Those people who have 50+-year old technology in their house with things like only 2-prong outlets, no dishwashers, and no air conditioning let them be immune from the power flickering on and off during their favorite TV show since the people with one fan, a computer, and a television are not part of the problem.
I live about half a mile from a fancy mall. Do you think they might object to me going down there with my laptop, finding one of the big chairs and just hanging out watching DVDs all day? If I was hungry I'd have my pick of nice places to eat.
Mother's Days suck. Last Mother's Day, my dad's mom fell and shattered her hip. She is now bound to a wheelchair.
This Mother's Day my mom's mom got very sick. She had some kind of a thing on her stomach which was causing some problems. And she was completely immobile, and she might have had a kidney issue.
This is bad. I am worried. I hope my Grandmother doesn't have a kidney issue. I hope she didn't have a stroke. I am worried. No really.
I already knew she was ill and immobile. My mom decided the best time to tell me about all this was as I was trying to gather myself for work. So naturally, my mind was in a couple of other places as well. When she said she might have had a stroke, this was not surprising based on the previous evidence of her immobility. And also being somewhat detached from the storm, and having my own life, these goings on are not as pervasive to me as they are to her. And I can still be a little in denial about them.
This evening I talked to my mom again, (it was not my idea). And she wants to start shit about why I'm not emotional enough or something. Why when I heard she might have had a stroke did I not say, "NO! No way! I don't believe it!! Omigawd!!!" I guess. Or why I wasn't bawling or on my knees praying or panicking. She has enough shit to deal with, and she wants to start petty shit with me. That's just great.
Why do I keep losing my 1GB sticks (which granted have gotten a lot cheaper) but the oldest sticks and smallest keep turning up in desks, under tables and other random places?
Just finished the animation on my second bouncing ball. This one hopefully will be technically better, but probably not as pretty...or long.
I'll write some other stuff later. I've been thinking about writing this for sometime. However, today, when I saw a woman, who has probably never worked around food, at In-N-Out for no apparent reason change her mind about wanting to eat the food she ordered I thought I should write this. Fortunately, since she did not take the food, they were able to resell it.
The cost of food is getting higher and higher. One thing one can do to "do their part" is don't return cold stuff.
What a lot of people don't realize is that while you can return dry, unopened, OK stuff and have it be put right back on the shelf with no issue the same is not true for cold food. The reason for this is once it leaves the store, we have no way of knowing if it was stored properly. So although you get your money back, that is a loss to the store, which means they have to raise prices, etc.
I don't want to imply this is the awesome cause or solution to the problem. However, it's a careless thing a lot of people do. So be careful when you shop; don't return a pizza because it was the "wrong" kind, and don't return a brick of cheese because "it turns out you didn't need it after all."
Just don't be careless when you shop. But if you are, try to live with your mistake.
Last night, my dad and I saw ZZ Top at the Dixon County Fair. The city town of Dixon clearly was unprepared for an event such as a famous band coming into their little cowtown. We took the recommended exit for the fairgrounds, and we found ourselves on a one lane road through the middle of Dixon. In over an hour we went less than one mile. It was a colossal clusterfuck. God forbid that quiet little town open up both lanes, or have cops directing traffic.
Inevitably, when we finally did get down to the fairgrounds, after much cussing, jokes about the town of Dixon, and how the two most popular activities after cow-milking were probably suicide and teen pregnancy, the tow itty bitty parking lots they had were closed. We were rerouted to the high school. Sitting for an hour could have easily been avoided by renting some of those electronic construction signs saying something like, "Lot Full. Use Next Exit."
We missed the entire opening act, and as we were walking through the parking lot, we heard the opening song Gimme All Your Lovin' and missed a few others.
Once we were in there and got past the carnie campers, and farm animals, we had really good seats. The venue is really small so it's hard to have bad seats. It was assigned seating, but at that point, the show well underway, we generally guessed where I seats might be.
It was a kick-ass show; no showboating, no gimmicks, just good hard, raw rock. It was just great. The played everything we wanted to hear, they had an encore. Yeah.
A guy at work said, "So were you like the youngest one there?" Surprisingly, this family, with a couple of blonde 10-12 year old girls were next to us and sometimes it seemed they were more into than me. And there was a little boy rocking out behind us.
And then we tooled around the fair. It was OK; typical Butler Amusement type stuff.
Although I'm not as mad as I was during that one hour that Dixon could be so stupid in its event planning, I'm still a little miffed. I want to write a letter. What is a good non-offensive synonym for clusterfuck?
