nog and pie
Eggnog and leftover pumpkin pie is what I had for dinner last night, being the bastion of exemplary diet that I am. They made a good second chair to the wasabi peas, which I also bought more of. I only mention my dinner on the off chance it should prove to be humorous when I eventually keel over dead. Oh and I needed a subject since I’ve now commited myself to updating my blog daily from here on until Jan 6th in something called the ‘Holiday Challenge®’, which Pooks has enlisted a few of us from TLD in. My whimiscal agreement, given little consideration, should promote all sorts of insight, as I’m also looking to get crazy on the rewrite of N&D during the Holidays, and my actually not-having-of an internet connection at home. So I’ll probably be doing a lot of parking lot blogging, which is how I hear the Dali Llama updates his blog.
Getting into this mess sidetracked me to Blogger.com to once again try and get it to pick up my RSS feed, which it still doesn’t do satisfactorily. LJ reads a feed, but it too falls short of my expectations. You would think I could post here and have all my blog accounts read the feed and present the content accordingly, but that’s expecting too much from teh interwebs I suppose.
Speaking of ‘teh Interwebs’- House last night! Homg! Sappy at the tail end and I’m still on the ‘Death to Stacy’ bus, (which is the orange line if you’re wondering), but best exchange evah:
Stacy: If Chase screwed up so badly, why didn’t you fire him?
House: He has great hair.
Stacy: What are you hiding?
House: I’m gay. Oh…that’s not what you meant. It does explain a lot though. No girlfriend, always with Wilson, obsession with sneakers…
… silly writers! Someone has definitely be checking out teh interweb House-boards. You blatantly mock the ‘Shippers at your own perile, but it can be surpassingly humorous. And again, again, again I say- Foreman is the man. Can’t wait to see what they have in store for that.Well since I’ve had to type this post twice because of evil evil timeouts, I will say goodbye and get back to work. On my script. Not my work-work, because it would make no sense for me to be doing work-work while at work.
it’s time again.
Thanksgiving. Not bad. Did the tree, lights, etcs. Time off was nice, and spent yesterday in DMV and Revenue lines to get my car all legal-fied again. The Inspection was out, since I had the windshield replaced, and the tags were expired so I had to pay the taxes before I got those fixed. Mundane buracraptastic, but I haven’t rid myself of the commute yet, so what to do?
Did Harry Potter last last weekend, which just a little hiccup, but it was cool to see Pom-Pom, disasters aside. Books are still the best, and the films haven’t yet excelled at the form of adaptation. Movie itself has the nagging trait of making me sort of angry everytime I think of it in detail, but on the whole, what was there wasn’t too bad. Except for Steve Kloves- I’m done with him.
Dear Santa,
Please stop Steve Kloves from getting work.
Thanks, Nicolle.
That said, I fear for books 5 & 6; and patiently await publication of book 7. God save JK Rowling.
Have become addicted to:
It’s like my new popcorn. Except that I don’t like popcorn, and generally most people don’t eat popcorn everyday. So maybe it’s more like a drug habit, especially since it can be sort of painful to munch on these delicious, delicious demon treats. God save the Japanese- they have the best snacks.
This new addiciton was brought about by Cory and Mary, who got me some earlier in the year, and which I ate just slightly past the expiration date. They were still tasty. So then, like any other junkie, I needed more, so Bart and I hit up the A&C Supermarket- which is the Asian Grocer. I’ve been wanting to go there anyway, because I’ve become enamored with the idea that Chinese buns are like manna from heaven and give you kung fu powers cause all the anime and action flicks have characters going crazy over the steamed buns. So we go to get my steamed buns and the wasabi peas and wander all around the strange and unusual severed fish-head section. I can smell it now, I don’t think I shall ever be able to forget it. That’s culture clash for you, although I can’t really think of any staple of the american diet that would smell bad to asians, where the fish reeks to me. Maybe garlic, to me it smell good, but maybe to my eastern friends it reeks. Who knows? But it’s all good, because now I have an unlimited source of wasabi peas and severed fish heads if the need arises. They also had eels, so if you need some, I got the hook-up.
My Xmas tree needs some candy canes and will then be ready for DOOM! Expect pictures at my leisure. And since it is holiday season, those who know me well should also be expecting this next bit- Once again, it is time for the most holy of holys- the eggnog! This year I will be taking a census of the amount of eggnog consumed; sort of like when you’re in college and you collect all your beer caps or bottles or whatever and make some sort of shrine to the debauchery and liver damage you’ve managed to accrue. Except this will have the added bonus of artery AND liver damage! God save the Eggnog!
And last but not least, Nickel and Dime is rounding out the first draft. I will reach ‘The End’ before the last minutes of November- clocking the first draft at roughly a year, which is kinda pathetic, to be perfectly honest. During my turkey-days-off I actually got about 50+ pages of work done, including some draft/revision on existing pages, but it’s right at 135 pages. A lot of the end is kinda fatty and needs some major trimming and revision, but I’m just happy to be at where I’m at. My head exploded somewhere back at page 43. Now to dig back in for revisions, and the Xmas break should help with that. Readers welcome.
Okay, done babbling now, need to go home for my wasabi pea fix. Or maybe some falafel, I could soooo do some falafel for dinner. House and NCIS tonight.
what every site needs
As I was pondering my website the other day it occured to me, that this website needs more cowbell. All websites in fact, need more cowbell. So I have now added it, so that you may enjoy cowbell on every section of the website.
