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Tech Tuesday
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Musical Monday
Monday, September 27, 2010
It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousey hair
But her mummy is yelling, "No!"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is no where to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
Literary Thursday
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Hector and the Search for Happiness will be discussed this week over at THE BOOK GROUP.
If I'm not there yet, please feel free to start without me.
Musical Monday
Monday, September 20, 2010
She got out of town
On a railway New York bound
Took all except my name
Another alien on Broadway
Some things in this world you just can't change
Somethings you can't see until it gets too late
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around
And come on home
I got a hole in me now
yeah,I got a scar I can talk about
She keeps a picture of me
In her apartment in the city
Some things in this world, man, they don't make sense
Some things you don't need until they leave you
And they're things that you miss
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around
And come on home
Let that city take you in
Let that city spit you out
Let that city take you down
For God's sake turn around
Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone
Who will save me
From all I'm up against in this world
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something
That's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around
And come on home
Come on home
Baby, baby, baby
Come on home
Yeah, come on home
Yeah, come on home
Free-form Friday!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Good morning kidlettes!
Since today is Anything Goes Friday (no cursing please), this post will be a bunch of miscellaneous blather:
1. Wrapping up the weekday portion of week one of my Biggest Loser type contest with friend. We've given ourselves ten weeks (until Nov. 22) to see who can lose the most weight. The winner gets $100 from each of the others (there are three of us in this competition). My official weigh-in on Monday put me at a starting weight of 264 lbs (18 stone 12 lbs, or roughly 120 kg). We shall each 'check in' every Monday, but this morning I was down to 261 lbs (and change, but that's neither here nor there (so then where is it?)), and that's just with eating less. Next week, I plan to add a bit of exercise to the mix in the form of long walks (outside, weather permitting - on the treadmill otherwise). My goal is to lose 40 lbs by the end of this, which, for the mathematically impaired, means that at the finish I'll be a svelte 220-ish. And all just in time for Monkey Chow's big debut show!
I've heard that for every 10 lbs one loses, one goes down a size in jeans. Accounting for comfort, I'd be in size 33 waist. More likely they'd be 34's or 36's but oh-my would that be something!
2. Continuing in my "I'm broke as a joke" trend... I've spent the last week with $7 in my checking account. That is not a typo: Seven Dollars (US). Limited to cash on hand, I've discovered the joys of cigarette rationing, sack lunches, Taco Bell's dollar menu and just staying home and reading. Now don't get me wrong, this is a very good thing. In times past that $7 would, by now, be a negative three digit number so improvements have been made. And as a form of reward for my (financially impaired) ways, my latest gas bill has a credit balance! It seems I sent two payments for the same bill earlier (I REALLY need to start opening my mail, or at least getting them to send my bills on a postcard). So that's less money going out this month which means I may actually show a profit at the end of the month!
3. My mom saw my newest tattoo. After a couple of weeks cleverly hiding it with long sleeved shirts and jackets, I let my guard down during a recent visit and the very bottom peeked out from under my short sleeved shirt. Needless to say, her reaction was disproportionately dramatic.
4. Can you believe I've been at my job almost nine months already? It seems like just the other day I was writing about the dire straits I was in and the bleak outlook of my immediate future. Of course, I did enjoy sleeping until noon.
5. People simply do NOT know how to communicate in writing. It's obvious that the educational system in the USA is a failure.
So what are you lovely lot up to this weekend?
Literary Thursday: Week TWO(2)
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Hello kidlettes,
If you're not already reading, you should be rushing out to get Hector and the Search for Happiness: A Novel by François Lelord who, I'm told, is "a French bloke".
Next Thursday, we'll all convene (virtually) over at The Book Group to discuss.
Tell your friends, the more the merrier.
Meanwhile, staying with the theme I recommend The Book Group for your viewing pleasure.
...and then monotony set in.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
The fine folks at Minute Rice have come up with Ready to Serve Brown Rice in single serving, microwaveable bowls. Having no prior experience with brown rice, it seems perfectly acceptable to my proletariat palate.
This modern day miracle of convenience also has been a boon to me personally as I am once again trying to lose weight. With endless days of chicken and rice on the horizon and these little grab-and-go containers seem just the trick; particularly as I’ve long had issues with portion size and taking my good self out of the process seems to be a great way to control that part of the equation.
So, this bachelor has a bit of a request for you, my dear reader (yes YOU): How do you make boneless chicken breast less bland? Your suggestions are most gratefully appreciated.
Tech Tuesday
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
http://www.cnn.com/2010/TECH/social.media/09/09/google.instant.cashmore/index.html
Google Instant search feeds our real-time addiction
By Pete Cashmore, Special to CNN
September 9, 2010
Google this week released its Instant Search feature, which displays live search results as soon as you begin typing.
By providing results before a query is complete and removing the need to hit the ‘enter’ key, Google claims users will save two to five seconds per search.
Seriously… seriously?
Oh, there’s more:
Next up: Google Predictive Search?
Google is unlikely to rest on its laurels now that Instant Search has been released. The only way the company can truly compete with social discovery is by going one step further.
What if instead of guessing your intent while you search, Google could predict your needs before you search? That's likely the next evolution of Google search, according to statements from Google CEO Eric Schmidt.
"The next step of search is doing this automatically. When I walk down the street, I want my smartphone to be doing searches constantly: 'Did you know ...?' 'Did you know ...?' 'Did you know ...?' 'Did you know ...?'” Schmidt said at the IFA consumer electronics event in Berlin, Germany, this week.
"This notion of autonomous search -- to tell me things I didn't know but am probably interested in -- is the next great stage, in my view, of search."
Wow. Just wow. And not in a good way.
As if the hordes of entitled children aren’t bad enough, we’re now going to groom them to not even have to think about what they might want to know? (What a horribly constructed sentence, but you get my point…don’t you? (don’t you?))