My husband got a new job. He found the ad on CraigsList and was hired the same day. I hope it works out. It has something to do with Kirby Vacuum cleaners. It is a little suspicious that he was hired so quickly. On the surface, it sounds like a Cutco type gig where all you have to do to make upwards of $10,000 is buy a starter kit for mere $150. But this has steady hours, almost as much as our combined income last year. and benefits...eventually.
I hope this is for real. I really really hope this works out. It may be cynical, but I have learned that if it sounds to good to be true, it probably is.
In slightly better news, I am going to go see ZZ Top tomorrow night at the Dixon County Fair with my Dad. It sounds like fun.
I can't believe it's possible for more than one person to make $30k/yr.
I would like to write about how at the grocery store, I heard some kids talking about they made into their "Student Senate" and how they said, "Yes, we have a senate at our school, just like in Star Wars."
I might like to comment on how "Cinco de Mayo" should be changed to "Gringo de Mayo" since celebrating May 5th is like celebrating the Battle of the Trenton in some other country as "America Day." (Actually the reason they probably don't do that is because it's the day after Christmas).
I would also like to write about the lady who was complaining that the sale signs are written in "misleading" way; something like 4/$7 and how when she comes to the grocery store, she doesn't want to have to think about what that really means. Yes, one should not have to do math when they shop.
However, my husband quit his job. He got written up again for forgetting to check something. And rather than immediately finding a new and better job then quitting, he just quit in a huff.
That's awesome. I don't know where he's going to find another job that gives him about 40 hours and $9.50/hr. I've wondered where I could get a job like that myself when I quit in a huff after one too many times of watching Goldie get the better shift than me or seeing them hire outside the company for a better paying job like I have thought about doing so many times in the year-and-nine-months I've been there.
But no. Now I have to be stuck working at my shitty job with slightly-better-than-mini mum-wage pay, and all the other fun things about it I won't get into. But, because my husband's boss is a douchebag, now he's probably going to go back to making $8/hr at a job he doesn't like as much as this one (yes, he really likes his job; it's just his assholey boss) with no benefits, and I won't get to look for a more fulfilling/relevant/bette r paing job for myself because I have to keep my very lousy benefits now that I can't be added to his, and even if he was to find a new job tomorrow, i still couldn't probably get on his benefits for about 6 months when he finally gets them...again.
Something is very wrong with this health care system; that one is afraid to leave their subpar job because they might have a medical issue.
Where last month seemed to go really well, this one is off to a shitty start.
And there is a great opportunity online to show off Sven but I can't because I haven't had time to fix it yet.
And I really really want to paint, and was seriously going to tonight and get that black mark off my permanent record, then all this happened.
While riding to Disneyland, this song came up on the iPod. With Earth Day, and how once a year everyone comes out with a "green issue" encouraging everyone not to be less consumerist, just buy different stuff and it will solve everything, fresh on my mind, I thought someone should reclaim the song to be about the terminal planet. Yes. Someone with a video camera.
I remember first hearing this song in commercials for Clear Pepsi (do you remember Clear Pepsi? Me neither). Then I heard it out of the blue on the British Rock station I was listening to and attempted to download it. (I have since bought it and most of my other music legitimately).
I just read that George W. Bush used this song in his campaign in 2000. Eeewww! I guess Ted Nugent or ZZ Top didn't have any great campaign songs?
Speaking of ZZ Top, I'm going to see them on Friday!!
I want a video with a hundred thousand clicks instead of just 13! Maybe soon Sven will be good.
During my most recent quest for birth control, I allowed a doctor to molest me with some kind of a dildo with a camera on it. I don't remember if I was given choice in the matter. I do recall nobody explained to me, "This is going to cost you an extra hundred dollars."
I feel like I've been taken by a mechanic who you ask fix one thing, and he fixes the thing in question plus some other stuff you didn't ask for, then charges you for it.
The funny part is, I still don't have the fucking birth control prescription! He gave me 2 free samples of some stuff, and said, "Try this, and then come back (meaning another god knows how much) and then I will prescribe you some shit."
Disneyland was good. But as Garrison Keillor once said, "If you should ever find yourself to be too happy, be patient it will pass."
On Thursday, I called our property managers to have them take care of a drain that was only draining one leaky drop at a time. We were assured it would be taken care of on Friday before the weekend.
On Monday we left for Disneyland. Fearful that the plumber might finally come over in the 3 days we would be gone, discover our possibly-illegitimate hamster, my husband put her cage in the bedroom and covered it with a sweatshirt and a pillowcase.
On Wednesday morning I remember folding up the shirt I wore on Monday and I thought I put it in my suitcase, but it was not in there on Wednesday night. I also started to cough like my husband had been.
