Friday Fishwrap

That can't be right...

Someone at IKEA might be ÜNWØRKEN after this unfortunate naming MISTÄKT. (wipe clean with a damp cloth)

Pin-up Solitaire

Elliott Smith bootleg.

Speaking of bootlegs..."Why pay for shitty quality live bootleg recordings when you can download them for free?" Indeed.

Kitchen Cocktails - when it's 3AM and all you have is a bottle of cheap vodka. My favorite has to be the White Trash Russian.

Scary Stuff

"Same-Sex Unions: Truth and Consequences"

This "movie" is the most vile, reprehensible piece of shit propaganda that I've ever seen. I can honestly say, I don't think that I have ever been more offended in my entire life.

If you are gay - watch the video. All 8 minutes of it. If you're not gay -watch the video. All 8 minutes of it. I can only hope that it will open some eyes. And not in the direction its makers intend.

These are the kind of people who frighten the bejessus out of me folks. Watch and learn.

According to the missus, it's being shown in Catholic churches throughout MA. As if these people don't have their own issues.

News Flash

The House Blog has been updated - finally!

Weekend Report:

Friday Night Report:
Went over to Itchyrae's and MJS's for a couple drinks, and to catch up. I hadn't seen them in a few weeks and it was great to just hang out.

Saturday Night Report:
Sick kitty supervision, then our next door neighbor had us over for a few beers. Quiet night.

All this low-key stuff was great, but there was also a huge dyke party going on in town and I wanted to play!

I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing that I didn't really notice until this weekend that other than my wife, I have absolutely no local lesbian friends. None. Nada. Some have moved away (J&L). Others have drifted off never to be heard from again (V&D), and some even though they "live" here, are just never in town long enough to really be considered local (S&W). All of my good friends are guys. Every single one. Okay, well there's my FedEx babe, but besides flirting at the door, we're not really that close...

There's been a lot of talk recently about how Palm Springs has the highest percentage of same sex households - more than SF, more than WeHo. But they're ALL GUYS! You can't throw a stick in this town without hitting a gay guy! But the dykes? Hello... hello... hello... It's like a ghost town.

Not this weekend of course. This weekend was Dinah Shore Lesbian Extravaganza. In years past, I have always had a posse of my SF gal pals to go prowling around the parties with... but this year no one I know made the trek to PS.

So yesterday I sucked it up and headed over to the Wyndham pool party by myself determined to have the same fun of years past but not look like a loser idiot without any friends.

Guess what? It worked! Not only did I have a great time lounging in the sun, but I met some fun party babes to hang and cruise with, ran into a couple of girls that got me drunk and took advantage of me last fall, found a couple of my male lesbian friends (yes, they let boys in), took in some of the entertainment and all in all had an awesome time - without looking like an idiot!

Well, except for that whole Jello shot incident...

Sigh...

No Dinah Shore pool party fun for me today.

Mellow (who's technically not our cat, he's a dumped stray who eats and sleeps here on a regular basis) is undergoing unexpected surgery today. The bugger showed up this morning dripping blood all over our floor. The nerve of him. He'll be fine, it's just a very nasty wound on his right arm. Our vet took one look at it and sighed "surgical". Mellow finally figured out a way to cross over into the "medically responsible for" category.

$350, 2 weeks in an elizabethan collar and a drain. Oh happy day.

I'm telling ya, the stars are stacked against me this weekend.

We have to find this guy a permanent home where he won't be constantly fighting off feral cats. Poor guy. He's such a lover, but alas - this is not the ideal environment for him.

I am Cheddar Cheese

TGImp3F

Hey! It's Friday! And it's been awhile since I posted any tunage. How low can you go? Mmm Hmm - This song is damn sexy.

Guero Canelo (Cinnamon Blonde) - Calexico

Thelma Update:

ed. note: blah blah blah boring car stuff - except to keith

I dropped in again today at my mechanic's shop. My main man wasn't there, but Renaldo (#2 guy) was and he told me that unfortunately, the carburetor did not arrive from CarQuest as expected. After a slightly heated exchange regarding what I was told yesterday, a few things came to light...

