I know that the roomie and my favorite local political blogger have both linked to it, but I just wanted to add my snarky two cents’ worth to the Toy Story.
Check out this screenshot (warning, somewhat large image) from my visit to the article, and see if you can spot the delightfully ironic juxtaposition…
Now, I adore our front desk crew. They’re hardworking, patient, smart and funny ladies. Every now and then, though, they run into trouble with operating their computers…
*ring, ring*
“Yes?”
“My computer’s being funny.”
“Okay.”
“I can’t open email without it also opening MSN, and it won’t let me put in my password.”
“Right. Be right there.”
*walk to lobby, observe state of the desk in question, slide stack of books and paperwork three inches to the south*
“There you go.”
“Huh? What?”
“You had stuff sitting on your keyboard.”
*sounds of astonishment*
I love my job. I wish all of my support calls were so simple to resolve!
I’ve seen a couple of solar eclipses. My first was when I was pretty darned young. Until tonight, though, I’d not seen a lunar eclipse. Thanks to Mari and Doug (and especially Doug’s nifty homemade telescope) that’s been remedied.
I don’t know about “blood red moons,” but there is a definite reddish tinge to an eclipsed full moon. The really notable part isn’t the color, though. It’s the strange darkness of what is normally a bright white circle in the sky. You get used to full moons looking a certain way, and it’s rather sinister to see it so dim and rusty-red.
It was a nifty experience, indeed. So… I wonder when Mari will get around to posting those pictures she took? (I didn’t bother trying with my camera. My first attempt to snap a picture of a full moon back when I first got the thing resulted in a high resolution picture of almost nothing, punctuated by a little white dot. Bleh.)
Dawn just sent me this bit o’ linky fun, so go forth and read, especially (but not exclusively) if you like cats.
On Friday, the 18th of January, 2002 I made the first post on my new domain, greyduck.net. I’d had a journal elsewhere before, but it was shut down after about a year. (Some of its posts survive here, mostly in the Thoughts category.)
As I posted the meme entry just below, I realized with a bit of shock that it was post #999. Now, the Monaural Jerk system in its earlier incarnations had some strangeness in its numbering scheme (it had to do with how media review entries were filed, I believe) but still… I’m now at the four-digit level. I’ve made just about one thousand actual posts.
By the by: I’d like to thank Matt McGlynn for the MJ system and his patient assistance over the years making this thing work in the bodged-up fashion I have here. Also, as of this post, I’ve changed my webserver configuration so that the clunky “/journal.php/”-based URL scheme is gone, in favor of just “/journal/”. (The old links still work, mind you, thanks to a symlink I made for backward compatibility.) This configuration matches what I set up for Lil’, and what Matt uses on debris.com. It’s a good time to make a clean change, wouldn’t you say?
In a way, I didn’t actually believe I’d get this far when I started. I’m an infamous dilettante, after all. I get started on something, all full of excitement, and then I get bored and move on. But I’m still here. Maybe, just maybe, there’s hope for me yet. Now I just need to learn how to post interesting content, eh?
Here’s to the next thousand. May they not be another three years in the posting!
Thanks, Mari, for finding this one.
Name a CD you own that none of your friends own: The soundtrack to Until The End Of The World. And if one of them actually does have it and hasn’t owned up, I can top it with the soundtrack to When The Wind Blows. Or any number of obscure imported Pet Shop Boys singles, for that matter.
Name a book you own that none of your friends own: “Star Rigger’s Way,” by Jeffrey Carver. It’s a so-so bit of skiffy. (I didn’t promise you a good book…)
Name a movie you own on DVD/VHS/whatever that none of your friends own: “Dirty Pair: Project Eden,” an unsubtitled and undubbed videotape copy. I know someone else who has one, but they’re not counted as one of my friends. So there. (He’s a nice guy, we’re just not buddies, you know?)
Name a place that you have visited that none of your friends has: Lewis & Clark Caverns, in Montana. Hell, I bet there are several places along that road trip back in ‘83 that none of my friends has visited. Devil’s Tower, Wyoming, anyone?
Name something you’ve eaten that none of your friends has: Uh… my special pasta-and-cheese dish? *shrug* I’m not an adventuresome eater, folks.
Name something you’ve done that none of your friends has: Roadtripped from Tacoma to L.A. to attend back-to-back Genesis concerts, the first at the Tacoma Dome and the other at Dodger Stadium three days later. That, folks, was cool.