As I predicted, but it didn't occur to me at first, the hamster almost literally ate half of the pillowcase (which was part of a set, dammit), and chewed into parts of the sweatshirt. We expect her to start pooping doll clothes anytime now.
We arranged for the plumber to come on Thursday morning when someone would be here. When I came home tonight, feeling coldish, having no voice, and coughing, thanks to my husband, I noticed a bunch of black sediment in the sink, no more dripping, but the sink still won't drain. And the toilet is still wobbly.
Before we went to Disneyland, I had my Clear Channel interview. I unfortunately don't think it went very well.
We left about 11. We usually leave about 10. Leaving that extra hour later was enough to make us arrive two hours later. (Lousy LA).
We got there early enough to go Downtown Disney, do most of my shopping, have garlic knots at Napolini, and swam at our hotel.
The park was open on Tuesday, our one and only day from 10-8. Everyone said, "You're only going to all of Disneyland for one day?" and I was worried that we wouldn't have enough time in those short hours to do everything in both places I wanted.
As it turned out, not even the big E-Ticket rides ever had more than a 20 minute wait, and even with a FastPass during summer, I've never gotten on the Tower of Terror in Disneyland so quickly; by 5:00 we were doing our favorites again. At 7:30, we couldn't think of anything else we just had to do, so we waited in the 45 minute line for the new Submarine ride, which on a busy day can be 2 or 3 hours long.
Today we came home via 101, stopping in Solvang briefly (don't tell my mom!).
We had a lot of fun. It's good to get away to an enhanced reality once in awhile; it's expensive, but probably good. Tomorrow I return to my lousy job.
Today I worked the earliest possible shift, had a 5/3 split, and I found $10 in the parking lot. It was a mostly awesome day. Tomorrow I have my Clear Channel interview, and after that I will leave for Disneyland.
I hope I can do the grocery work and the radio work. I am too nice sometimes, especially in my thinking about work. My original work thinking was, "If I ask for anything special off, I am being an inconvenience to work." My new work thinking that I am trying to keep in mind is, "While there are certain obligations that go along with being employed somewhere, I am helping them. And I have got to do, what is best for me."
Working as a bagger in a grocery store for slightly more than the state's minimum wage watching a high school dropout make more than $200 a week more than me, is not what is best for me. Working for an radio company that exists all over the country may not be the best thing for me, but it is a much better thing.
And I worked out a major plot point in a feminist fairytale I've had in the back of my mind for sometime. This point will probably make it look more like a commentary on the music industry than a twist on fairy tales themselves.
I saw an article in the paper today (it was top fold news which says something else very telling about the nature of "news" and the gradual dumbing down of society). It's about how high school students are starting to let texting/IM phrases like LOL, OMG, G2G, or putting 2 or 4 when they mean "to" or "for." It has been predicted that e-mail and texting would make us lazier writers. At one point will it just be incorporated into our speech? I was taught in a formal English paper one shouldn't even use contractions let alone slang or smileys.
So the upcoming generation gets a little dumber. Idiocracy suggests that American English evolves into a blend of "redneck, ghetto, and valley girl" this list should include text slang. Although the film also suggests that it's because of dumb poor people that society gets to the point it does; maybe the Mike Judge didn't think poor people could afford cell phones/computers and therefore wouldn't be perpetuating this particular dumb language.
No, not really.
But I have been toying with the idea of making a wedding card with Jack and Sally (from Nightmare Before Christmas, just in case you didn't know). Jack already wears a tuxedo. But Sally's dress is not very fancy at all. However, I thought I would post my idea for what she might look like on her day for the entire tBlog community to pass honest judgment upon:
She won't be this stiff in the final. I just wanted to draw the dress.
In an interesting side note, i happened to be using a scholarship website in another window, and happened to glance over at the banner ad, which seemed to have something oddly familiar on it:
The top image was taken at Sunset Ranch in the MGM Studios in Disney World. That is the outfit the boys had got to wear. You'll notice you can't see the girl's adorable pastel rainbow costume in the background so well. They are at the Fruit Stand at Sunset Ranch where frozen lemonades are sold.
The other girls on the bottom are outdoor foods at MGM.
Just felt like sharing. If you want to get a better idea of what those costumes really looked like, click on the "My Walt Disney World College Program Website" on the side under the archives.
1. I attempted to fix Sven and correct the problem and maybe get it burned onto some DVDs and off to festivals before uploading it you YouTube. Long story short: The computer didn't want me to have an electronic video that works. There are two more things I will try, otherwise Sven might just never be good enough forever.
