I took Prof. B's first banking law class

I took that class last semester. I actually enjoyed it, but I don't think it's my strong point. She was always telling us that knowing a little of that stuff would help in the job search. It's good to know that is true.

I have a weird intolerance for some ingredient of pepperoni. Even in tiny bits on pizza it makes me queasy, and I've barfed up every slice I've ever eaten that had the full round slices. It's not the salt or mustard seed, and I don't think it can be the anise (absinthe doesn't affect my stomach, anyway), so maybe fennel? Though I have no guarrantee that chain pizza places actually use traditional ingredients....

Boss recently reformatted one of our work machines and put a new image on it. He fired off a process and went back to his desk. And then the machine began to speak. Loudly. A stilted, electronic chatter about the process it was now running, a process which often runs for hours.

My coworker and I turned as one and stared at the computer in horror. As he fled the office in a display of cowardice disguised as "going to the printer," I lunged for the keyboard, hovering over it like a vulture, awaiting a tiny five-second window between one process and the next, because killing the job would've been more trouble than a demonic voice from the pit of voles rattling the speaker.

My window finally appeared and I went for the control panel, and when I clicked on the alert volume, the sound of a chainsaw roared out of the speaker. It roared again when I shoved the main volume down as far as it would go.

Coworker poked his head in our office doorway. "Did you get it?"

Finally done speaking with Apple tech support in India, Boss wandered around the corner. "Oh, good. It's still going."

I glared. "The default settings have the talking alerts enabled."

Boss just grinned. "Oops?"

"Oops! I just decapitated you with a rusty metal ruler. Sorry!"

Shoulda left that thing playing, for another 2-3 minutes, after tying your boss down to a chair and duct-taping his mouth shut.

Wanring for people using ionic air filters:

A study in the May issue of Consumer Reports describes some of these devices as not just ineffective but capable of exposing people to ozone -- a gas that, in large enough quantities, can damage the lungs, irritate the respiratory system and aggravate asthma, according to the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA)

I pulled up that article over at the Chicago Tribune's website a few days ago, and on the bottom of the page was the standard box with links to a few sponsors in it. Sure enough, one of the sponsors was an air filter!!

shrift is an exorsist! cool.

Just watched VM. Good , damn Good. didn't expect the Logan kiss to be so hot. I love how confused they both are. I don't think Duncan did it- but I don't think he remembers either.

Oh, my G-d, Clutch Cargo is out on DVD!! For those benighted souls who have no clue who Clutch was, the reviewer sums up my television childhood very succinctly:

Anyone who grew up in Chicago during the '60s and '70s remembers the triumvirate of television goodness upon which all of our daily pre-school lives revolved. Ray Raynor offered up skits, crappy craft projects, and more Road Runner and Coyote cartoons than our sugar-frosted brain-cells could fathom. And if you were lucky enough to go home for lunch (some of us did attend schools right in our own neighborhood—what a concept), you could partake of a little Bozo's Circus, what with its several years in advance waiting list for tickets and its wealth of tiny tot treasures just waiting to be won in the Grand Prize Game. But perhaps no other show tapped into the surreal nature of local kid-vid better than Garfield Goose and Friends. Kind of a misshapen Kukla Fran and Ollie, Frazier Thomas held court (in full faux military regalia) with a gander who thought he was king of the United States (makes sense) and his semi-silent friend Rombert Rabbit. In between all the puppet pantomime, young minds were folded and fudged up by such strange animated far as The Funny Company or the live action Jurassic lark Journey to the Beginning of Time.

But none left the lasting cerebral stain that Clutch Cargo did.

There's a hilarious Clutch Cargo parody amongst the DVD extras for The Incredibles.

Clutch Cargo is out on DVD!!

I'm pretty sure that's a sign of the Apocalypse.

eta that, or it was Lidsville.