Instant gratification. Blech!
Remember when the anticipation of a thing or event was something to be enjoyed?
A month…no…a WEEK without computers and smart phones and business would grind to a halt, there’d be lines of panicked folks at the grocery store stocking up for Armageddon (no, not the film). Just imagine if you couldn’t log on to find out what Ashton Kutcher was Tweeting about. Oh the horror!
We live in a technological age, and the trappings are ubiquitous, but we don’t need to become slaves to the times. These are tools, not substitute thinkers.
A hammer doesn’t drive a nail without the direction of the hammerer.
I would like to propose a Global Low Tech hour.
For merely one hour on one day, televisions are turned off, computers are powered down, cell phones are put away, gps systems are usurped by paper maps (ok, I shall concede the use of laminated maps).
I’m open to proposals for a suitable day.
I was thinking April 3th, which I believe was the date of the first cellular telephone call.
Your thoughts?
Musical Monday - September 13
Monday, September 13, 2010
HEY SOUL SISTER
by Train
Hey, hey, hey
Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains
I knew I wouldn't forget you, and so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moon beam, the smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided who's one of my kind
Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
Hey, hey,hey
Just in time, I'm so glad you have a one-track mind like me
You gave my life direction, a game show love connection we can't deny
I'm so obsessed, my heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest
I believe in you, like a virgin, you're Madonna, and I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind
Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
The way you can cut a rug, watching you's the only drug I need
You're so gangsta, I'm so thug, you're the only one I'm dreaming of
You see, I can be myself now finally, in fact there's nothing I can't be
I want the world to see you be with me
Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do tonight,
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
Hey, hey,hey
Hey, hey,hey
Tonight
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Book Club
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Ok kidlettes,
Since we're starting Literary Thursdays, let's get a volunteer to suggest a book for week one.
We'll all have one week to acquire and read the book, so no War & Peace type epics, please.
Not in a box. Not with a fox.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I do not like macaroni and cheese. I'm not even a big fan of alfredo sauce. Isn't that really just mac and cheese for adults, where restaurants can charge a lot because it sounds all foreignly?
The Great Grand Master High Mucky-Muck Poohbah of M&C even has a WEBSITE dedicated exclusively to the nasty glop. Indoctrinate them young, eh?
Growing up, (and that's still a process I'm working on) we didn't have mac & cheese at home. I don't know why, but I'm grateful for it. If you've known me for any length of time, you already know that I have an unhealthy affection for cheese and I simply will not countenance "cheese" in a powdered form.
"But, Rimshot..." I hear you start. And I shall stop you right there. There's no swaying me on this matter. In a fast-food world, there are still far better options than such gruel.
ANYHOOTLE...
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Let's try something new
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
As I seem to always be struggling to come up with clever ideas of things to blog about (and mostly fail, I'd surmise), I thought a bit of structure might be a good idea.
For the time being I'm going to go with the below, effective tomorrow.
MUSICAL MONDAY - Where I share a song or video that I enjoy.
TECHNOLOGY TUESDAY - Where I shall rant about all things technological, whether nifty or nuisance.
FOOD WEDNESDAY - What? Do they all have to be alliterative?
LITERARY THURSDAY - Book club anyone?
ANYTHING GOES FRIDAY - Just what it says...no cursing please.
What’s up with that?
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Recently, I was asked (on FaceBook) to list fifteen albums I’ve heard that will always stick with me.
The rules were simple: List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. Here’s what I came up with. I may have gone over my fifteen minutes and I may have used outside sources (Google) to help me, mostly to remember. The list isn’t in a specific order.
1. Queen – Live Killers (1979)
2. Kiss – Alive (1975)
3. Queensryche – Rage for Order (1986)
4. Queensryche – Operation Mindcrime (1988)
5. Pink Floyd – The Wall (1979)
6. Motley Crue – Too Fast For Love (1981)
7. Guns’n’Roses – Appetite for Destruction (1987)
8. Bowie, David - The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and The Spiders From Mars (1972)
9. Cheap Trick – At Budokan (1979)
10. Def Leppard – Hysteria (1987)
11. Def Leppard – Pyromania (1983)
12. Aerosmith – Live Bootleg (1978)
13. SRV – Texas Flood (1983)
14. SRV – Couldn’t Stand the Weather (1984)
15. Queen – Queen (1973)
Kindly note the date range…1973 – 1988! Can it be that not ONE album, not a single artist has impacted me as much as the music of over TWO DECADES ago? Was the last time I was touched so deeply by a song really when I was 20 years old?
Now, I can think of a good couple of handfuls of albums that I listened to ad nauseum when I first got them: Tragic Kingdom by No Doubt, Ten Summoner’s Tales by Sting, even Flamenco a Go-Go by Steve Stevens. But none of them would make the list above.
What’s up with that?
The Rocky Horror Picture Show: I went.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Saturday evening Jet picked me up for dinner before we met up with some friends of hers to take in the RHPS. We went to some Thai place in a strip mall. The food was edible and quite unremarkable.
We made our way (quite early) to the theater, which had a bar. I wanted to say ‘thankfully’, but apart from giving us a place to kill time until the others arrived, it wasn’t all that important to me that there was booze available. The theater has a small display area in where one can see costumes and memorabilia from various films. I’m told that at one time they had, on loan, some of the costumes from Gone With the Wind. I’ve never read the book or seen the movie.
The experience…well, that was something like THIS. The film itself: it’s no secret that it’s a total piece of schlock. But that’s not the point, is it. (is it?) …and NO, I was not in costume (fancy dress?)
All in all, it wasn’t a horrible experience, and given the right circumstances I’d go again. At least I can say I went.
And just remember: it’s just a jump to the left…