hiddenmuse: (Disappearing planets)
At work, my Intarweb home page is MSN.com - sucky, I know ... but I'm too lazy to change the default to some insurance carrier's or something.

Anywho, one of the headers says "Deadly Hurricane Eyes U.S." - and the immediate thought popping into my head is that of a borderline lecherous hurricane, trying to put the moves on the Southeastern United States, with Barenaked Ladies' "Conventioneers" playing in the background.


Quitting time can't come soon enough, obviously. I'm blogging the asinine thoughts as they come around.
hiddenmuse: (Shake Djibouti)
It's Friday afternoon, and I'm trying so hard to resist the temptation to just get up on my desk and start belting out a horrendous, a cappella version of "You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)". No reason - I just feel like singing it.

And, really, isn't that the best reason to start singing a disco song originally done by a flamboyant gay man like Sylvester?
hiddenmuse: (AB Square)
Well, the verdict is sort of in for my shoulder.

I say "sort of", because while I did get a voicemail from the doctor this evening letting me know that the MRI indicated that I'll be getting sent to a 'shoulder specialist' (read: orthopedist, most likely) ... the voicemail also said that I could return the call tomorrow or early next week, as it wasn't all that urgent.

Of course, I hear "refer to a specialist" and get a bit anxious. I know what happened the last time - and I've got 4 small scars to show for it, too. Now, I doubt that it'll be anything that extreme. If it were, I would've been asked to call back ASAP. Most likely, I may be going to an orthopedist for, at the worst, cortisone shots.

Still, it's kind of nice to know that there is an explanation for this pain. And good to know that it's not "all in my head" or something. It just sucks that I'll be hauling ass to another doctor to get it checked out. :-/


Ah well. I'll have a more definite answer tomorrow. In the meantime, I'm going to get to bed - I'm about to crash!
hiddenmuse: (Shalom)
I know, people have done the "Random 10 Songs" meme into the ground - which is why I'm not doing it.

Instead, I want to know - what songs do you risk deafness over when the come onto your MP3 player/CD player/computer/whatever?

For me, those songs are: What's that? I can't hear you!! )

And for the record, I do get all kinds of shit for my singalongamania ... which is why I try my damndest to not do it, and still end up doing it anyways ... only to end up embarrassed when I'm caught in the act.
hiddenmuse: (Gene Pool)
I don't know if anyone reading this is in London - or has friends and loved ones there - but I just wanted to say that my thoughts are with you all today.


And oh yeah ... humanity sucks. :-/
hiddenmuse: (Duh)
Becoming Legal )


Everything Falls Apart )


Rapunzel, Rapunzel ... let down your hair )


Well, that's all, my lovelies ... it sounds like the groceries are finally being delivered. So, I should be herding the cats and getting ready to clear the table (again)!
hiddenmuse: (the kiss)
Even though there's reggae playing in the office, I've got a totally random song going through my head right now.

Yeah ... I've got Anthony Kiedis singing "Blood Sugar Sex Magic", oddly enough. Nothing like a little "glorious euphoria is my must/ erotic shock is a function of lust..." to keep the afternoon interesting.


Makes me want to get down and do all kinds of dirty, lusty things with all kinds of people (female and male). :-X
hiddenmuse: (Shake Djibouti)
Tom Cruise for the X-Box
hiddenmuse: (Eyeballs)
It's Hump Day ... but for some reason, it feels more like "Slump Day" around here.

Our entire department is experiencing the "I don't wanna be here" blues ... and the day isn't even half-done. :-/

Meh.
hiddenmuse: (warehouse)
Someone please make me laugh.

The clients have their Pissy Pants© on again ... and I'm in the firing range, it seems.
hiddenmuse: (Duh)
I make Moe Tucker of Velvet Underground sound good? Ouch. )
hiddenmuse: (Shut Up!)
Somebody forgot to tell Jeremy that the mic was ON...

Yes, Jeremy Roenick decided to pull a Lars Ulrich circa 1999, and kill off any remaining NHL fan base with some highly inflammitory - and dare I say, somewhat contradictory - comments about fans' reactions to the 2004-05 NHL Lock-Out.


And in response to his offer for fans to "kiss his ass" ... well, Jeremy, why don't you get over yourself, cos I'm not about to kiss your whiny, overpaid ass.


{Edited several times over ... despite a serious temptation to drop some major F-Bombs and other bon mots.}
hiddenmuse: (the kiss)
Okay ... so Friday night was more of a NOTA night (None of the Above). Didn't go to Fairy Butch's event. Skipped the Pansy Division show - especially since I haven't heard anything of theirs post-1995. Skipped the Drag King Show. Instead, I met up with a few people from Yelp and went out for dinner (all of us) and drinks (them - I stayed sober). Had a great time, and it was nice to finally be able to put faces to names and reviews. :-)



Saturday In The Park )



I love a parade! )


Kellie is coming home from D.C. tonight ... and I'd planned to make a really nice dinner. :-(

Ah well, I'll see what I can do - even if I ask for some assistance in the kitchen. :-)

And Bad Education will have be returned tomorrow ... with a late fee due, and Kellie possibly reaping the benefits of the aprhrodisiac effects of Gael, and all that man-lovin'. *eg*
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hiddenmuse: (Shake Djibouti)
Borrowed from [livejournal.com profile] violet_things - Your Moment of Tom.

