Things I ask myself while sitting at the computer: “Why am I only wearing one shoe, and how long have I been wearing it?”
Monthly Archives: January 2006
Reading the “customers suck” community is such a vicarious pleasure now that I no longer work retail. Time has blunted my outrage from the days of customer service, and so I only remember a coupla gems, like the woman who called the streetlight outage hotline (yes, I worked on a hotline where you reported streetlight […]
http://www.deviantart.com/view/27304494/ I don’t even begin to have a good explanation for this one.
I am in a good mood. There is no particular reason for me to feel this senseless, transparent cheer, mind you–not that there’s any reason to be UNhappy, either, but instead of idling in a sort of good-natured neutral, as I did yesterday, today I find myself absurdly cheerful. I waltzed with the cat. The […]
So many commas…commas everywhere…like the hoofprints of tiny commalopes…pounding on punctuated feet across my monitor, crushing everything in their path. They’ll find me splayed out across the chair, an expression of appropriately hackneyed stark terror ‘pon my face, with the Mark of the Commalope stamped into my forehead. If, through rapidly applied cardio-whatsit paddles, I […]
Today, we edit. The second chunk of edits for the first half of “Black Dogs” has landed in my lap, and now I get to go through and scrutinize the gap left by each removed comma. This is good and vital and required work, and needs to be done, and of course the editor can’t […]
It is the New Year, and we are all aglow with the infinite possibilities before us. O world! O wonderful glorious improbable world! Surely this accounts for why in a fit of stupid optimism, I have purchased yet another finch feeder. It does not claim to be squirrel proof, but at ten bucks, if it […]
Every year, as part of her stocking stuffer crusade (despite our lack of stockings) my mother gets me scented bath doohickeys–lavender, green tea, white ginger, body scrubs or washes or lotions or whatever. And this is fine, because I would not buy myself such arcane potions–I am a utilitarian showerer, I believe that you get […]
Heard a bird call at the lake, a really distinctive one. It sounded like a rather breathy flute or recorder note–not modulated, just one mid-range note–not a hoot, but a very pure tone, but with a breathiness at least at the beginning. It would call once, but it called fairly frequently for awhile. At one […]
Went birdwatching over at Lake Crabtree this morning. It seemed quiet today–saw a fair number of birds, but not the riotous sapsucker carnival or anything. Definitely worth it, though, as I saw six American coots in a tight little line, and got very close to a golden-crowned kinglet, who was bopping through the sedges like […]