shadydave: (rock on)
So, if you are like me and totally fail at following current events, Pakistan is kind of underwater at this point and definitely needs everyone's help. You can text FLOOD to 27722 to donate $10; the Department of State's website has more info.

In much happier news, Elizabeth got married this weekend! Huzzah! Highlights include:

-- seeing Natasha before she flees to Tibet
-- being able to tell people we got kicked out of a club at the bachelorette partay
-- STEAMPUNK ANTLER EARRINGS (thanks, Katherine!)
-- contra dancing with Laura and unexpected Mike!
-- the wedding ceremony quietly being crashed by random Turkish tourists
-- Meera's bf deciding to tell everyone he was an Ultimate Fighter at the reception

Sadly, I was not able to go down to the 'Burg on Sunday and see more people :(

However, I did make it to the last concert of the Folk Fest, which was awesome! Even if I DID miss Vienna Teng on Friday, alas. I particularly liked Malinky, Rockin' Acoustic Circus, and Richard Thompson. I also picked up "Book of Sparrows" by Tracy Grammer, but I don't know if I like it yet -- it's very mellow.

And then I made banana bread yesterday. Mmmm, banana bread.

I like bananas! Bananas are good. )

In conclusion: I apparently missed the Back to School Meeting, which may or may not have been mandatory. Whoops? In my defense, I have received absolutely no information about it, aside from that the retirement plan rep would be appearing in the district at some point and other people were supposed to call him. I guess I am not included in the district's Psychic Information Network :(
shadydave: (rock on)


I cannot help but think that would have been AMAZING.
shadydave: (It stinks!)
"[John] Lennon, however, had been championing a Lord of the Rings project (he planned on playing Gollum with Paul McCartney as Frodo, George Harrison as Gandalf, and Ringo Starr as Frodo’s confidant Sam)." -- The Beatles Movies That Never Happened


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Arrgh, stupid eMac, Safari crashed and my entry didn't autosave.

Debbie left her computer on the same iTunes radio station as mine, but it's slightly out of sync. "We Will Rock You" sounds REALLY WEIRD with an echo.

I had to go to the dentist and get a temporary crown yesterday, which pretty much sucked out loud. Also, apparently my insurance company is denying that I have coverage, which is totally untrue because we put me back on in July. Why do my teeth hate me so?

In other news, yesterday the freshmen had some orientation activity cleverly called "Mission: Possible", which naturally entailed blasting the Mission: Impossible theme song through the intercom in the Main Office for 45 MINUTES. Being as yours truly was diligently registering students on her computer IN THE MAIN OFFICE, this created a certain degree of cognitive dissonance:

DAVE: ::assigns student new ID number::
DAVE: ::updates address field::
DAVE: ::enters PCC code::

I am somehow finding it difficult to imagine a situation where the ability to put a student in Starbase plays a critical role in industrial espionage or whatever. It does remind me of that xkcd comic, though.
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I have returned from the folk fest! Lots of awesome bands this year, including fellow West Chestrians Hoots and Hellmouth, Judy Collins and Janis Ian from the old folk vanguard, Great Big Sea, and of course Tempest, who have further choreographed their signature "stand in a line and take one step to the left" move to "stand in a line, take one step to the left, spin around, shake butt, face audience and resume wandering around stage". Also, the double-necked electric mandolin will never stop being amusing. Rock on, dudes. Got a bunch of new CDs too, including Dave Carter and Tracy Grammar's last release, which so far seems very mellow.

I may have also saved my cousin from the grip of bad literature, since after she mentioned that she liked the Twilight series a lot, I gave her my copy of Sunshine by Robin McKinley, which is far superior and contains 100% less sparkle and 100% more cinnamon buns. So everyone else should read it too, in case you feel the need to indulge in vicarious vampirism but aren't, you know, TOTALLY LAME.

Walking around on steep hills all weekend did nothing for my ankles, and my right one started hurting AGAIN. Alas. Also, my family has abandoned me to take Kurt to Cleveland while I must toil and drudge at work, although admittedly the alternative would be to also go to Cleveland, and I'm sure you can see the flaw in that plan. However, the fact remains that we don't really have any food in the house. Curses.

Because I clearly have not had enough unintentional entertainment in my life (or EPIC FAIL as the case may be), I started watching the BBC's Robin Hood solely on the premise that it looked amusing in its badness. It turns out that I was entirely correct, and Robin Hood is in fact hilarious, sometimes on purpose. It's pretty much The Mummy of television, to the point where I would not actually be surprised if an evil undead mummy turned up and started terrorizing Sherwood.


In conclusion: Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
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Put your playlist on shuffle and post a line or two from the first 25 (seriously, who has that much time on their hands?) 10 songs that come up. See if your friends can guess what they are. No Googling!

Look, a meme! Catch it before it gets away! )

In conclusion, I have... eclectic music tastes. To say the least.