1) They received the wrong carb... twice. The third and hopefully final rebuilt carb will arrive on Tuesday. CarQuest fucked up not my guys, supposedly, we'll see.

2) Renaldo accidently let it slip that the keys were STOLEN, not lost - big difference guys. After inspecting the contents of the vehicle, nothing appeared to be missing - except the carb, Ha!

3) And most importantly, I WILL be adequately compensated for my patience... Damn right I will.

I really don't have a lot of choice in the matter. The car is sitting there without a carburetor, so obviously she's not going anywhere. I could tow it to another shop or back to the house and do it myself, but at this point, we just need a damn carb - and I'm thinking it will happen sooner with these guys.

I do honestly believe them, except for the stolen vs. lost keys part - that really pisses me off. And I let them know that in no uncertain terms.

Of course this all means that I am going to have to find a way to be suave in the old Jeep as opposed to a '68 lime green convertible, but suave is as suave does... I'll make it work. I'm guessing I'll have to leave the cowboy hat at home though...

Here's a tip...

Never let a drunk woman cut your hair - unless of course you want to look like a 12 year old mormon boy.

In all fairness to her, she did a pretty decent job - if this had actually been the cut I requested - which it isn't.

In all fairness to ME, I didn't realize she was drunk until about 5 minutes into the cut which is a pretty lousy time to get up and walk out of the salon.

See, my usual place was closed "due to flooding" which still confuses me. I was unaware of any precipitation of late, but then I guess a pipe could have burst or something. I love this place. The Hair Nazi, as I like to call him, requires you to arrive with freshly washed hair and no product. He inspects your scalp and either gives you the okay or throws you out and tells you to come back after you've showered.

If you are clean enough for a cut, be prepared for the 1/2 hour lecture on how to properly DRY your hair. "PAT, I've told you to PAT your hair. Don't RUB! It makes the base of the hair shaft curl thus causing blah blah blah" On and on about the rubbing... I usually tune out at this point... But the guy is good!

So anyway, the nazi being closed, I ended up at a place a friend had recommended (thanks John!)

I give this woman explicit instructions on how I want my hair cut, right down to the gauge of clipper on what part of my head.. "Like a Ceaser you mean?"

"No, like a hand taper, but I don't want to see scalp"

"A what?"

This should have been my first clue... But I thought I would just walk her through it.

After about 5 minutes in this lady's chair, I smell it. She totally reeks of booze! At 12:00 on a Thursday! Hello?! You think your boss can't smell that? Or where you two sharing a bottle? Not much I can do about it now, she's already begun clipping.

Every time I thought she had finished I'd say "Hey that looks great! Perfect!" and give a little scooch up in the chair... "Hang on I just want to blend this... "

10 minutes and another 1/4" later, her breath is starting to make me ill.

ME: "Hey that looks great! Perfect!"

Drunken Hair Whore: "Oooh, wait a sec, I need to clean this up a bit..."

5 minutes and another round with the clippers..

ME: "Okay then - wow that's looks great!" Scooch.

Drunken Hair Whore: "Hold on I just need to .. mumble mumble"

Need to what? Have another cocktail? Take hit off the pipe? What the hell is the matter with you lady?!? I start looking around for a manager or something but it looks like everyone else was out back passing the hootch.

Now I've had it. At this point I don't give a shit what it looks like I just need to get the hell out of here...

"No really, it's perfect! Listen, I'm late - If I want it any shorter, I'll come back later. How's that sound?"

Drunken Hair Whore: "What?!" (like she just realized I was there or something.."Oh, okay then! Let me just put some GEL in your hair"

I've not used gel in years. I'm definitely a nice soft hair wax kinda gal. But this chick.. She squirts out half a bottle, slams the bottle down and proceeds to spend another 5 minutes "styling" what is left of my hair.

What the hell was in that shit? Liquid titanium? By the time I got home you could cut glass with my head! I think I'm the one who needs a drink now...

UPDATE:
By request, and since fair's fair, here are 3 self portraits of the new do. Actually now that I look at it, I'm not that unhappy with it. It's pretty much what I usually get. I think it was all that gel and the fumes that had me spinning.

