Monthly Archives: June 2008

Move Your Dead Bones!

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I have a betta fish, his name is Herbert West 🙂

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Does he have a hypo of glowing green stuff in his bowl?

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I think he wants more things with him in his terrarium, so I will have to look into what I can get him. A glowing vial of green stuff would be a fun option.
Right now, he’s just “room mates” with a couple of carnivorous plants. 🙂

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I was going to whine because it’s not Jeffery Combs, but then they’ve got shots of him in there here and there.

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This was done for the movie – Beyond Reanimator – Which just makes it that more strange.
The dancing zombies really make it though

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Who wouldn’t love dancing Zombies?

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This is *so* getting blogged

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😛

I know that a lot of people have differing opinions . . .

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Of the Dallas Observer – But I try to read through it each week as you can learn things that may get glossed over other places.

This is one of them. We (the City of Dallas) need more pay equity for our sanitation workers.

One of the most disturbing aspects of the sanitation department is the pay disparity between the drivers and the guys working the back of the truck, says Hunt. This is because drivers are city employees, making between $11 and $18 per hour, and the garbage collectors are considered temporary workers, who are making minimum wage (which is about to jump to only $6.55 per hour next month). This is something I wrote about at length last year, when the city’s lowest part-time rate was $8.16 per hour. Raising their pay to this rate would have increased sanitation bills by a measly 17 cents per month, or $2.04 per year.[Emphasis mine – d]

Now I am sorry – $6.55 an hour to hang onto the back of a moving tuck for 14 hours in the Dallas heat and (potentially) rain, getting off every 30 or so feet and slinging heavy trash cans full of Light-knows-what (but you know it does not smell springtime fresh)? I don’t think you could convince me to want to do that for even boosting that to what the drivers are paid! I have to agree with one of the points the author makes:

This is something I wrote about at length last year, when the city’s lowest part-time rate was $8.16 per hour. Raising their pay to this rate would have increased sanitation bills by a measly 17 cents per month, or $2.04 per year.

You know – I would gladly pay an extra five to ten dollars a year more to make sure that these people are paid better and get good benefits. This is damn near criminal.

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Ooooooooh you've done it now!

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One thing about kobold – There are always consequences

Ah pretty

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Just wanted to share a shot of how pretty my commute gets in the mornings

This is where I wait for the Express to whisk me to work after riding the Blue Line downtown.

This has not been a good year for people I like

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Peace to you, George Carlin.

You gave me plenty to laugh about, and plenty to think about.

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All Right!

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The Texas Jewboy is taking about taking on Governor Goodhair in 2010!!!

Yeah it is immature and evil – but so what?

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Whenever I need a giggle – I just watch this superbowl ad.

I never get tired of watching Justin Timberlake get smacked around and whacked in the jimmies over and over.

So, I have seen the Firefox 3 Easter Egg

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And I have to wonder . . .

Cutting to preserve the mystery

Oh and for today

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And to prove that not everything I own is black, blue, grey, or green.

Three Cheers for Miskatonic U!

Go Pods!

*hangs his head in shame* Who would have guessed that I would be affected?

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This important test was brought to my attention by the wonderful trixtah, I am sad to say that I have self diagnosed myself as being affected by LA but do not worry, I am seeking help.

LITERATURE ABUSE: AMERICA’S HIDDEN PROBLEM
SELF-TEST FOR LITERATURE ABUSERS

How many of these apply to you?

1. I have read fiction when I was depressed, or to cheer myself up.
All the time.

2. I have gone on reading binges of an entire book or more in a day.
Frequently.

3. I read rapidly, often ‘gulping’ chapters.
Is there any other way?

4. I have sometimes read early in the morning or before work.
And before bed too.

5. I have hidden books in different places to sneak a chapter without being seen.
Please I am very much “out of the bookcase” with my addiction.

6. Sometimes I avoid friends or family obligations in order to read novels.
I was really bad about that as a kid when we moved all of the time – I don’t tune out friends now.

7. Sometimes I re-write film or television dialog as the characters speak.
Well, I try not to do so.

8. I am unable to enjoy myself with others unless there is a book nearby.
Not normally but if the person is another book worm . . .

9. At a party, I will often slip off unnoticed to read.
Amazingly I have never been guilty of this.

10. Reading has made me seek haunts and companions which I would otherwise avoid.
Yes, and it has made me seek out jobs I might have otherwise avoided.

11. I have neglected personal hygiene or household chores until I have finished a novel.
Household chores? What are those? *whisper* Oh!