This weekend was entertaining. Saturday I went from eating an enormous dinner, and an enormous cake, to partaying at Meg Feeney's house. There was a hot tub. It was awesome, if only because Katie Collins got totally bombed and said things previously filed on my list of "10 Things I'll Never Hear Katie Collins Say". It was nice to see the Villa gang, and amusing to see them drunk.

Then I got up early the next morning so I could go to NYC with the Kirstin, where we binged on Veronica Mars and wandered around Prospect Park instead of packing her stuff. Today, we finally packed up her DVDs and books (well, at least half of them, anyway) and got stuck in traffic. Also, she tried to abandon me at the Molly Pitcher rest area in New Jersey.

I updated my albums on Facebook, finally. You can look at pictures of Venice now! I spent a lot of time googling so I could figure out exactly what I took pictures of, since we didn't have a guidebook or map, and basically wandered around lost the entire first day, which, aside from water-taxi, is the main mode of transport in Venice.

Finally, I found Evil Pictograms! It only took, oh, 6 years to search the internet for them.

ETA: Answers for the meme! )
shadydave: (poisoning pigeons in the park)
In a tragic turn of events, my iPod seems to be terminally ill and rapidly declining. I blame Kurt. Not just because he is to blame for everything, but because his iPod recently exploded into a fiery ball of shrapnel visible from space, and my iPod was fine until I charged it on our computer this morning, which just so happened to be logged into his account, and which activated his iTunes. Coincidence? I think not.


I am also somewhat concerned that Kurt (Kurtis for short) is on his third episode of Hannah Montana and shows no signs of stopping. Why?
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Got my Celtic Narrative paper done in a decent amount of time, huzzah! I slept for almost 8 hours and everything. However, I did have to take my shower right before class, so I didn't brush my hair and just rolled it up in a clip. Now I am afraid to take it down.

In other news, I'm listening to all the Bob Dylan songs I stole from Kurt (Kurtis for short) over break. I keep laughing at his voice. Doesn't he know how hilarious he sounds? Also, what the HELL is up with The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest? It sounds like he just wrote down a lot of words that rhymed and then inserted other words in between it. And then wheezed it into a mike.

"I am a lonesome hobo". Heh.

In conclusion, I totally got a 28/30 on the Cognitive Psych paper I thought sucked out loud. WHOO. No more psych papers for me!

Off to work on my Generative Syntax problem set.


Nov. 15th, 2006 11:47 am
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As the boat began to rock
all the sin was washed away
100 years of real hard work
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Camelot in three words or less:
Proposition: Lancelot sucks.

Also signed up for Netflix. They are sending me bad King Arthur movies even as we speak. However, I will say it again: Camelot is awesome and everyone should watch it. I'll admit that I'm leaving my project kind of late, but hey, it could be worse. I mean, the paper's not even due until September, and I've started in JULY. I think that may be some kind of record for me.

In other productive news, I've decided to read honest-to-goodness LITERATURE. The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens. It's quite funny. I like Dickens, even though judging by the size of this monstrosity he was obviously trying to purchase some kind of yacht. It's a veritable celebration of getting paid by the word.

Also, I made lemonade yesterday. It was rather strong, so I guess I shouldn't use one lemon per glass. I like lemons. In retrospect, however, it seems that perhaps I shouldn't have stored the sugar syrup in an Aquafina bottle that is sitting next to other Aquafina bottles on a day where the heat index is somewhere around 115º. My mother certainly didn't think so. I assumed that people wouldn't drink a mysterious golden liquid without looking, but I was wrong.

On a completely unrelated note, I was listening to my iPod and noticed that if you switched the gender of the singer in "All Day and All of the Night," the song sounds ridiculously needy:

I'�m not content to be with you in the daytime
[...] I want to be with you all of the time
The only time I feel alright is by your side
[...] I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night


I believe that you and me last forever
Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never
The only time I feel alright is by your side
[...] I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night

Gloria Steinem would spit on any woman who sung this. Somehow, there is a double standard here.

Although the Kinks are still awesome.
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awwww. mr. manfre's small child is running around, asking people if he called them by accident. so cute.

yesterday was very exciting, as we went to the mann center with mrs. p to hear/see tchaikovsky and fireworks. sadly, though, the philadelphia orchestra's version of the 1812 overture loses for the synthesized chimes. and although normally i would say that the only way to make tchaikovsky better is to add heavy artillery in the percussion section, in this case, it was rather detrimental. it was, however, amusing:


bah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah, dah-dah ::BOOM::, bah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah, dah-dah ::BOOM::, ba dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaah ::BOOM::, bah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaah


bah dah dah dah dah ::BOOM:: dah dah dah, dah-dah, bah ::BOOM:: dah dah dah ::BOOM:: dah dah dah dah, dah-dah, ba dah dah dah dah ::BOOM:: dah dah dah dah dah dah ::BOOM:: daaaaah, bah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaah



the rest of the concert was good though. i never knew tchaikovsky wrote marche slave. i played that in grade school.

also, fireworks are preeeeeeeeetty.


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