I haven't watched in a very long time, but generally Ryan/Marissa turned me off of sex until I changed the channel. Sad because I thought it was fun first season. Then again, it was all about Sandy for me.

Gronk.

Had a shoot day yesterday in El Segundo. Today it's a shoot day, with a company move from the East side of Hollywood to Culver City.

Today is going to be a very long day.

Bah.

I stopped off at McDonnalds and picked up a Big Breakfast, then came in to work about 15 minutes late. Turns out a change I made to a stored proc last night had caused a program that supervisors use to approve employee timesheets to stop working for some supervisors. So I came in to panicky emails and mesages to call people and stuff. And my biggest concern was, "I gotta fix this before I eat my breakfast. Shit, my pancakes are gonna get cold!" I wanted to tell all the people who were complaining, "Have you ever eaten a cold McDonnalds pancake?"

Luckily, all I had to do (for now) was revert the stored proc....

Pancakes were still a little warm when I ate them....

just never bought it with Ryan and Marissa as much.

Me neither. I mean, if the writers want to retcon that, fine, whatever, but no, I never imagined their relationship involved much sex. Or much of anything beyond Tragic Yearning.

I also want teen soaps to stop it with the characters named Jess who need to die and yet for some reason keep coming back.

moving a little slow this morning, but I did sleep well once I actually got to sleep. The house is mostly clean and has spring flowers and that is a good thing going into the weekend.

Review of Squid Crackers: [link]

I had a need to test, and as the bag said, "If you think of test, please try squid cracker," so I complied. The initial odor is that of a 3-day-old fish market in a third world, or at least the section of the fish docks where the chum isn't even processed. Once you're over that, the rest of the chip isn't that bad. It comes looped together in deep-fried curls of 3 or more strands, which can only be assumed to be squid strands. The actual consistency is that of cheap styrofoam. And I mean cheap, as in not the high-quality foam used to protect electronic equipment; it's more the sytrofoam used to protect $2 Christmas ornaments. The actual taste is that of dead fish, not really squid as the bag promises. It's also not the taste of say, dead grilled salmon, more like the dead fish that didn't make it into shore via net, but rather was carried in by the tide. That's about it. It tastes like dead fishy styrofoam.

Huh, my ESPN bracket for the NCAA is in the top 1% of entries and all four of my final four teams are still alive. My odds of winning may well be in the 1 in 5000 range instead of the 1 in 5,000,000 range at the start. Not exactly holding my breath, but still kinda fun.

Sorry Duke fans. There's always next year. Yay LSU ! Whitefont for all of those people on time delay March Madness.

Yay Gud. Not easy to still be in it with the upsets so far.

So my check engine light came on while I was driving home from work last night. I'm just going to weep into my coffee mug now.