Icicle Pansy

Not How I Planned to Spend Saturday

The patient is now home in her basket, vigorously washing where Those People touched her.

Today Smelled Like Fall

Sleepy

Only 9 o'clock and I'm ready for bed.

Bonus Full Moon Post

Denied

I did not get the job. This is approximately how I feel:

White Wood Aster

Why I Should Not Go to the Grocery Store When Tired/Hungry/Lonely

I bought a bouquet and a pumpkin cake with an inch of cream-cheese frosting on it for dinner.

Godcast

I think it's hilarious that God wears a wedding ring.

Update on Helvetica: I pre-ordered the DVD tonight - should arrive first week of November. D - movie night at your place?

Sylvie in the Sunshine

Picnic

Welcome to Café Exsanguination, where the Heinz ketchup flows freely, the high fructose corn syrup is fresh, and the mosquitoes are as well fed as our guests.

D'You Think I Could Get Someone to Mow my Lawn This Weekend?

Please? The push mower doesn't cut the tall weeds, the rip cord on the gas mower is evidently longer than my arms, and I don't have a boyfriend to do it anymore.

Also: WANT

What I'm Not Doing Tonight

Tonight I am not going to the showing of Helvetica at U-M, though I wrote it in my calendar and had planned to attend. I am simply too wiped out after the past two days (today alone delivered 10 hours at the office, with staff meetings and too much cake and brownies and sugary punch and massive internal organizational upheaval) and really just want to lie down with cucumbers on my eyelids. So I think I shall. With a fan pointed at me. Why did it get so $*%&(@ hot again?

Where I Spent My Day

Apart from a brief foray to (one) class and into the grocery store, I have been at the desk most of the day.

1. iTunes Internet radio to keep me awake
2. flickr for uploading this picture
3. Yahoo! Messenger for maintaining pretense of human contact
4. Meowy one for company
5. My Pantone colors. Let me show you them.
6. Three-buck Chuck (corked)
7. Pencils for sketching concept for possible new client
8. New journal for recording minutia
9. Syllabus for dreaded Flash class (skipped today)
10. Mouse for sale/barter

Removing Every Mentioning of My Name From Every Public Web Page

I came across a new people-search engine, called Pipl. It claims "deep search robots" scour the Web sucking up facts like a plecostomus in an aquarium. But I was baffled by the misinformation attached to my name.

From the site:
The information in my profile is wrong - can I fix it?
At this point, there is no way to correct your information but you can request to remove your profile completely.

How can I remove my profile?
If you would like to remove your profile, please send the link to your profile to: removepipl.com.

So I requested last Monday to have my profile removed, and today received this reply:



I just want to smack whatever little shit wrote that e-mail. I found the source of the misinformation on me and it comes from the profile of a plush toy doll.

Grr. Dumbasses. Maybe next time the Pipl pleco sucks up Internet algae they'll stick it on some distant cousin.

On Alert

Squirrels are starting to challenge the blue jays for a share of the peanuts I've been putting out.

Oktoberfest

Oktoberfest Lager from Leinenkugel's. A sweetish, malty, fizzy brew, admittedly not as delicious as the Sunset Wheat, but pours a lovely amber color and good enough to numb the pain inflicted by sportscasters who refuse to SHUT UP about Notre Dame.

Paul Maguire: They had a good drive there for one down!
Me: *throws yarn ball at t.v.*

And a frost advisory tonight...yessssss!

Butter 'n' Eggs

A milder post for those unused to my sheer chiffon robe and maribou-fringed leopard print high heels.

In Which the Photo has no Relevance to the Post

There is an older man who works as a groundskeeper on the community college campus. While he blows leaves off the sidewalk or empties the outside trash barrels, he keeps up a steady stream of enthusiastic shouting about how fine the day is and how God loves us all. He'll holler that he loves you if you smile at him.

"Hi y'all! It's a blessed day y'all! That's right! That's right!" he yelled in his usual vein today. "God, I love y'all! God loves y'all!" Then he got a little quieter: "And you know you gotsta be careful if someone says they love you." He bit his lip for a contemplative moment. A few students giggled. "That's true," I said.

"That's right! That's right!" he resumed. "It's a beautiful day, y'all!"

Bored

What shall I read?

Lounge

Short Stack

The charger hath restoreth my batteries.

Technical Difficulties

Please stand by.

Found a Peanut, Found a Peanut

Last night the pub was full of Ducks. I think a whole 737 of them flew in from Oregon.

Thursday Cat Blogging

I Wanna Drive the Zamboni

If you don't know the silly song: here.

Sunlight-Shafted Flicker Feathers

Green on Green

The hummingbird was moving so fast the camera couldn't get a bead on her. This is the only shot I could get of her, and she looks like a shadow made by the plant.

Note to D: LuLu's closed!

Matching Martini

Out of sheer laziness I purchased a cheap bottle of pre-made cosmopolitans. The vodka is so rough I had to add grapefruit juice and ice to make it more palatable. Remember kids, you get what you pay for!

Home Opener

I'm far away enough to avoid the traffic; close enough to hear the booing.



Way to go, Big Ten Title favorites. You're gonna be as attractive to the pollsters as this disgustingly headless squirrel I stepped over on the sidewalk on Pauline.