On The Road Again

The intrepid travelers are officially on the road heading home to Michigan - en route to Santa Fe today.

2 weeks of eating and drinking, swimming, lounging, reading, eating and drinking, fun, relaxing, crosswords, telling stories, laughing, shopping, not doing much of anything. Did I mention the eating and drinking? We had a bit of an unexpected heat wave while they were here and wouldn't you know - they day the left, the heat broke. I was über relaxed this visit - usually I completely stress out about needing everything to be just perfect and make plans for every single moment, but this trip I just went Zen - "Whatever happens, it's all good."

And it was. Very good.

I love a good gene mutation...

How cool would it be to have a cat with 4 ears?!

Me thinks Lilly will have no problem finding a home after this bit of publicity. I'd take her in a heartbeat, er.. if it weren't for all the other 2 eared cats around here...

Hunh.. You don't say?

Thelma has been in the shop waiting for her new heart .. er, carburetor. It was only supposed to take a week but unfortunately we've now passed the two week mark. As I mentioned the other day, there are thousands.. THOUSANDS! of lesbians coming to town this weekend - and my car is KEY to my weekends um, endeavors.

So I paid my mechanic an unexpected visit this morning and asked him when he thought she would be ready. He said "I'll call right now and find out when the carb is due in and uh, oh - there's just one small problem...

"What would that be?"

"I lost the keys..." He said sheepishly.

I gave him the fake smile and Grrreat nod.

So I dropped off the spare set of keys an hour later and wouldn't you know it? The carb just arrived and Thelma will be ready tomorrow! Oh happy day!

Now I've been accused of being a bit suspicious and skeptical before but c'mon... You just KNOW that they've had that carb there for a week but they've been desperately looking for the keys rather than call me and admit to losing them... The timing is just a little too perfect. These guys have never screwed me before and to their benefit, this isn't really a screwing - it's more an embarrassment than anything else. But I don't like it when he's not totally straight with me.

Oh well, fuck it, what do I care? I'll have my convertible fluffed and buffed just in the nick of time - WHEW!

Can you hear me now?

I need need to upgrade my phone and would like some advice.

Here are features I want:
• Camera
• Flip Phone
• Easy to set to vibrate: currently I have to navigate a million buttons, it's easier to just turn it off
• Fixed antennae: I always, always accidently snap those fuckers right off after about 3 days
• Small, compact, cool looking.
• Downloadable Ringtones: to annoy all of my friends and embarrass my wife
• Less than $200

There are few options for camera phones with my current provider, Verizon. Pretty much the only decent one they offer is the Audiovox CDM8900.

But I am totally digging the Hello Moto Motorola V300, which is only offered by T-Mobile. Anybody use T-Mobile? I've heard coverage is spotty...

Then there's the uber butch DeWalt of cell phones: Nextel i530 Yellow which just screams cool ass phone. But alas, no camera.

Also, another thing I haven't even considered is Bluetooth. I don't have anything else at the moment that uses bluetooth, but I generally keep my phones for about 2 years.

So any suggestions?

Girls Will Do Girls

Any Fishwrap readers coming in for Dinah Shore Weekend?

Yes, this weekend 30,000 lesbians descend upon Palm Springs for some hedonistic fun in the sun and then some. Oh yeah, and there's that golf thing too...

Drop me a line if you'll be in town.

All New and Improved!

More stain fighting power than ever! Try the new Yeti! Now with SEALS!

My highest so far was 267.97

via farrago

Gots to get me one of them

I'm little late in mentioning it here but Solonor finally made good on his promise to record one of my songs. I'm totally blown away. Well done my friend. It's sounds like a real song - holy crap! Now I'm know I have to go out and get one of those home studio thingies :)

If you didn't catch it the first time around, my original version can be heard here.

Linky-loo's For Youse
The Thing, Mystery of the Desert!. Despite my soon-to-be repeated requests, I doubt I can get my folks to check this place out on their way back to the midwest.
via presurfer

That's Cold.. Tinchilla - Instant Can Cooler I still have my doubts about being able to open it without the contents spewing all over the place...
via a welsh view

To date, I'm half way there... 40 Things Every Drunkard Should Do Before They Die. And no I won't tell you which 20 I've done. I'll leave that up to your own imagination.

