We brought in the ficus tree because it's supposed to freeze sometime next week. I figured it would make a fine Christmas tree :-) First time I've ever had a Christmas tree in the bedroom....
December 2004 Archives
Thanks to TxB, two fun ways to waste time on the web:
The UltraInteractive Kungfu-Remixer (make your own kung fu video)
Levitated | Everything (lots of flash samples and experiments)
Keep surfin', TxB!!
This is just SO wrong. I never liked any pair of glasses enough to want them permanently attached, and then the whole piercing thing just gives me the willies anyhow. Ugh.
[Link from BoingBoing]
The Mrs. posits that [i]f you are adding more than a single clove of garlic in a recipe for 2-4, you're an addict. She goes on to suggest that garlic and chili-type spices are taste-deadeners. I suppose I can see that, knowing that people who like hot sauce tend to like it hotter and hotter as time goes by. And certainly you can get inured to salt to the point where you produce dishes that no-one else can eat. But I don't think I'll be signing up for her garlic-cure plan any time soon, no matter how it might benefit my taste buds--a month without the divine lily? Horrors....
When your hard drive goes KAKAKAKAKAKAKAK and spontaneously reboots, it's time for a trip to the pc doctor.
Even though I forgot (oops) to submit Missy Lorax this week, I must say that the Carnival at The People's Republic of Seabrook this week is stellar.
Thank you, Danny!!!
My friend Danny loaned me the Karaoke Revolution xbox game
with assurances that it was at least as hilarious as Dance Dance, and OMG was he right. Andy and Louise came over for a sumptuous venison dinner (thank you John for the M.E.A.T and Mr. Man for the chef-ing) and after a few bottles of wine we were ready to tackle the karaoke game. Mind you, none of us has ever done this before. And I don't know about the others, but I have severe reservations about my singing ability. (Thus the wine.) But we ponied up, went through the training, and jumped right in. What a LAUGH RIOT this game is!! I honestly can't remember the last time I laughed so hard. The highlights of the evening both came with the male renditions of Donna Summers' Hot Stuff. Holy cow. Let's just say I'm going to be hearing "Hot hot hot stuuuu-uuufff" about three octave lower than intended for days now, and with Andy's alternative (not-safe-for-anybody-anywhere) lyrics.
Lorax likes to go out on the back porch as often as possible, but she's fairly patient about it. She'll sit right here for ages, no doubt visualizing the door opening. Use the Force, Lorax....
I was vacuuming this evening and heard a huge thunderclap--rattled the windows and made me squeak--but didn't see any lightning. Then I saw on tv that a wax plant was on fire and people much farther away from it than we are also heard and felt it. Pretty weird to realize that's what the noise was, and find the information on tv and the internet so quickly. I guess that should be commonplace by now, but it's still surprising sometimes.
KTRU was playing some godawful cacophony of squeaking squalling and honking that the dj finally announced as "free jazz." Well, I want my money back. There has been a thread wandering around the blogosphere the last couple of days about some study that (to greatly oversimplify) determined that people don't like abstract art. They like pretty landscapes. I wonder if noise-music (I'm sure there is a proper term for it, but I'm not overly concerned) is the same way. People make it and SAY they like it, or understand it, or whatever-it-is you might do with it besides run screaming from the room, because they think it's Intelligent and Cutting-Edge and liking it Proves You're A Real Connoisseur of Grown-Up Music. But deep down, they'd rather be listening to something they can sing along with.
