I'm amazed there was no discussion of the TOTAL CRACK-ADDLEDNESS of the Emmy show last night! Seriously, forget the awards -- what were the producers smoking????
1 - TV eyelines don't work in the round. Film school 101, people! 180-degree rule!
2 - Why the dropped sound & random cut to the giant disco ball o'TVs in the middle of Ray Romano's monologue? Since that technique was used (unsuccessfully) later in the broadcast to keep us from lip-reading celebrity swears, I can only assume he was telling a really filthy joke.
3 - Heigl. HA.
4 - No teleprompter for Ellen! Double HA!
5 - Hey, you forgot to award the guest star Emmys! Or did NPH and HP just get up there to announce the nominees?
6 - I went to bed not too long after that, but I'm sure there was a 6. And probably a 7,8,9, and 10 as well.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEE!
Lee, happy birthday. Oops. I missed the emmy's entirely. Links to pretty dresses please?
Happy Bday Lee and borg! Five frickin years!
Happy Birthday Lee!
Belated Happy Birthday, Nora!
I had a great time this weekend, with the Cooper-YoungStreet Festival taking up Saturday (I attended a Jump Back Jake concert, bought a silver ring to replace the one I just lost, ate yummy food) andrampant laziness taking up yesterday. But now, Iso don't wantto go back to work.
I need to delete 20,000 emails from a mailbox. Using an interface that only allows me to mark 500 at a time.
I woke up at 5:30.
Still had to bucket bathe. And I scalded two fingers pouring the kettle into the camp shower. And got shampoo in my eye and it still burns.
I get to spend the day sheparding a visitor.
I really just want to take a long, hot shower.
sarameg, would it be useful to try contacting IT? They may have admin tools that are much more comprehensive than are allowed to mere mortalsusers.
I'll probably do that, now that I've beaten back the tide enough that MY mailbox isn't being flooded with error messages (those I can delete easily!) They hate us having this mailbox, so every time we mention it, they try to get it killed.
Baby update!
Dylan enjoyed his first vacation quite a bit even though he did NOT enjoy the parts of the train ride where he was strapped into the Ergo carrier (which we have since started calling the Portable Baby Cage). Can't blame him, really -- I don't like wearing it while sitting down either, but as an adult I'm not allowed to express my discomfort by screaming and wailing. Life's unfair.
This morning, Dylan shared his first shriek (that noise that babies make when they've been babbling for a while and suddenly realise that they're the one making those sounds!!!), and also rolled over from his stomach to his back, AND is right this very minute experiencing the first day of transitioning into daycare with his Daddy. It's a big week in Babyland!