Normally, I hate most beer commercials, but I just saw the best Miller Lite commercial. Totally mocks the eHarmony commercials and does so, so convincingly, I totally bought it up until the end when the guy holds up the beer bottle.

I'm watching a silly Hallmark Channel movie and the tough-guy-with-a-heart-of-gold character has a tattoo of a bar code on the back of his neck. I've seen those a few times before. Does it signify something, or is it just something that's popular for no particular reason?

Health~ma for DH, Connie.

Hello, all. I slept all day today AGAIN but finally got some work done tonight. I have a lot more to do, but at least I'm not going into work completely unprepared, which was what I had begun to fear.

From a tatoo site:

The use of the barcode as a tattoo design is meant to be ironical, a warning that if we are not careful as a culture, we are all in danger of becoming products ourselves. A barcode tattoo is also a protest against a culture where it seems that everyone wears the same clothes, listens to the same music and uses the same products. A barcode tattoo is a statement against a culture of commodities and a celebration of diversity and the uniqueness of the individual.

healthma for Connie's DH and PixKristin too.

and for lots of other people that seem to be sick

Surgery~ma to Connie and health~ma to all Buffistas/Buffistas friends who need it.

~ma for Connie's DH.

Anti-virus(or whatever it is)~ma for Kristin.

I skimmed past the bug talk. Quickly.

Health~ma to Frankenbuddha's neighbour and Connie's DH.

We use Happy Lights! Our lightbox is a Lumie. I had the alarm clock, too, but it broke*. The lightbox is excellent. We try and use it in the mornings, which is supposed to help you stay awake longer in the dark evenings.

*Or, more accurately, I threw it across the room in a fit of temper. Do not try this at home.

Surgery~ma to Connie's DH and health~ma to Frankenbuddha's neightbor.

And anti-roach-and-wasp~ma to the rest of us (except those who enjoy watching yellow jackets do their thing). I've been without a go-to male for a quite a while, so I've managed to transform my deep, abiding wasp fear into deep, abiding hate, with bonus killing action. And I have three cans of wasp spray near the front door.

Happy birthday, Calli! I admire you for turning fear into hate with regards to wasps. I'd like to do that with spiders. As yet, it has not happened. Possibly because I almost always have a potential spider-rescuer on hand. If I ever live alone again, I'm getting a cat. One that's fond of hunting spiders.

I'm googling for a very tiny hamster ball - this is turning out to be quite hard to find. My dwarf hamster is doing a lot of refusing to come out of her little house. We've tried lots of things to coax her out, but I reckon she just needs regular exposure to the world and people. She's too tiny for the big hamster balls, though.