Oct

16

RT: 16 October 2007

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When not to say ‘yes’ to a Freecycle ad: The item being given away is listed as a heavy, bulky, cumbersome 32″ television with matching stand. We gave one away and the guy REALLY wanted it but his car was in the shop. Then his ‘Plan B’ transportation person failed and he didn’t show or call us.
The lesson: If one’s car is in the shop, do not say ‘yes’ to a Freecycle ad no matter how desperately you want the item. It’s annoying. The amusing thing was that the next guy who wanted the TV showed up in a compact car with his wife and three kids… and a boot full of stuff.
How he got the TV and stand in there borders on wizardry.

Our bathroom scale (is it scales?) died and I had to get a new one (ones?). It’s Weight Watchers brand and seems to measure everything but the portions on your plate before they do damage. Body fat, pounds, stones, or kilograms, BMI, body water… telling you, it is a fancy piece of kit. The best part? Apparently our old digital scale (dammit, is it scales or scale?) was weighing heavy. That’s right, I’m trusting the Weight Watchers scale and its five pounds of flattery. Neil weighs less too.
Now if I could just convince myself that I’ve gone and shrunk our clothes… ;)

How many combinations of bikini do you reckon I can get out of two bottoms and three tops? That’s, like, math and stuff. I’m curious, but not that curious.
End of season sales rock for getting cheap mix n’ match bathing suit parts.

I’ve already given Neil one of his Christmas presents.
I know, it’s only October. It’s his fault for saying he wanted it…

Went to bed far too late last night. Must now drink wine, read, and fall into bed.

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Oct

2

RT: 2 October 2007

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Stephen Fry has a blog. Make a coffee or tea, grab your reading glasses, and go to the toilet before you settle in… his entries are several thousand wonderful words each.
*His site was down this morning, but keep trying - it’s worth the wait.

We ordered a new MacBook Pro last night! My first new Mac in five years! Hooray! One Mac to rule them all! We’re trying to get the timing right so that the new baby can go on holiday with us. I hear there’s free wifi at the hotel in Malta, however the online activity will be nothing more than a few minutes of check-this-check-that kind of stuff. I really want the Mac on holiday for writing (working hard on a book right now) and a place to dump photos.
I’m really trying to hold back from doing the NEW TOY! NEW TOY! NEW TOY! dance until it’s in my hot little hands.

How poisonous is the non-stick surface of a baking sheet? I think I just ate some. Note to self: (and to the man that lives in this flat with me… ;) ) soaking a baking sheet in soapy water for several days seems to break down the coating. Funny how you just get used to seeing something and you pass right by it without recognising that you should probably finish the task. Thankfully, the new sheet cost was less than £4…
Now, the hospital treatment on the other hand…
(The fish fingers/sticks were worth a bit of poison, I’d say.)

What’s your first thought when you think of Recycled Toilet Paper? Yeah, mine too. Bought some though. You probably won’t see a product review here, so you’re safe from that.

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Sep

25

RT: Tuesday, 25 September 2007

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I was just flicking through some pages on flickr (an appropriate verb, eh) and realised that we—in a generation sense—are not passing shoe boxes of photos on to our children, grandchildren, or treasured friends. We’ve got flickr pages and iPhoto libraries, whereas our parents and parent’s parents had fewer but more precious photos of the lives they lived. The death of patina-tinted card stock prints in sepia or cracked silver tones is upon us. Even the rosy or golden-hued 110 film prints of my own youth are the last of their kind.

When we pass on our treasured memories, will they be merely emailed URLs from which our loved ones will download images, process in Photoshop to meet their desired output or decorating tastes, and then click away from in favour of some shopping at Amazon? When a URL expires, does the memory of us expire too? Will you un-Bookmark me when I’m gone?

With the cheap and ready convenience of digital cameras, have we so flooded our lives with computer images that no one will carry precious photos in lockets anymore or use quaint photo corners in black-paged albums. We have more photos but less to pass on. Should we start saving money so that designated individuals or companies can keep our websites up for perpetuity just as graves or monuments can be looked after through special financial arrangements?

Have we replaced wallet photos with mobile phone background images?

I think I’m feeling nostalgic and decidedly analogue this evening.

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Sep

11

RT: Tuesday 11 September 2007

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Why is it that Marilyn Monroe can have her eyes too far apart and she’s a sex symbol, but Britney Spears gets made fun for having wide-set peepers? I never noticed how far apart MM’s were until tonight. I’m not defending Brit-Brit, but it’s kind of a shame that she gets played up as some sort of inbred girl over it.
Of course, Britney doesn’t help her classy image with the whole Cheetos and cigarettes diet…

Oh, and while we’re on Britney: what was up with that career killer at the VMA’s this year? I only saw it on YouTube, but damn. I’d muster up some sympathy for her if she actually looked like she cared or was trying.

