'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
le nubian, that's a fantastic salacious rumor.
ION, I just read this really moving NYT piece by a Pulitzer-winning journalist who's an undocumented immigrant: [link]
Man, I feel bad for him: good on him for taking a stand, but he's going to get hammered. And probably deported.
Shockingly enough, the (few) comments on the article so far are pretty generous.
I've posted this mostly because of its excellent critique of mainstream media's coverage of global warming.
It's still only Wednesday, right?
Why?
(other than the fact that if it weren't still Wednesday I would be really screwed in terms of my big project due on Thursday, rather than only a little bit screwed the way I am now)
It's still only Wednesday, right?
I think so.
For some reason, I'm just really tired and out of it today. But my boss is out of town, so I'm sorta... slacking... a little.
I am exhausted, freezing, and cramping, so I'm really not in the mood to work, either. I've got my polar fleece jacket all buttoned up to my neck, and when I don't need my hands on the keyboard, they're tucked into my pockets.
Emmett's coming to SF via BART/Muni today solo for the first time.
Which means if you could see all the Buffistas as little dots on a map, he would pass very close to shrift and megan walker around midday.
I often think of the little dots on a map visual, particularly after I've run into somebody unexpectedly on the street. And I think about all the times I was probably within half a block of somebody I know but didn't run into them because I missed the traffic light.
I am wasting more time by taking pictures of myself to use on online dating sites. I took two Apple laptops and placed them on either side of my four monitors on my work computer. Then I opened browser windows on all six screens and loaded full-screen videos of Nyan Cat. Then I sat down and let my camera (on timer) take pictures of me and the six Nyan cats.
What I really should have done was pose while eating a Pixie Stick or something....
Ai Weiwei has been released on bail.
It is Wednesday.
And it's lovely and cool with excellent cool breezes. A very nice change from yesterday. I believe I may actually do some knitting today.
Ai Weiwei is a lovely name.
Today with juvenile coworkers: one of my coworkers is retiring next week. My Nemesis has wasted no time in asserting that she's supposed to take over all of his projects, even though she never gets the projects she legitimately has done, and even though nobody has in fact given such direction.
I don't want his projects, but I sure as hell don't want her taking them over, either.