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You are Woodstock!


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curses to my friend Shannon for leading me to this site. I don't even like Peanuts, but there I am...Woodstock. I've also been drinking Peppermint Patty hot cocoa recently. What. Is. WRONG. with me?

Snow!

Well, it hasn't here, but when I walked out of work this evening, there was a smell and a taste in the air that just screamed snow to me. I really must get up to the mountains this winter and have myself some, well, winter. I long to bundle up in 17 layers of clothing and don one of my numerous silly hats. I want to wear the fantastic scarf my mother knit for me. I want to wear my hiking boots again, and my thick wool socks. I want my cheeks to turn bright pink with the chill, my eyes to water and my nose to run. Yes. Honestly. I miss these things!

It's strange, the things you want when you can't have them.

Look!

At Roto-blog: More Vagueness. I love these photo-manips done my fellow blogger in Birmingham. Really really lovely stuff.

Lottery

The old fashioned kind, I'm referring to. Not the "I haven't got any money to spare, but I'll spend my last dollar on a ticket in hopes of winning eleventy billion" type.

I'm not sure I mentioned them before or not, but our last neighbours to the south were slightly...unsavoury. I think a lot of alchohol was imbibed at that house, and their dogs were the bane of the neighbourhood and the recipients of MUCH hate from Delilah (Bucket just didn't understand why he couldn't go play). They left piles of refuse in the lane between our houses, and parked their large "landscaping" trailer in front of our driveway.

Suddenly, after less than 2 months, they were gone. We noticed a discernable lack of snarling dogs and rubbish about a week ago. Then the "For Rent" sign went up. Again. This will be the fourth time we've had new neighbours in the last year. When I came home from work yesterday I noticed that the sign is gone. I'm hoping for cool hip people we can befriend and trust to watch the dogs when we're away. Possibly folks with whom we can have game nights with along with periodic dinners and co-opted Garage Sales. Russell suspects we will get more white trash.

I'll keep you posted.

Random Gripe

So I was over at the Marble Slab Creamery today, awaiting my Chocolate-Peanut Butter shake (it had been a VERY and even EXTRAORDINARILY stressfull day at work and I know I shouldn't self medicate with ice cream. I'm a bad girl. Spank me later.), and I popped into the ladies room.

They had one of those idiotic "paper saver" rigs--the kind that won't allow you to pull off more than 2 squares of toilet paper at a time. Who the hell can wipe their ass with 2 squares of toilet paper?

Woohoo and Thanks!

To Chris and NoviDavid for showing me the error of runon sentences. Or, at least, mashedtogetherwords. Apparently my recent rant about the lemming mentality of many Scottsdale shoppers is what got me into trouble with Blogger Formatting. It seems to be fixed now, and although the effect is not quite what I had hoped, what with splitting the lines and all, I think it still gets the message across.

I saw this book the other day, and I'm thinking it might be of use in jazzing up this little corner of the WWW a bit this book, but I think that this second publisher tends to be a bit more...techy. The first one I actually flipped through and it looks simple enough for me to make both heads and tails of.

Today is only a ramble. I was up late last night and I have the day off, so I'm just waking myself up and preparing to pay some bills and hit the grocery. Scintillating!

Oh, and David, the pics you linked in the most recent comment are amazing! I really love them. How did you achieve that affect? They look like abstract impressionist paintings--hard to believe such organic colours and motion came from photos. (Does that make sense at all, or am I still suffering from fuzzy morning brain?)

And Chris! How the heck are ye? I love that you had great info for me, but for Pete's Sake, stop by more often and say hello! :D

hmm...

Still this giant chasm of nothingness at the top of my blog and I do not know why.

On the other hand, Russell got a new bike yesterday and I'm beside myself with excitement and joy! We actually went for a ride this morning and it's a whole new world. It's SOOOO much nicer to have someone to ride with.
I have been trying to find a nice photo of it online, but haven't had much luck. It's a Giant Trance4--one of the original bikes I'd been interested in, but had discounted as just too expensive (wow, the English language is a funny funny thing). The shop where I got my bike was having a sale this weekend, however, so we went in to check it out, and there it was, on sale for the same amount I'd paid for mine--AND they were having an "Additional %15 Off" sale. Sheesh. Anyway, it's a sweet sweet bike. I have a riding partner!

hiccup

not sure why there is...or was...this gigantic emptyness of space above this morning's post. I'm hoping this blurb will jog things back into place.

Wherein the Show Goes On, Albeit at a slower Pace...

My blogging has adopted the same frenetic patterns followed by the shoppers in our store. Putz. Putz. Putz. Putz..
ohmygoshsomeoneelseisapproachingthecashregister...
I'dbettergetuptheretoo...

Like lemmings they swarm the registers, all at the same time. And when they are gone it's dead quiet for another 30 minutes or so until the next wave forms. I've never claimed to be consistent.

So anyway. Russell and I have been discussing holiday gift exchange ideas. Here are some things that I've decided I'd like to have:

The Garmin Forerunner 301. Just what I need, another pricey gadget to drive home the fact that I'm woefully out of shape...

A Black & Decker or perhaps a Craftsman cordless hedge trimmer. Corded electric would be okaaaayyyy, I guess, but I worry that I might get overzealous and cut the cord.

Of course we're both pretty excited about the XBox 360, although I honestly don't know when we'd have time to play, what with all the hedge trimming and being athletic--oh, and WoW and all...

And speaking of WoW, I think I owe some folks more photos. Coming soon...

Bonus

Blog link, because I love this woman.

I'm Famous! And I Won a Prize!

Scroll to the bottom of November 3rd's post. I am "K" and that story is true! I really *am* that big of a dork. Not that I needed to remind anyone or reinforce the idea. . .

I'm just bummed that I'm getting the bike bag and not the messenger bag. I'll have to come up with a really good story next week, I guess. :D

Anyway, check out some of his other posts while you're there. I've linked him before, but a great writer--especially a cyclist writer--can never be revisited too many times.

Additional Proof of Our Forays Into the Dork Forest

So upon entrance to Blizzcon, we were greeted by this site. A very handsome (I mean that in the loosest sense of the word) Dwarf Hunter and these fabulously cool banners.


Immediately behind the banners, and the incredibly long line to pick up the SchwagBag, were banks and banks of computers for folks to sample some new Expansion content. I'm throwing around loose terminology again, because we only got 30 minutes to play. If you chose to play a Blood Elf you could do two quests and were blocked from leaving the tiny island start area. If you chose to play a level 60 something-or-other you were limited to dueling in an enclosed area. They geared us out in amazing stuff, but I'm not so much into all that--I wanted to see some new areas. Blah.

Christian Finnegan, who entertained us at the closing night concert, expanded on the notion of certain females at the convention being "Blizzcon Hot" and having "+3 Cleavage" for the duration of the weekend. He pointed out that the girls in this photo were models, and urged the pimply-faced geek mob to "Try talking to them on Monday and see how far you get!" The Starcraft: Ghost chick was even hotter than these girls, but I neglected to get a photo. Her butt will forever be memorialised in Russell's memory, I'm sure (it *was* really nice, I must say...).

That's all for now. A note to my "regular" readers...this post and subsequent posts relating to WoW/Blizzcon are directed at my online friends--rest assured that they do indeed know what the hell I'm talking about! :D