Now this Untitled Project is very cool. Very interesting text compositions removed from photographs...

Now for a game or two... Bird and the Sea. If that's a little too serene for you, try Aim and Fire

Uh, I think this is my exit...

So my sister in-law was on her way to work this morning via the B Line and noted a couple of motorcycle cops in front of her - lights a'blaring... going really slow.

And then she looked in her rear view mirror ... what the hell?!? There were 15 more motorcycle cops AND A FUCKING LIMO - with FLAGS! Holy shit!

Yes folks, she had no idea HE was in town, but my sister in-law somehow managed to CRASH the presidential motorcade. She was stuck there smack dab in the middle of it in her tinted windows black Yukon for over 25 minutes. There was no getting off or out of the route - everything was blocked and the street was lined with cars and people waving (she waved back for good measure) And they just let her go...

Never stopped, never once was she asked WHY she might be leading the PRESIDENT around Orlando.

She finally reach her turn off, made a quick assed break for it and that was it.

Lord, I swear, I just about peed my pants laughing!

What an ass...

Jayzus... Bush has once again revealed himself as the true idiot he is... . Check out this video of Bush meeting the Dutch Prime Minister, Jan-Peter Balkenende.

""Who? Well write his name down, I can't remember all that...Hey! John Peter! Glad you're here!"

Here's a tip pal... Learn the guys name. And don't plop yourself down with a loud groan like you just ate half a cow... Why didn't you just let one rip too while you were at it?

No need to watch much past that part, it's all in dutch - unless of course like me, you enjoy making up what people are saying... I am pretty sure the rest of the broadcast they are just mocking us. And rightly so with that kind of diplomacy...

via Adam Curry

Shout Out

Matt's buddy Patrick did a fantastic quicktime movie of their two SF weddings set to the BoDean's "Closer to Free". If you can handle it, click here for the mega version (38MB and worth every 1 and 0) or check here for smaller versions.

Makes me smile... Kinda like this but different.

From the Mouths of Babes, or is it?

Honestly, is this the type of thing a 12 year old comes up with on their own? Me thinks it's more like spoon fed ignorance.

Re: Tennessee County Brouhaha

But 12-year-old Caitlin Kinney, attending the meeting with her mother, said she supported the commissioners' initial vote.

"I think they should go further, try to see if they can ban them," she said. "It's not a Christian thing."

I Hit Cancel...

That is the punch line to a very funny tech support story I can't seem to find but it's very apt for today... See, sometimes even the smartest people have a tough time with technology.

Today while driving around with my parents there was a mysterious beep coming from the back seat.

I asked what it was and my step father (who's a very tech savvy kinda guy) told me that it was his cell phone informing him that he had a voicemail, but unfortunately he had no idea how to retrieve it while roaming. Seeing as we both use the same cellular service I told him how to manually retrieve voicemail.

Me: "Dial your own phone number and when you hear your outgoing message hit the pound key and then enter your password."

Beepitty beep beep

Him: "Hmm. All I got was our regular voicemail message at the house."
Me: "You called the house? In Michigan? Why?"
Him: "Well you said to dial my phone number and..."
Me: "Your cell phone number, dial your own cell phone number."
Him: (laughs) "Oh right, well that makes perfect sense."
Me: "And when you hear your message, hit the pound key"

Beepitty beep beep

Me: (I can hear his message loud and clear) "Now! Hit the pound key now!"
Him: (hits pound key and listens) "Oh, okay I get it."
Me: "Now enter your password"
Him: (laughs heartily) "I have no idea what it is! Oh wait, maybe I do. How do you get letters from numbers on this thing?"
Me: "Well 1 is A,B and C, no wait that's not right. It's 2 that's A, B and C then it goes... Uh... Wait, no it's... I can't do this and drive at the same time!"

We still have not figured out the password! This could take days my friends.

update: what follows is the tech support joke I was referring to above.
courtesy of the missus

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TECH SUPPORT JOKE #287
I had this conversation recently with a lady who swore she had been using computers since forever.

