Someone is walking down the alley, singing. And he's pretty good. I'm almost tempted to go out and applaud. But I won't.
'Jaynestown'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
OK, I've read the episode synopses on wikipedia, but watching Spooks gives me a heart attack even if I know how it ends.
I'm almost tempted to go out and applaud. But I won't.
Yell "FUCK YEAH BOSTON!" just to confuse him.
Hee. I'm trying to have hometown pride. Anyway, I'm going to (apparently) one of the best restaurants here on Thursday, so I'm excited about that.
El Vética: luchero meets typographer
"Typesetters do it with marginal justification." Snrk.
Hee.
Seriously, this show is giving me heartburn and RAGE. Possibly not the best thing to watch tonight. Coup d'etat of a democracy makes me craxy.
It's only Tuesday and this week has been frustrating, but a couple of hours ago I found out that I got a raise.
I need to buy a wedding present, and as part of the registry info, the bride and groom have a site where you can pay for parts of the honeymoon. This means I could Paypal them some money for the honeymoon, and what, just bring a card to the wedding itself? I'd feel weird not bringing anything.
Yay, Steph is validating my angst!
I no longer think I work for the most fucked-up journal.
I win! oh, wait...
This one journal is the only one we have that works this way. The rest are either normal, sane, published-first-in-print journals, or "preprints", or "rapid post" which is the same as your "Ahead of Print". This journal. INSANE. And the Society doesn't even understand how it works! Three times now I've had to carefully explain why I did something that didn't even make sense to them.
And I've reached a whole new level of gobsmacked. SRSLY.
I KNOW! I have tried to Speak Truth to Power, but Power is covering its ears and singing.
My boss even hinted that this would negatively impact my raise next year. (I don't care. What the hell is that supposed to accomplish, anyway? Retroactive competence?) I love my company, I do, but my department is kinda crazy. What would it be like to work for sane people? I have no idea. Are your people sane? What's it like?
El Vética
I have to have this. I won't even explain it to people; it's MY joke.
El Vética
That is awesome like a thing that is awesome.
Speaking of NOLA food, apparently the corporate culture at his new place is to go out as an office for 2 hour lunches- today they went to Dominica, one of John Besh's restaurants.
I wasn't feeling great, so I didn't get anything good today, just nibbled at some smoked chicken salad and fried chicken we had in the fridge. Yesterday I had a cochon de lait po'boy at Mahoney's which was a hot mess of awesome.