2. My in-laws were here from Thursday to this morning. Hence the light posting. We took drove them to the drive-in on Friday, San Francisco on Monday, and Santa Cruz and Capitola on Tuesday (Tuesdays in Santa Cruz are very very quiet. The most exciting thing that happened was we saw a hawk in a palm tree). They paid for everything by which I mean, drive-in tickets, pizzas, wine, snacks, gas toting around northern California, parking, expensive drinks, expensive ice cream, expensive seafood dinners. It made me feel a little guilty.
3. Another girl in the store got the bakery job. I am glad. First off, it was someone with more seniority who deserves more than me. If Goldie had gotten it I think I would just have to quit right then and there. Plus I know that something better is out there for me than a small promotion within a store I wanted to leave sometime between immediately and the next 5 months. Hopefully, this will mean the end of my 12/3/9 days.
I'm also not terribly bitter because I have an interview at Clear Channel Radio on Monday before I go to Disneyland.
I was attempting to look over my latest draft of Sven's Adventure and I realized somewhere in the process (and I think I know exactly where, damn slip editing) the sound got off by several seconds.
I have to be at work from 10-7 tomorrow. But I think I know where I will be from 8-9:20...
Hopefully, it will be a quick fix and I can also get it on to a DVD and get the animation sequences into another movie for YouTube.
Welp, I finished Sven's Adventure as good as it will ever possibly be. I am really happy I re-did it. I figured out how to make the random widescreening go away, the animation is smoother, cleaner, brighter, better. However, now I have to figure out how to use iDVD to burn it and ship it out to festivals.
No, you can't see Sven just yet. I need it to be rejected by festivals before uploading it to the Festivus for the Rest of Us (aka YouTube).
But I did upload my first, and really bad, hence why I didn't bother cleaning it up, claymation ball bounce. It's here, check it out. I will put a montage of my newly edited animations from Sven on there as soon as I can. And probably another ball bounce or 2.
Every time I have a day off, I swear that "Today might be the day that I finish editing all my animations and then can take it down to the editing thing and put it all together and let Sven's Adventure rest in peace so that I can buy a movie camera and do a movie trailer, a PSA, a documentary..."
Today might actually be that day...
I a trying to eet with a former teacher. And shtuff keeps coming up; she can't accommodate me, and I can't accommodate her because my lousy soul-crushing job doesn't believe in letting people know what their schedule is for the coming week more than three days in advance.
It's so frustrating. She's trying to do me a favor, and I can't help her to help me.
I also can't believe I am making plans for May already.
Apparently, it is perfectly acceptable to make a t-shirt ripping off an idea or quote from a movie without giving it a second thought.
Anyway, here are shirts I would like to see.
1. The People's Front of Judea
2. "I am a Golden God!"
3. "I am not the Messiah!"
4. Mount Rose American Teen Princess Contestant (Sponsored by Sarah Rose Cosmetics)
5. Communists are trying to steal my precious bodily fluids.
6. "Don't Fuck with the Jesus!"
7. "Hail Freedonia! Land of the Brave and Free!"
8. Blaine, Missouri: the Stool Capitol of the World
9. "I'd probably feel worse if I wasn't so heavily sedated."
10. #1 Proust Scholar in the Nation
11. Brawndo: The thirst mutilator. It's got what plants crave. It's got electrolytes.
12. If you want an easy job, work for the Red Cross.
Holy Grail is so popular it overshadows Life of Brian.
Most of the shirts out there are from the more recent movies like everything Judd Apatow seems to associate himself with. I think I would be most likely to buy 1, 4 and maybe 11.
In no particular order:
1. I am getting excited about Disneyland. But the great deals on eBay I found out are actually people renting out their annual pass. That wouldn't be so bad, if it didn't mean having to meet them before and after. They all have 100% feedback but I still don't trust it. Fortunately, there are some real tickets one can buy on eBay for a comparable price.
2. I am a little paranoid about getting off work for it; buy the tickets, then, "Oh, sorry! We don't want to give you 3 days off; we gave them to Goldie instead."
3. I took the CBEST this morning. I'm glad I didn't bust my ass over studying for it. Especially since nothing on the website I studied from was on it. The math part was really easy. Studying really hard for the GRE put me off from more studying.
4. We need to plan our trip to Kentucky.
5. I need to be off as early as possible next Sunday. We'll see if it happens.
6. I really really really need to finish Sven so that I can move the hell on to "movie trailers" PSAs, and Barely Legal documentaries (if they will let me).
7. I can't beleive it's 10:30 already.
8. I want to buy some microphones, and a video camera. I want a video camera like this:
but I think I can afford one like this:
"I've come to hate my own creation. Now I know how God feels."
--Homer Simpson