* Tech Support: "All right. Now click 'OK'."
* Customer: "Click 'OK'?"
* Tech Support: "Yes, click 'OK'."
* Customer: "Click 'OK'?"
* Tech Support: "That's right. Click 'OK'."
* Customer: "So I click 'OK', right?"
* Tech Support: "Right. Click 'OK'."

Pause.

* Customer: "I clicked 'Cancel'."
* Tech Support: "YOU CLICKED 'CANCEL'???"
* Customer: "That's what I was supposed to do, right?"
* Tech Support: "No, you were supposed to click 'OK'."
* Customer: "I thought you said to click 'Cancel'."
* Tech Support: "NO. I said to click 'OK'."
* Customer: "Oh."
* Tech Support: "Now we have to start over."
* Customer: "Why?"
* Tech Support: "Because you clicked 'Cancel'."
* Customer: "Wasn't I supposed to click 'Cancel'?"
* Tech Support: "No. Forget that. Let's start from the top."
* Customer: "Ok."

I spent the next fifteen minutes re-constructing the carefully crafted setup for this lady's unique computer.

* Tech Support: "All right. Now, are you ready to click 'OK'?"
* Customer: "Yes."
* Tech Support: "Great. Now click 'OK'."

Pause.

* Customer: "I clicked 'Cancel'."

Holy Crap! Is It Tuesday Already?!

I've been pretty busy what with family in town and loads of work. Not much time for surfing but here are a few linkies I found last night...

What's your favorite swear word? Fuck.

Swiss Army USB How cool is that?! Except as my friend the engineer says, you can't take it on planes.
via ron's log

Choose your life. How bad could it be? Oh, yeah well.. that sucks.

In other news
The parental and sistoral visit is going great! Margarita's, fantastic food, and big belly laughs - we're having great time and gaining weight. God bless America. With the exception of Soprano Sunday when my sister whipped up the best burgers -- ever -- we've been eating out every night. I'm running out of restaurants and loose fitting pants and we still have a week to go! Better start cooking at home.

Friday we had the boys over for drinks. Saturday we took in a little low brow culture in the form of Dave Burkes opening at M Modern Gallery.

Sunday my sister and I enjoyed some tennis. Caught Roddick v. Gambill and Davenport v. Stosur. I had no idea Lindsey was so frickin tall! Like over 6' or something! Legs for days. It was hot as hell inside the stadium (102º outside, must have been 110º inside) but with 6 bottles of water we managed. I don't know how the players can stand the heat though.

My sister unfortunately has to leave tomorrow :( I'm totally bummed! I've been terrible about taking pictures. In fact - I've not taken a single one though I've had my camera with me on several occasions. Today's tram trip should provide some opportunities though :)

Cheerio Mates!

The Horror!

Last month I mentioned a funny little exchange the missus and I had regarding gay marriage and mars... I think we were on to something...

"Gay Marriage Spreads to Mars as 'Spirit' and 'Opportunity' Suddenly Wed"

via the missus

Geek? Party of 1? Your table is ready.

We have a minor wardrobe malfunction happening here...

What's wrong with this picture?

Yes. That's right. The left temple got a little pissy and mysteriously disengaged itself from the whole of my glasses.

Bastard.

Linkity Dinkity Doo.

Here are some links for you...

Messy Desk Contest. By comparison, my organized chaos here doesn't look so bad!

MOBA the Museum of Bad Art.

Okay math geeks - explain this one to me please...
Phone Number Trick
via the presurfer

Betty Bowers strikes again Is President Bush a Homo? - is that who I think it is at the bottom of the page?? Why yes it is - it's the FAB-ulous Miss Richfield 1981!

100 Most Often Mispronounced Words

Oh the irony... Firehouse Catches Fire

Sleeves Tattoo'd Shirts.

In Other News:
The heat is on - it's in the 90's again today. Parents have arrived safe and sound. Sister arrives tonight. When it comes to having a good time, my family is top drawer baby. Woot Woot. The party train is about to leave the station!

