Ridiculous Thoughts

What a lovely period of time I’ve been having. I’m not going to spoil it by waiting for the proverbial hammer to fall. I’ve got my loverly new XM radio (Thanks Gary!) that I’m having a blast with, I made it to the top 2 in the office basketball pool thing and if Illinois wins tonight I get first place and a spot of cash. How nice 🙂 The majority of other employees aren’t too chuffed with me especially since I know jack about basketball and picked my bracket based on a very scientific method of ‘who won more games between the two teams playing?’ and ‘Ooo I’ve been to Illinois, I’ll pick them!’

I’ve heard a lot of grumbling in my direction today, hehe.

What else… well I’m still loving the RSS thingie and have sucked a couple other people into it. I designed a website for Matt the Cat that he seems to like very much. Learned how to do rollover images within an image while I was at it as well so, yay me. And I’m dead excited to learn I’ve only got 5 more car payments to go before it’s mine all mine. Woot!

And Ooo it’s 24 night, always a plus.

That’s about the extent of my excitement around here. Things have just been going nicely lately and I’m digging it the most. Seems odd to say that while the world is enduring the loss of Pope JP 2. I understand the grief and the ceremony and solemnity of it all is really interesting to watch. My small eulogy for the man is pretty mundane as I’m not Catholic and he wasn’t really an inluence on me, but it goes like this: I send my condolences out to Catholics who are mourning him. He stood by his principles and I respect him for that even though I didn’t agree with some of them. But I’ve never been vehemently opposed to him as some I’ve seen, but then as I said I’m not Catholic and therefore not under his large sphere of influence. I read a blog today that was , well it was pretty outspoken to put it mildly and I also can respect that some people hated the Pope. But it’s obvious he was well-loved probably moreso than he was hated, Sinead O’Connor aside, and did a lot of good in this world. A TCZ-er very nicely and simply said, Requiescat in pace, Karol Wojtyla. Ditto from me.

And there you have it, my bit about the Pope.

And now I’ll sign off with a few hilarious quotes from another person who passed away this week, Mitch Hedberg:

“I think foosball is a combination of soccer and shish-kabobs.”

“I would imagine if you could understand Morse Code, a tap dancer would drive you crazy. “

“I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, “You’re gonna have to move, you’re blocking a fire exit.” As though if there was a fire, I wasn’t gonna run. If you’re flammible and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit. “

Ok so I’m late coming to the RSS party. But now I’m into it and I LOVE it! I never quite understood the purpose of making a site into an rss feed and after a couple of failed attempts to get it working wihtint a Postnuke portal for the hospital, I gave up and dismissed it. Silly me. I just didn’t understand it.

I do now tho and all of my fave sites are now rss’d and rss-able. 24addict, this one, the TCZ blog are now syndicated. If you want to syndicate RT here, the link is: http://www.ukmelia.com/ridiculousthoughts/atom.xml.

Anyway I’d write more tonight, but I’ve a column to finish on the hawtness that is Ty Pennington. G’nighty!

I can’t believe David Duchovny’s blogging. Good for him! And audioblogging as well. What a treat and I don’t care who thinks he’s a dork. Don’t you hate it when you comment on something you find kind of cool like this and there is *always* someone who has to say something negative to bring you down? Why? Why can’t you just let people have their moment of ‘Ahhhh.’ Why must you insert your contrary opinion when it was completedly unasked for?

Annoying. Though I have to admit in all fairness that I’ve been guilty of it myself. But I think that the fact that I’m aware of this shows that I’ll stop myself from doing it in the future.

Anyway, I’m trying to get back into the habit of blogging frequently because, well I still want to write but I’ve been out of the mood. I’ve got my next column due on Thursday and I can’t decide whether to write about the ‘man on the street’s favourite show right now and comment on those or a gushy column about Ty Pennington – er I mean Extreme Home Makeover.

I was going to write about the travesty of America cannibalizing British television because we’re too braindead in the creativity department to come up with out own stuff, but Mike beat me to it already.

Ah well.

Terry Schiavo; the attention-seeking, messed up, twisted kid from Minnesota who did a Columbine without factoring in the country’s immunity to horrific acts of violence these days; little Jessica Lunsford snatched from her home by a sexual predator and killed in the worst possible way a child can be killed giving me nightmares for my own; a man unwilling to pay his debt to society so he figures he’ll just kill the judge in charge and anyone else who gets in his way…

Things are just scary weird lately and I’d rather stay in my house with my DVDs and protect my child from the dangers out there. What will I do when she’s ready to face the world on her own? How can I stop myself from worrying about her when she’s out of my sight? How can I protect her without overprotecting her? She looks so innocent and lovely sitting on the couch across the room playing silly games on the other computer. I have to preserve that somehow.

