complained because she never seemed to do as much stuff as He-man. Plus I liked the green tiger.
What I have been working on is my old webpage, which has lain neglected for a reidiculously long time. This may only be a short burst and then it might lie dormant again, but I'm hoping not. Most especially I'm working on the Arraka'ar page, which promises to someday be so massive it may swallow my head. I've actually gone off as a side project and started ripping apart our many falling-apart spiral-bound RP notebooks and organizing the games in chronological order. I currently have a three inch wide binder that has nothing but canon Arraka'ar RP in chronological order, and I'm going to have to break it out into more binders because this one is starting to go into a fan shape just like the reference one. Yergh. More on the webpage when there's more to see there.
Right. In other news, there's been some updating on my DA gallery, working on fanart stuff but all this htmling has distracted me from working on the photoshop pic of doom I keep meaning to finish.
Not an official WTF, but a week or so ago I had a dream about Mr. Vandemar. Yeah, of Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar, and you should all go read/see Neverwhere if you haven't.
Anyway, I dreamed that Mr. Vandemar started to like this chick out of a group they had held captive for whatever reason, and in the end he turned on and incapacitated Mr. Croup (I doubt killed is the right word), and released the captives. The chick he liked didn't exactly return the feeling and was a little put off by this hulking, uncommunicative brute, but grateful.
Yeah, he still ate rats and pigeons and stuff. Interesting dream, but weird.
Now off to work, while all you bastards enjoy your Saturday.
The bad news: We still have a broken, taped-over window.
The good news: They're replacing all the windows, in the whole apartment complex.
Ahahahahaha oh wait, there is no good news! I can only forsee this as a major project which will create a lot of mess, require that we find somewhere to put up the cats for a while, clean up the whole apartment, and allow the maintenance people free access to the apartment for a lengthy period of time. These are ancient, painted-over, heavy metal frame windows. I grew up helping my parents continuousy remodel the house. We had newer, nicer windows and it was still a half day job to replace a couple, and that was without the added fun of a two story building. The genius of starting this project in a month where we're already into 100 degree weather escapes me, plus they're starting it now, which means we could be months down the list. Months and months with a broken window unfixed because they'll insist they're going to get to us.
Whee.
After I was accidentally scheduled to work 12 days straight (two employees out for different reasons), we decided to go see Pirates on the rainy Sunday I had off. Evidently this was the day everyone else in Richmond decided to go see it too, so we had to try two different movie theatres. But! We did get in.
I liked it, I don't know what's wrong with you people.
Maybe the key to enjoying these things is to have lower expectations? I mean, come on, it's a Disney sequel. If you had high expectations you must be oblivious to their previous record... plus I liked the bit with the sound from the ride. I fell in love with the ride and with pirate stuff way before these movies were even dreamed of. Still gotta find me a copy of Yellowbird though, that's a classic I haven't been able to track down since I left B'ham.
Also got to see the TF preview and I got really excited to see it. I can't find in myself the kind of fevered enthusiasm Shiri has about mecha, but I do have fond memories of Transformers from when I was a kid. I used to have a couple toys, mostly from my uncle J. Scott, who is a fantastic geek and had a few toys of his own. I remember being firm in the belief that the trick to getting all the swinging folding bits to transform properly was to make the noise from the cartoon. I am an expert on making that little transformy noise from the old show. Those toys were great, like rubik's cubes or something only a lot more rewarding. My mother hated for me to watch it because of the violence, much like He-man, but then this is the same mother who gave me a speech about feminism once when I was watching Flintstones at about the age of eight. She was fine with She-ra but I complained because she never seemed to do as much stuff as He-man. Plus I liked the green tiger.
What I have been working on is my old webpage, which has lain neglected for a reidiculously long time. This may only be a short burst and then it might lie dormant again, but I'm hoping not. Most especially I'm working on the Arraka'ar page, which promises to someday be so massive it may swallow my head. I've actually gone off as a side project and started ripping apart our many falling-apart spiral-bound RP notebooks and organizing the games in chronological order. I currently have a three inch wide binder that has nothing but canon Arraka'ar RP in chronological order, and I'm going to have to break it out into more binders because this one is starting to go into a fan shape just like the reference one. Yergh. More on the webpage when there's more to see there.
Right. In other news, there's been some updating on my DA gallery, working on fanart stuff but all this htmling has distracted me from working on the photoshop pic of doom I keep meaning to finish.
Not an official WTF, but a week or so ago I had a dream about Mr. Vandemar. Yeah, of Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar, and you should all go read/see Neverwhere if you haven't.
Anyway, I dreamed that Mr. Vandemar started to like this chick out of a group they had held captive for whatever reason, and in the end he turned on and incapacitated Mr. Croup (I doubt killed is the right word), and released the captives. The chick he liked didn't exactly return the feeling and was a little put off by this hulking, uncommunicative brute, but grateful.
Yeah, he still ate rats and pigeons and stuff. Interesting dream, but weird.
Now off to work, while all you bastards enjoy your Saturday.
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Date: Jun. 10th, 2007 02:02 am (UTC)*Hugs* I only got off because work was dead. We've just hit the first major heat wave of the summer and it's killing business. Yesterday was dead too. Hope your day wasn't too brain-numbing.
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Date: Jun. 10th, 2007 03:17 am (UTC)