Remodel Progress

The House Blog has been updated!

Arg! Woo! Ack! Eek!

So here's why I've not been around much... So much happening...

House: Work continues - yes I have photos. Yes, I will update the houselog. Soon.
Parents: Arrive tomorrow for 2 weeks. Sister arrives Thursday for one week.
Work: When it rains it pours.
Taxes: @&*$#(@!!!
Cars: Thelma needs a new carb. The Jeep needs a new track bar and oil pan. MJ needs a new vehicle and some money. See above: work.

In Other News: Here's a great story about what happens when you get a celebrity's old cell phone number... Cracked me up!

Warning: Buzzkill - Leave now or don't blame me!
I can sympathize, in a strange way - with Laura, who got Chris Rock's old cell phone number. Pac Bell once assigned us the telephone number of a survivor of the 101 California shootings.

As we neared the one year anniversary of the shootings, we began to receive a number of calls for a woman who happened to have the same first name as my wife. She was a survivor, her husband was killed as he shielded her. Her having the same first name as my wife lead to much confusion the first dozen or so calls. Yes, I warned you - much more macabre than the Chris Rock story but I did have a chat with Barbara Boxer about gun control.

Okay, that's it for Murder Tuesdays.. what the fuck ever happened to Tuesday Timewasters?!? I'm asking myself the same question!!

And the Dead Guy? Part II

Nothing will slow ya down and cause you to say a few thanks like seeing a murder victim on the sidewalk at 7:30 in the morning. Not exactly high on my list of ways to greet the day.

So this morning I head to my mechanics to figure out a good time to have Thelma towed in (she won't start, no matter how nice I am to her) and there are cops frickin' everywhere. Yellow police lines, Palm Canyon Dr. was blocked, the whole deal. And there he was laying on the sidewalk. According to my sources (George the Mechanic) - the guy was shot somewhere else and dumped from a moving car onto the curb. Great.

There's not a whole lot of violent crime in Palm Springs and when it does happen most folks are pretty surprised and a bit shocked. We're a tourist village. The worst that usually happens here are broken store front windows or the occasional home robbery. Very rare to have a murder here in PS. I have a hunch that if they ever find out what happened, Cathedral City or Desert Hot Springs (two neighboring cities with much higher crime rates) will come into play.

Unfortunately, at the moment I've got that ugly scene in my head.

::shake shake shake::

I think I'll go run errands on the other side of town...

Here's the story: Dead body found near Palm Springs school

Did you hear something? I don't hear a thing.

What a beautiful morning. I'm out on the patio with my iBook. The cats are playing in the yard, I've just finished my Sunday paper and am taking a break from the crossword. I'm sitting here staring at crystal blue skies, a gentle breeze brings the sweet smell of citrus. It's already about 75º - a perfect Sunday. THIS is why I wanted to move here. This is why people fall in love with Palm Springs. It doesn't get much better than this.

Okay, except for the jack hammers** that started at 7:30 this morning at the remodel across the street. Our neighbors must HATE us!

**I'm too chicken to show my face over there yet, so this file photo from 2002 will have to suffice... I think you get the idea...

Friday Fun and Ye Olde TGImp3F

Mega MultiMedia
High quality clip of the classic Muppets Manamanah (doot do do do doot) 22MB Quicktime

Soon to be all the rage: Badger Badger Aerobics 12MB Quicktime - it helps if you are familiar with the original Badger Badger.

Fun and Games
I'm seeing this game all over the place.. Play the Infuriating Dot Sorter God Damn It Get Back in There! game.
via everyone's favorite oddgirl!

For something a little calmer and zen like, play Hydrophobia - another nice game from Orisinal.

Oddities:
The Rodenator - Now I can't stop humming "I'm all right, don't nobody worry 'bout me. Why ya got to give me a fight? Why can't ya just met me be?"

Redneck Cat Carrier
via presurfer

Dangerously Cute
I said I'm THINKING!
via the missus

And finally - we all know what happens on Sunday night right? That's right - time for MJ to make her patented Baked Ziti! Here then is your TGImp3F...