Anyway, I’m taking a break from the politico blogging for a while cause all it really does it make me angry when I think about that junk, and well, I’d rather just as soon not be angry. So back to my usual commentary.
Made plans with Pom-Pom for seeing of the Harry Potter at Imax. This should be fun, because the Imax in Raleigh is like 50 feet from my apartment, and we’ll be hitting the pub a few blocks away before hand. The Guiness+the Imax movie will probably = the hallucinations, but what the hey? If anyone’s interested in going, we’ve got tickets for the Satuday Nov 19th 10:15PM show- the Friday is already sold out, so hey buy them soon, and ring me if you’re up for going to Tir Na Nog beforehand.
Max the Angry fish continues to crack me up. He’ll dance like a mad man for his food, and he always thinks he’s going to get fed. Crazy little fish.We’re coming up on 12 months of work on Nickel & Dime; and yes it hasn’t moved past 70% because all I seem to do is rearrange and rewrite scenes that I’ve had written for 6 months. Bad patterns and I haven’t been very diligent in getting out of them. It’s just that my amazing, hip, fast social life leaves little time for writing. So all you jerks that keep inviting me places, cut it out already. But really I need to buckle down. Page count is about 110 still with 30 to go I imagine, but I feel the need to get that 110 in the right order before I tackle the last pages. I know the ending, hell the whole idea started with the ending, but I think maybe I’m just caught up in building the support structure for the ending I want. So that’s what I’ve gotten bogged down in. Holidays creeping up fast, in a blink I’m going to be 27 years old. That’s a little freaky. Oh and I converted a few more disciples to the “Dead Like Me” fandom this weekend- all are welcome. Services are held Wednesdays at Der Waffle Haus, meter-maid hats are optional. The weekend was spent relaxing in Greenville, seeing victims of the ‘baby-madness’ and said babies, and chucking darts blindly over Cory’s patio wall. And some bowling. Darts are more fun than bowling- because it’s a whole stabbing/impalement vs. blunt force trauma thing. The stabbing is much more fun. Mistakes were made- Bleu cheese burgers at Ruby Tuesday’s suck. I don’t know where the bleu cheese there comes from but it’s rank- not in a good way. Second time I’ve made that mistake. Other mistakes were made, but negliable for report. Those responsible have been sacked.That’s enough ramblings for today, enjoy the cowbell, you loooove the cowbell, you neeed it! You’re life is meaningless without the cowbell…
presidential bloodhound gang
Okay, my site doesn’t get the hits for my hard standing political opinions, as most of them end up being rants about evil apocalyptic overloads, conspiracies and random movie quotes (because all arguments are best supplemented with random movie quotes).
But today I have something very seriously bad to talk about, cause I know the few meager pages views I do get, aren’t likely to be big on the international news scene. I picked up a link from Max Adams’ forum yesterday about an Italian produced documentary (http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2005/11/8/63218/8857) that examines allegations that the US has used napalm and white phosphorous in Fallujah. These are chemical weapons, if you’re not aware.
Here’s the original blog about the docu (http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2005/11/7/11819/9522)
December last year the US Goverment published this- Denial that US forces were using illegal chemical weapons in Iraq (http://usinfo.state.gov/media/Archive_Index/Illegal_Weapons_in_Fallujah.html). This article cites a lot of Islamic news sources, including Al Jazeera, that were accusing the US of using Napalm (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napalm), which has been banned for use against civilian populations by the UN in 1980 . But guess what, the US didn’t actually sign that agreement, so I guess it’s not technically illegal from the US point of view. So then denial rambles on in an argument of semantics about the fact napalm isn’t a gas, and therefore the allegations are false. Not because they haven’t used them, just because napalm isn’t technically a gas. Way to circumvent the actual issue, guys.
That same denial also mentions the use of White Phosphorous (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_phosphorus_incendiary) for ‘illumination’ purposes, apparently. Illumination purposes have the unfortunate side effects:
Burns to persons struck by particles of burning WP are usually much less extensive than napalm or metal incendiary burns, but are complicated by the toxicity of phosphorus, the release of phosphoric acid into the wounds, and the possibility of small particles continuing to smoulder for some time if undetected.
And the documentary shows photos of these victims. It has interviews with Soldiers who took part in the attacks. I mean concrete evidence here. If that’s not enough, my Mom informs me that my brother, who was in Iraq, has said they did use napalm and trained with phosphorous at the range. Training… for illumination. Because it takes a PhD to operate a flashlight.
The major thing that’s getting to me is that I woke up this morning expecting to hear the shit hit the fan. I expect my morning radio to at least mention this, but no US news sources have picked this up yet. You malignant media bastards. You know if I throw out the term ‘war crime’ I may completely Godwin my whole argument, but from my understanding of the definition, if it fits…
So yeah, I am being a little reactionary, I don’t know how to express the failure in patriotism and general faith in humanity that this administration has caused in me. A peace of mind I wasn’t even aware that I had until it was gone. Maybe I’m naive, maybe I’m over simplifying things a bit- but this country didn’t used to suck so fucking much. If this is the decline of Western Civilization, bring it on, we deserve it. We really do. At least we have hell to look forward to, and if we’re lucky it won’t hurt as much as the poor folks vaporized by the WP all for the sake of more Walmart’s and our SUVs.