mac just started being a giant twit while we were out at one of the last sales we planned to hit, so I ordered him into the car and I hightailed it back home with the radio blasting on MY station and not a word to him. He has no idea how much we have all been accommodating him and curbing all of our own wishes, so he can just entertain himself a bit for the next few hours. I am going to get lunch and the rest of my work hours in and then we are running the errands I need to do. He can suck it up.
'Trash'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
erika, lots of ~ma for Betsy.
One of my old friends posted this on Facebook yesterday:
[Name] has a boyfriend who wonders whether it's really necessary to have one Pandora station entitled "Nick Cave radio" and another entitled "Leonard Cohen radio". Of course it's necessary!
I have an old school soul station that keeps drifting off towards giving me Jason Mraz or somesuch modern white boy I've never heard of. I thumbs-down, and we're back to Otis Redding.
Oh, yes, lots of ~ma for Betsy, erika.
Pandora rules! You gotta have a heavy hand with the thumb's down, though.
I finally had to destroy the Goo Goo Dolls because even though I don't particularly dislike them, I never actually want to listen to them.
I just have one station that has all my music on it, which confuses the crap out of Pandora, I'm sure. I've just gone from Kill Hannah to the Eames Era to Crystal Method to Coldplay to Tegan and Sara.
What are people doing this weekend?
Haircut today! (Work at home Fridays are amazingly useful.) Then going dancing tonight with the StuntHusband. Saturday is seeing my parents and running some errands with them, and then writing, writing, and more writing, with a break to take photos of the clothes for the closet culling sale.
Our alarm clock is set to KEXP. I frequently don't register it when it goes off. If I had my way, I'd have an iPod dock alarm clock, and it would play the MCR cover of "Astro Zombies" every morning. Pete does not agree with this plan.
Speaking of music, even Neil Young has gotten into the "Double Rainbow" act: [link]
What are people doing this weekend?
Tonight, opening night of Agnes the Barbarian. Tomorrow is quite busy. Have to stop by my comic book store for the sale, mail a Dexter bobblehead to a friend, get an oil change, go to an audition in Concord, and then off to the city for final Hephaestus rehearsal followed by the show. And then three potential post-show activities to choose from. Sunday, no plans as of yet.
I pretty much suspect that the only alarm that would actually work would be a Clocky. Or it could just end up dead in a distant corner of the room, with me curled up over its wee fragmented machine-body, still holding the sledgehammer, sound asleep and with no memory of ever having chased it down to destroy it.
Yes, I am confused by mornings and all that they contain.
Watermelons + 10,000 volts of electricity = awesome explosions
What happens when you pump a whopping 10,000 volts of juice into a helpless watermelon? Instant watermelon salad, that's what. You'll just need to gather up the pieces from the blast radius.
Is this a waste of both electricity and perfectly good watermelons? Maybe. But if it was done in the name of science, was it really a waste? What about if it was just done in the name of seeing fun explosions?