Okay, Tom ... we get it. You're straight and you like girls. A lot.




Kellie has gone to Washington, D.C. in an attempt to take over as Ruler of The Universe for a sorority convention (she's the local chapter's Alumnae Adviser) this weekend. I am ruling the roost - well, okay, pretending to rule the roost (the cats still pull rank around here, you see) - in her absence.

One would think that it means an entire weekend of absolute craziness or something. You know, playing Rock Star and trashing the place - then calling in Merry MaidsTM to clean up the mess. Okay, maybe not.

Instead, it's cleaning up the place: taking out the trash, the recycling. Loading up the dishwasher. Gathering up more newspapers for the shelter (I think we have about 300 years' worth by now) - 'tis Kitten Season, and they need something for the kitties to pee on, and who better than G.W. and the Masters of Puppets he calls a Cabinet? ;-X

It's watching stuff on TiVo, ordering up Chinese take-out for dinner, and pulling together the next night's to-do list. Debating over what to do tomorrow night, after the dishes are done ... go to a concert (Pansy Division), go to a drag king show, or see Fairy Butch? {For the record, I decided to eliminate Fairy Butch from the running after hearing the words "speed dating"**. I already have someone, so I'll pass on that!}

** - Speed Dating at a Lesbian event. Isn't that kind of redundant? There's already the repuatation for showing up on a second date with a U-Haul ... does this mean that the woman just cuts to the chase and shows up at the club with the U-Haul?
hiddenmuse: (Bitch Please)
Or so it goes with one of my more mercurial (and ancient) clients.

I swear, I could talk to her one day and be the best thing since sliced bread. The next day, I'm the scourge of the earth because I'm breathing the same air.


About a month or so ago, we add a driver to her policy, as requested. A couple of days later, she calls back and bitches about how something was wrong on the salutation of the letter. Then, it's the ID card - a driver listed shouldn't be on there. Which, of course, wasn't even mentioned in the initial conversation.

So, just when things are squared away, and the dust settles, she calls to make a payment on the policy. And tells me how I'm such a pleasure to talk to - how she enjoys working with me.

Apparently, that was all to smack me back down again, because today, she calls me, with major sand in her craw. She finally got the endorsement adding the driver (requested - and contested by the company - a month ago), and she's being charged for this change. Why is she being charged to add the driver? Why is the other driver still on the policy? She assumed that the WalkerAuto policy allowed you up to 2 drivers before they started charging an additional premium. If they can't removed the additional charge, go ahead and delete the driver that was added last month, she's not in the household anyways.


Somebody kill me, please. No wonder I was having dreams of standing at the bus stop, and having late teens/early 20-somethings pelting me with rocks.
hiddenmuse: (Gene Pool)
"Stranger Danger" kept him from being found

I don't know what to make of this one. Part of me wants to say "stupid kid!" - but another part says "stupid parents!". Yet another part of me says "stupid people!" for letting a kid go off on his own, especially if they know that he has a crap sense of direction.


It's a great idea to teach your kids to not talk to strangers. Very smart lesson. The not-so-great-idea is to leave out a lesson on what to do if you get lost, because it could happen, despite any parent's best intentions.

For the love of Gord (and Everyone Else), if you're going to spawn, when you teach the sprogs to not talk to strangers, do teach them that if they get lost, it's okay to find someone to help them get back home. Or, if you are lost, and people are calling your name, looking for you, it's okay to go to them.

Finally, if your kid has a crap sense of direction, send them out with a friend ... or if they do go out alone, send them out with a GPS tracker. They're portable now, y'know.


Meh ... what do I know? I plan to be the cool, slightly eccentric, childless aunt when I grow up.
hiddenmuse: (Uncool)
Everyone knows about Friendster and Myspace.com - now, the same things exist for cats and dogs.

Dogster and Catster

It seems kind of cheesy - but I like that you can visit random dogs - called "A Walk Through The Dog Park" - give dogs virtual bones, visit puppies, and even look for specific breeds or qualities (dogs up for adoption, tripod dogs, rescue dogs, etc.) and read Dog Blogs set up by their humans.

And it's the same for the cats. Walk through the Cat Den, give the cats virtual treats, visit the kittens and kit-teens, check out specific types of cats, as well as read the Kitty Chronicles - transcribed by the humans, of course.


So, check it out some time. Give the dogs and cats some treats, or even set up a Dogster/Catster account for your furry friend!
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