12. I have spent money meant for necessities on books instead.
No, but it gets hard when a new book comes out.

13. I have attempted to check out more library books than permitted.
*sigh* Yes.

14. Most of my friends are heavy fiction readers.
Many but not all of them are. Amazingly I have very few friends who are not “readers” of some kind though.

15. I have sometimes passed out from a night of heavy reading.
That is the only way I can get to sleep.

16. I have suffered ‘blackouts’ or memory loss from a bout of reading.
No, but there aer somethings that when once read, can never be un-read.

17. I have wept, become angry or irrational because of something I read.
Guilty as charged.

18. I have sometimes wished I did not read so much.
No – in fact I would love to find a way to read faster and retain more!

19. Sometimes I think my reading is out of control.
What are you saying about my precious?

If you answered ‘yes’ to three or more of these questions, you may be a literature abuser. Affirmative responses to five or more indicates a serious problem.

Well, I only minored in English – and amazingly did not major or minor in Lit. But since both of my parents were/are voracious readers, I was pretty much doomed from the start.

Once a relatively rare disorder, Literature Abuse, or LA, has risen to new levels due to the accessibility of higher education and increased college enrolment since the end of the Second World War. The Number of literature abusers is currently at record levels.

SOCIAL COSTS OF LITERARY ABUSE
Abusers become withdrawn, uninterested in society or normal relationships. They fantasize, creating alternative worlds to occupy, to the neglect of friends and family. In severe cases they develop bad posture from reading in awkward positions or carrying heavy book bags. In the worst instances, they become cranky reference librarians in small towns. Excessive reading during pregnancy is perhaps the number one cause of moral deformity among the children of Librarians, English professors, Creative Writing teachers and Literacy and ESL tutors. Known as Fetal Fiction Syndrome, this disease also leaves its victims prone to a lifetime of nearsightedness, daydreaming and emotional instability.

HEREDITY
Recent Harvard studies have established that heredity plays a considerable role in determining whether a person will become an abuser of literature. Most abusers have at least one parent who abused literature, often beginning at an early age and progressing into adulthood. Many spouses of an abuser become abusers themselves.

OTHER PREDISPOSING FACTORS
Fathers or mothers who are English teachers, librarians, professors, or heavy fiction readers; parents who do not encourage children to play games, participate in healthy sports, or watch television in the evening.

PREVENTION
Pre-marital screening and counseling, referral to adoption agencies in order to break the chain of abuse. Librarians and English teachers in particular should seek partners active in other fields. Children should be encouraged to seek physical activity and to avoid isolation and morbid introspection.

DECLINE AND FALL: THE ENGLISH MAJOR
Within the sordid world of literature abuse, the lowest circle belongs to those sufferers who have thrown their lives and hopes away to study literature in our colleges. Parents should look for signs that their children are taking the wrong path–don’t expect your teenager to approach you and say, “I can’t stop reading Spenser.” By the time you visit his dorm room and find the secret stash of the Paris Review, it may already be too late. What to do if you suspect your child is becoming an English major:

1. Talk to your child in a loving way. Show your concern. Let her know you won’t abandon her–but that you aren’t spending a hundred grand to put her through Stanford so she can clerk at Waldenbooks, either. But remember that she may not be able to make a decision without help; perhaps she has just finished Madame Bovary and is dying of arsenic poisoning.

2. Face the issue: Tell her what you know, and how: “I found this book in your purse. How long has this been going on?” Ask the hard question—Who is this Count Vronsky?

3. Show her another way. Move the television set into her room. Introduce her to frat boys.

4. Do what you have to do. Tear up her library card. Make her stop signing her letters as ‘Emma.’ Force her to take a math class, or minor in Spanish. Transfer her to a Florida college.

You may be dealing with a life-threatening problem if one or more of the following applies:

* She can tell you how and when Thomas Chatterton died.
* She names one or more of her cats after a Romantic poet.
* Next to her bed is a picture of: Lord Byron, Virginia Woolf, Faulkner or any scene from the Lake District.

Most importantly, remember, you are not alone. To seek help for yourself or someone you love, contact the nearest chapter of the American Literature Abuse Society, or look under ALAS in your telephone directory.

So, the commute . . .

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Was fun.

(cue all of my friends getting ready to have me put away for patently going insane)

I got up at my regular time, got ready – made it a point to leave 15 minutes earlier than normal, and was at the White Rock Rail Station seven minutes after leaving the house. (Google Maps told me it would take me nine minutes, sorry guys – you were way off)

The train was pretty full – but not too full. Men were standing, but a lady got on at the same time I did and a man immediately got up and offered her his seat. I am pleased to say that there is still some good “Southern” breeding going on down here.

