And sometimes, you bluff.

So my rep at one of my temp agencies calls today to discuss what I’d like to be doing with my future. I plug in my cell phone so that it won’t die on me, which means turning on the car. The minute I turn on the car, it starts blaring Up Against the Wall. Only a second, mind you, and I switched it off fast. So then I hear him sounding puzzled on the phone, “Are you listening to… *meaningful pause*… a boyband?” Immediately, with no inflection, “That is a distinct possibility, sir.” “…” He eventually was able to …

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Still no cable connection, but a technician will hopefully fix that this week. Yesterday, after posting, I came up with a plan to veto badness for the rest of the weekend. Because you know how you always hear that if you smile even when you’re feeling like crap, eventually the chemicals released from keeping your face in that smiley position will make you feel better? Something like that. And it must have worked on some karmic level because today was quite happy. Quickie movie rundown? Crocodile Hunter: Collision Course: Amusing as all heck. Terri’s “Nuts!” Steve’s running commentary in the …

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Eureka!

EM Forster will be the basis of my five page rant on the evolution and presentation of music in the twenty-first century. Score! Hopefully, it’ll be finished by the deadline, which is, coincidentally, around sixish tonight. Whee!

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I can’t believe it’s not boybands!

“O-Town is not a truth of the universe.” “No, O-Town is not. They’re like…sugar substitute. Like…Equal!” “To *NSYNC’s sugar. Pure, and unprocessed.” “Not quite.” “No, not quite. Like um, Sugar in the Raw.” “Who is confectioner’s sugar?” “Fluffy and white. Uh. Dream Street? Boyz II Men is like caramel.” “Brown sugar.” “Dark brown sugar, baby.” “So what’s Backstreet? Like, sugar cubes?” “Granulated, processed white sugar. They’re the cheap store brand. Not even C&H.”

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