*sigh*

I totally meant to come blog about the mundane and all these worries just poured forth. Weird how that happens. Well the mundane is mundane anyway and not much changes in the daily life of Steph and Shan. I’m seriously considering moving house finally and getting out of this dinky apartment we’ve been in for 5 years. We’ve outgrown it possession-wise. Plus I think I’ll get busted for having the cat pretty soon and I want out of here before that happens. I’m coming into a bit of cash at some point that I’ll use to pay some movers because there’s no way in hell I’m moving all this crap. Nuh-uh. it’s going to be a bitch rehooking up the cable and the internet and the dvd players and TVs and the electricity and the address changes and phone numbers etc but in the ned, I hope we’ll have a better place to call home.

Anyway, I think we’re off to enjoy some more Alias on this fine Easter day. We should probably venture out and get some exercise though so perhaps we’ll go for a walk first.

I love blogging from anywhere in the house. What is it about mobility and portability that makes people happy? Freedom? The chance to do their thang wherever they want?

I think it’s the freedom.

Anyway I’m sitting in my chair in my room looking up pix for Matt the Cat and his soon-to-be-rawkin’ website and watching Extreme Home Makeover. This show makes me boo-hoo quite a lot but it’s a good feeling. Part of me wants my own house so watching this is hard because I know I’ll never get one, but I’m blown away by all the good stuff the crew does for these families. The houses they build are so amazing. Plus Ty Pennington’s hot.

I digress. Anyway, still coughing like mad. Feel better though and the energy’s coming back so *touch wood* I’m mending.

*sniffle* Ok they just revealed the house to the family and I need some kleenex. A little 8 year old girl’s wish was for the team to makeover the hospital where she spent so much time battling cancer. So Ty and team got a crew of Disney animators to help her makeover the hospital, while the makeover crew secretly demolished their home and built them a palatial spanish baronial slab of gorgeousity. Then the CEO of the builders in charge told the family they were taking care of the mortgage and I lost it.

Okay. Enough of that mushiness. It’s time to watch The Big Lebowski seeing as how Shane loaned it to me and I think he might like, want it back at some point 🙂

Night.

So I’ve had this cold for about a month now. When I start to feel better it comes back and kicks me in the chest. How annoying. I could deal with it if I could lock myself away in a private office and hack up my lungs but being in an open plan at work makes me constantly feel like I’m annoying everyone with the coughing. So I’ve tried to avoid coming to work as much as I can. Luckily I’ve got another lovely boss who would rather her employees restore their health.

Anyway that’s boring. So why haven’t I written in here for a while? I dunno. It comes in spurts. Sometimes I’m in heavy gung-ho blog mode, other times I could take it or leave it. Right now I’ve got a lot of other stuff going on so haven’t been thinking much about blogging.

Work keeps me busy, have discovered Sims 2 is pretty damn fun. Column writing, watching more TV in order to get ideas for column, flying visits from relatives, illnesses, blah blah blah, lots going on.

Anyway just checking in.

Nothing much of interest to talk about really. A small update on Kelly would be that she is now dating Matt the Cat 🙂 Isn’t that a lovely ending? They’ve been practically inseparable since she arrived and I think Kelly’s rather smitten 🙂 Awwwww.

My sixth column is out today. Wrote about nitpickers and people who always argue about your taste in TV. You hear that Corey? My column started off with you 😉

What else… had some illness in the family with the kidand catching the normal seasonal cold. She had it first and now it’s my turn. I seem to be fighting it pretty well with lots of drugs and it didn’t last long in the kid either so hopefully it won’t become long and drawn out.

Bad timing though as Biodad is in town for a bit. But who cares about the cold, it’s been really great to see him again. Wish we lived closer. Also wish circumstances were a little better for his visit. His father’s gravely ill with cancer and it’s been said that he doesn’t have much time left. He’s 81. I think I need to get over my fear of meeting him because I’d kind of like to know him a little. I did get to meet Gary’s sister, Jo, from Lincoln and she’s really great – seems like a lot of fun. We’re going to meet them and her kids (grownup kids I should say) for coffee this afternoon. Well, coffe for them, something cold for me to keep me from coughing.

Anyway that’s about all the excitement around here.