The Blue Line deposited me 12 minutes later in downtown Dallas at the Pearl Street Station – right next to the Sheraton (which is where A-Kon is held yearly).

There is some really cool art at the Pearl Street Station – I’ll bring my good camera with me tomorrow in hopes of some good weather for impromptu photography – for that matter, I’ll have to shoot some shots at the West Transfer Center too – DART has really worked to make sure that their facilities are not eyesores.

Yes, it was raining, and raining pretty hard, but I listen to the news and weather while getting ready in the morning and had my umbrella with me. A short one block walk to the West Transfer Center, and I was ready to catch the new Express that drops me off (almost non-stop) one block from my office.

While I was waiting on the Express, a young lady was also there trying to hide under a tree and shielding herself from the rain with her jacket. My upbringing kicked in immediately and I walked over and offered her the use of my umbrella. I think she was kind of shocked that someone would do that in this day and age, but heck, “snakes, snails, and puppy-dog tails” is a lot less water soluble than “sugar, spice, and everything nice”. We had a fun conversation – she had just moved to Dallas – and then the Express 202 arrived and we were off!

The rain had stopped by the time I got to Las Colinas, and so I enjoyed a nice (if a bit humid) one block walk to my office.

So, yes. I am going to continue doing this in the future. I figure this will likely save me about 300 or do dollars a month in gasoline, I will see more of the world, get some good exercise, and interact with real people.

Oh, and one more thing.

Happy Juneteenth!

Well, tomorrow will be a grand experiment.

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Because thanks to DART finally pulling their collective heads out of their collective arses, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. And guess what? It is an oncoming train!

DART is working on two new rail lines. The Green Line, which will extend from Fair Park all the way northwest to almost Lewisville, and the Orange Line, which will run from Cityplace (Downtown) all the way to DFW Airport – and gosh darn it, it will run parallel to 114 and there is a planned station close to or potentially at my office! See?

Up until now, I have not made you of DART because from where I live, I would have had an almost two hour commute in order to be at work, and that is just crazy talk when I can make that drive in 30 to 40 minutes most mornings.

Now DART has added a nonstop bus route that connects the Cityplace rail station to the north end of Irving and that bus will drop me off 1/2 block from my office building. And according to the route, the transit from the White Rock Rail Station to O’Connor and Las Colinas Blvd. is only 50 minutes. I am willing to give up that much extra travel time to save gas and cut down on air pollution. And once the Orange Line is up and running (projections are within the next two to three years) then I won’t even need the bus – just a short drive to the station, then take the Blue Line to Cityplace and take the Orange Line to Urban Center. Life is good and I am happy.

As you can guess, I am seriously chuffed about this because this is finally giving me the opportunity to “put my money where my mouth is” and utilize public transit for going to work. I’ll be able to relax, read, listen to music, and who knows? I might even become a more happy and kind person instead of being someone who gives Darth Vader the willies.

Who knows? I might even drag my cam with me tomorrow and record impressions for my own vanity posterity.

Shiny!

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Well, maxMIN has just finished the first edit video from Abmey Park’s performance at The Edison in Los Angeles.

And this just cements my desire to have them perform in Dallas at some point.

Because.

Well.

Wow.

(Trust me, you want to go the high rez route)

Probes are bad

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So, last night, I watched the pilot for the new series The Middleman, based on the comic of the same name.

I damn near laughed myself out of my chair.

And their PSAs that have been run, well view for yourself.

Well, I find it very amusing. But that could be because I am a sick puppy.

No reason, I just found it to be funny

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And now, I go home.

Innocent phrases that can be taken soooooooooooooooo wrong.

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The Movie – War

Starring Jason Statham and Jet Li

Opening Scene.

JS – *gets out a cigerette*

JL – *looks over – he has a toothpick in his mouth* “What is that?”

JS – “It’s nothing.”

JL – “Does Jenny know?”

JS – “I’m not in my house Tom.”

JL – “I won’t tell.”

JS – “I appreciate it.”

JL – *holds up packaged toothpick* “Try this.”

JS – *gives The Look*

JL – “Nicotine is not your problem, it is your oral fixation. You just need something else to suck on.”

JS – *ratchets up The Look to level 5*

And at that point, I am too busy laughing to pay any attention.

OK – this is both showing my age and my relative geek level

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But what goes through your mind if I say

Fineous Fingers

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