Category: Everything Else

Fried Gold

Kid’s choice movie tonight and she picks Shaun of the Dead. I just have to tell her when the gross parts are about to happen. Right now they’re trying to get into the Winchester. “It’s a running Buffet – all you can eeeeeeeaaaaaattttt!!!”

Aaaannyway. GetIndyKnow is uber-cute this week so check it out. The little guy in the header belongs to the bloke who wrote the articles about the Running of the Wieners. He reminds me of our neighbor in England’s dachsund – er, the dog not the writer. Hamlet was always wandering up to the pub and getting in to beg for scraps while we were doing prep for the day and her owner, Sally always came through the door in a tizzy thinking the dog had run away for good. Always found it amusing the dog was named for a cigar brand and not the play.

Ohhhh it’s the Queen scene.

Hehe, hilarious. So the weekend… what’s happening. Experimenting a little more with podcasting. I promise not to speak too much on the next one. We’re going to be doing these for IndyKnow in a few weeks so I guess I’d better actually learn how to do them properly 🙂 The kid and I are going to watch Pride & Prejudice tomorrow. I introduced her to Sense & Sensibility the other night and she loved it so I figured we’d continue the Jane Austen theme. I know I know, bollocky love story crap but I never could resist a dripping wet Colin Firth.

Oh dear. Byebye David. Eeww.

Chick Magnet

I wish I would have had my camera with me today.

I caught on Blogger Buzz or blogs of note or something – can’t remember which – that someone used their blog to post a photo-a-day and I totally love that idea. Spend a year taking one photo from each day that you can have to look back on. I’m so going to copy that guy.

My thing was though, that I was going to wait and start doing it in the New Year because it made more sense to me to photochronicle 2006 instead of September 2005-September 2006, know what I mean? And then I thought I was being stupid about it. Who cares. just do it before you forget about it and lose the old enthusiasm for it.

Anyway so I’m having that debate with myself, and I’m driving home from work tonight and I get behind this guy in his beat-up Chevy mini truck and on the tailgate in bold, black letters it says, “Chick Magnet.”

I spent the rest of the drive wondering if he was being serious or self-deprecating because he drove such a shitty truck.

I should have snapped a pic.

Mi vida loca

It’s been an interesting week. Here’s why:

Work has, as usual, been crazybusy.
My Grandfather died.
I became the August employee of the Month.
My father was here for the funeral.
I’m spending my three-day weekend working on IndyKnow to get it ready for the launch next Friday.

It’s been interesting.

My Grandfather is someone I’ve never met though I’ve seen him several times in town. It’s a long story having to do with my reconnection with my biological father and his family that I’ve slowly been getting to meet and enjoy. Meeting Jo and Tom (Gary’s sister and her husband) and their fabulous kids has been a wonderful experience for Shannon and me. I’m soooo so glad to have them in our lives. So I keep asking myself what my problem was when it came to meeting my grandfather and his wife.

The answer is I haven’t a bloody clue. And when I got the news that he had passed away, I felt sad and sort of mad at myself for missing the chance – and for no real valid reason that I can pinpoint.

I struggled with whether we should go to the funeral because I really didn’t want the focus of the day to shift from him to us. But then I wanted to be supportive for Gary and Jo so we went. We planned to just let them know we were there and sit quietly in the back, then duck out before anything got awkward. It didn’t work out that way as we ended up being up front with the family – it’s a bit of a blur how that worked out. I’ve only ever been to two other funerals in my life so I’m not very familiar with funeral protocol and etiquette.

But the service was very nice. Afterwards we got to spend some time with Gary though I missed being able to say goodbye to Jo and Tom, Hannah and Gunter. Sorry about that guys.

Anyway so all of that was going on and meanwhile at work I found out that my loverly coworker Tonya had nominated me for employee of the month and it was quite a shock 🙂 But it was a nice shock and I really appreciated the proverbial pat on the back. And I felt all mushy and stuff even though Tonya’s a sneaky bitch 😀

And finally I’ve been working – ohhhh since the start of the 24 marathon at 1 this afternoon (it’s now almost 9pm) – on IndyKnow. We’re in the final week before the launch and my stomach’s in knots. So much to do and too much other stuff crowding my plate. Poor Shan’s not going to see much of me til we get through this.

But it’s coming along and we’re a hell of a lot further into it than we were a couple of months ago. I think it’s going to be cool.

Anyway, probably won’t blog for a while until I get past IndyKnow so umm, yeah 🙂

Ack. Daylight.

I woke up this morning feeling like I was hungover. Which was strange considering I haven’t had a sip of alcohol in… ummm.. I can’t even remember the last time I drank anything alcoholic.

Anyway so I woke up feeling like my head weighed a ton, it was throbbing and my nose was stuffed up. First thought was that I caught cold. I don’t know where I’m going with this so I’ll shut up by saying I needed caffeine and to just wake up a little more 🙂 I’m fine now. But man I hate waking up feeling like shite.

I found a new program I kind of dig: Most Haunted on the travel channel. Cheesy as hell but even watching it at 9am on a Saturday, I got a little creeped out. I love ghost stories and tales of haunted old homes. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the creep factor or the slightest possibility that cold spots or light anomolies might be the desperate imprints left by poor people wo wer brutally murdered and they want to rest in peace but can’t until their murder is solved.

I dunno. I just like it.

What else is up… I had my first year performance review yesterday. Went very well. I got so lucky to wind up with another boss who’s great after the ones I had at the hospital. I guess they think I’m doing all right and I can stick around 🙂 My job’s even shuffled a bit and I’m now a Web Editor which means I get to carry on working with the News guys and building on and improving theindependent.com. I’m really happy about that actually. I enjoy that a lot. It doesn’t mean I change much of what I was already doing. I’ll still be doing real estates, and auto photos and ad banners and commercial sites etc. It’s just the the boss is going to shuffle what I do and what the third person she needs to hire will do. The newbie will, depending on graphic/web experience also work on commercial sites and ad banners, aswell as work on the more complex coding that is way over my head.

Anyway I’m chuffed.

Ohhhh big news on the sister front btw – she and her boyfriend have decided to move in together. Oh my it’s serious 🙂 Congrats kiddo even though I know you never read this or blog in your own blog that I’ve set up for you (twice btw.) Yes I’m nagging you and congratulating you at the same time. Pretty slick eh?

And congrats also to a couple of TCZ knuckleheads who just got engaged last night. Fire (Adam) and Trinity (Christine) are going to get hitched. I head Adam was kind of shaky when he proposed. I would have paid good money to see him all shaky and nervous 🙂 Good luck kids.

It was all a hoax.

The “Piano Man” turned out to be a hoax worthy of Snopes. Fecking git. I’m so disappointed. not that I wanted the guy to be mentally ill and helpless – or maybe I did because that somehow akes the whole thing more interesting. Which is pretty pathetic of me. I should be glad he’s healthy. But damnit I was so intrigued. Now I feel used.

Anyway there aren’t many details, just that he decided to start talking last week and told the nurses her was a German and couldn’t really play the piano. he just drew that piano because it was the first thing that came to mind. There are reports that he had worked with the mentally ill in the past and emulated some of their symptoms in order to fool the doctors.

Now he’s been sent back to Germany where I expect he’ll have to you know, get a job and stuff.

Grrr.