Woke Up this Morning - a3

Kinda like 7/11, but different

I don't know why this CNN headline struck me so funny... Maybe because it implies that we've only been looking for OBL during regular business hours, M-F 9am-5pm EDT ...

Oh, and in case your wondering why there is a click through on the Texas/Okla storms - my folks are currently in Tulsa as Part II of "Mom and Dads Most Excellent Adventure" i.e. thier cross country road trip to visit yours truly. Granted their vehicle is a luxury tank with Tele Aid, but I fear that tonight I will be plagued with nightmares of thier S430 being tossed around like that cow in Twister...

In Other News

I am feeling much better today. Good thing that email deal didn't happen yesterday or I might have seriously blown a gasket. Today the sun came out, it's oh-so warm, I'm in shorts and bare feet and my roof is fixable. The weekend outlook is nothing but sunny days - mid 80's, I'm heating the pool... yeah, that'll work.

Oh yeah and someone went on vacation and left a treasure trove of games: check it out!

Back-End Mumbo Jumbo

Tech talk for those of you interested. So, you might have noticed that this here website has been having a few "issues" today. Primarily, cgi scripts were not running earlier today and now my email has gone kapuntski. I received a lovely letter from my host (your-site.com) today regretting to inform me that after replacing a bad hard drive, they were unable to synch the RAID and had to re-initialize. Any email prior to 1PM EDT is now non-recoverable. Any mail sent after 1PM EDT will bounce until they get their shit together. So much for redundant redundancy... So if you emailed me anything today - I didn't get it and it's gone into the blackhole never to be retrieved. At least this is just me little blog and I'm not a business customer. Man - there are probably some pretty pissed off people out there now...

Super Tuesday My ASS

I don't usually touch on many personal issues here but this time I'm going to just say it... I am PMS-ing to the point where I want to strangle something. Things have not gone well today. Things that normally I would just let roll off my back. But no. I am one cranky assed mother and I feel sorry for those who had to interact with me today; the missus, my electrician, the nice but oh too slow woman at Lowes, the inhumane and irritating as fuck recorded voice of some stupid woman running for some stupid something (man did I give it to her (recording). Not to mention the fact that Jeff Garcia is gone, the New Platz, NY mayor has been charged 19 times for marrying people, oh yeah and uh - I'm no geologist, nobody is saying it - but this looks like fricking WATER! On Mars! Hello people!?! I have no clean clothes to wear, our governor is a blithering idiot who doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground, so's my president, I had to vote for Barbara Boxer, one word - taxes, my mother is sicker than a dog but is determined to get in her car tomorrow morning with her husband to drive across country to stay with (okay, near) us for two weeks, I have a stack of bills I've been ignoring, my RSS news reader somehow magically 'forgot' all 36 of my subscriptions and reverted to it default feeds, I'm hungry, I just coated the roof on the remodel and guess what? Yeah that's right, it's raining and it didn't hold. Water everywhere... I ran out of cigarettes - again, some cat pissed on something cause it stinks in here... and.. AND I have a Mount Fucking Vesuvius zit on my nose... did I mention it's raining? And all the work I did yesterday and today on the $&#*@ roof is for naught? Oh yeah, and I'm PSM -ing. Just shoot me and the horse I rode in on.

Actually, I feel much better now.

Carry on....

I'll Take HTTP HodgePodge for $1000

Railroad Tycoon

Mmm. Toast Recipes

Saddle up! Cowgirl Pinups

Albert Einstein asks 5 Questions - painfully slow for those of us with borderline ADD

And I thought our place was a fixer... This joint may be a bit run down, but it has potential! Look at the unobstructed views! Gorgeous photographs...

Speaking of abandoned buildings, check out this looney bin.

I have no words: Promised Land Paintball
via the morning fix

In Other News:
Here's another great wedding story. Kay and Carol were married the same day we were, Feb. 16, 2004
"Kay and I got to San Francisco City Hall on Feb. 16 at 5 a.m. It was drizzling, cold and dark. A dim line of shivering, paired lumps led from the entrance on Polk Street, around the corner, along a whole block of Grove Street and onto Van Ness Avenue"