Hey new work experience boy: yes, I have tattoos peeking out of my t-shirt at work. That fact doesn’t give us some sort of instant history/coolness thang. Oh, and you’re overcompensating with an obnoxious level of confidence. Like, it bugs me when you ask what I’m doing, in a semi-superior way. Stop it or I’m going to kick you in the nuts before your time is up.
I feel better now.

Mexican food is always worth the gas it produces. Farts are funny.
(Don’t worry Alex, we don’t have to have Mexican on Friday. ;) )

The new Macbook Pro is getting closer to a reality. Must clean my files so that I can actually fit my shit onto a new machine.

Note to self: no more drinking with co-workers. Seriously. Oh my gawd, there’s photos?

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Aug

30

RT: Thursday 30 August 2007

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I have a co-worker who would say that the £3 in coins I found in the pocket of some freshly washed trousers was the work of God. I admit, I searched the pockets before I threw the clothes in the wash, but I’m pretty sure the appearance of money was not a miracle. Of course, send £4 more and I could maybe be convinced…

(Snagged from an instant message with a friend)

“ADD is a bitch… was unpacking the printer and decided the time was right to draft and send my first ever Amazon book review.”

The delivery I was on about in the last post was for a laser printer. It’s here and I’m still interrupting myself whilst setting it up. Damn! Focus. Focus. Focus…

Incidentally, I seem to have bought the wrong printer. * sigh * All that waiting for nothing. Time to flog it on eBay…

Wish I had some chocolate right now.

I don’t really enjoy listening to Amy Winehouse now that she’s probably going to OD or bleed to death sometime soon. She and her husband have been called a modern day Sid and Nancy. This can’t end well…

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Aug

25

RT: Saturday 25 August 2007

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RT = Random Thoughts

I figured since I’m probably not going to let this formula go, I should streamline the workflow instead of saying, “Random Thoughts”, “More Random Thoughts”, “Still More Random Thoughts”, “Attack of the Random Thoughts”, “Random Thoughts and the Artichokes of Doom”… You get the idea. This rather timeline ambiguous naming convention could go on and on. So, RT it is. You’ll thank me for it.

Why, oh why, did I buff and clear varnish my nails BEFORE cleaning the oven?

Why am I always so shit at drawing ink into a fountain pen? I should really get a handle on this.

Why must the crotch-rocket motorcycle dipshits several houses down test their vehicle alarm systems so regularly? Like several times per evening. And really, where do they keep going that they only stay for a few minutes before revving around the neighbourhood and arriving home again? Are they THAT forgetful or what? (I’m SO looking forward to one day being a very nosy, ‘you-kids-get-off-my-lawn’ shouting old lady.)

It’s been a day of questions. Now, I’m back out to the balcony to write some more. Twelve pages done already this evening - want to see how far I can push my attention span.

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Aug

23

Thursday’s Random Thoughts

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I should make a daily attempt at posting random thoughts here instead of so many on Twitter.

Is a person technically naked if he/she is wearing shoes? Footwear counts, doesn’t it? This thought was written before lunch with Barry.

I stopped a crime today. Wow - that was amazing. Makes me want a pair of six shooters on a belt and a deputy badge!

I often write out cards and never send them. The letters inside are out of date by the time I think to put stamps on the envelopes. Then I never post them. I really dislike when my brain decides a task is completed before it truly is. How do you say, “I wrote to you several times, but never sent the letters.” Even though it’s true, it sounds like an excuse.

Lots of girls (including several I know) want bigger boobs. I want more hair and am totally happy with my chest size as it is.

I think popcorn is a perfectly acceptable dinner. So are nachos.

I’m thinking about setting up a blog category for these posts.

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Aug

22

More Random Thoughts

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I was looking through a box of stuff for an old wireless trackball (current mouse is fooked) and found a pair of fuzzy black earmuffs. I nearly walked away a winner but thankfully snapped out of it and remembered why I was there.

You can stalk me on Twitter, btw.

I’m wearing red lipstick for no real reason. Two days in a row.

I want to cover Prince’s “Darling Nikki” even though I know it’s a hack song to cover. Anyone wanna play kazoo on it? I am two-thirds serious about this…

Is it safe to read Sylvia Plath in the kitchen? Probably…

It is possible to have a social life outside of Skype. I think… I’m trying it out anyway. Will report back on what ‘outdoors’ is like.

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