May 21
Lynn has more thoughts on my criticism of Doctor Who, and I comment.
Tim updates us on his new site’s new moderators. It does look like the new site is picking up steam. Now if only they would do something about the load time — I have a fast cable internet connection, and it takes a while. People on dialup must be in agony.
I’ve been trying to eat only food I prepare myself, or at least have to take out of a sealed freezer box and heat in the stove. Just about every time I eat out these days I find myself ending up with something wrong with my gut. In fact, for almost the last two weeks I’ve been fighting off some sort of “stomach flu” which probably came from some inadequately-handwashing fast food employee. At least I don’t live in Canada, where I would be expected to share the diseases of my fellow human beings because it’s apparently, to the disturbed Canadian bureaucrat mind, racist to expect minorities to adhere to Western standards of cleanliness.
Rachel says FOAD. Ah, I remember when I used to rant like that (nostalgic sigh…)
May 20
Just a brief entry to thank everyone who has donated to my Unemployed Again bleg. The money really is helping!
One more note: we’re finally getting some rain here in Central Florida. Yesterday there was a cloudburst, which seemed to vanish before it hit the ground — today a bit more.
May 19
I can’t really get a long review together, and really, does a kid’s scifi tv show (though if you ask me the “kids” this series seems to currently be aimed at are of the 15-to-35-year-old anime-fan demographic) deserve a long review? Also I haven’t seen the new episodes enough times to really get an idea of what I think of them. Anyway, here goes (contains spoilers so I’ll put it after the “more” tag):
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May 18
Well, maybe not the whole day, but I have just got to get out of here for a while. No one else is awake (or at least blogging) at this hour anyway, so I have nothing to read, you slackers!
PS: I went for a walk around the apartment complex yesterday. It’s pretty big and spread out — the previous one I lived in was all cramped together. This one has two swimming pools, two laundry complexes, and a nice pond. It’s all more or less well-kept, and though there are a lot of the usual oaks there is more open space so grass can grow. Not bad. Eventually I will take some pictures.
Update: okay, that was boring and pointless. I guess I’m not in the mood for going anywhere after all. The weather isn’t helping — it’s hot and there’s a gusty, humid wind like someone blowing their bad breath on you, and a hint of thunderstorm without the actual thunderstorm. On the other hand, I finally just heard some thunder. I really hope it rains — the grass is dead everywhere.
Late Nite Update: okay, it finally rained a little. But really, we need more than that. We need several days of straight rain.
May 17
Oh God, apparently Ted Kennedy has been rushed to the hospital. I hope it’s nothing worse than an impacted ham sandwich, because I don’t think I could take the All-Kennedy-All-The-Time worship-fest that the media will indulge in if it turns out to be more serious.
Update: exactly.
May 17
Good grief, it’s like having children. The cat not only needed her regular shots, she also turned out to have infected teeth which needed tending to, so that was another hundred bucks out of my rapidly diminishing to nothing funds. I thought she’d been acting funny around food lately… The vet gave her Valium (I should have asked for some for me); she’s still stoned and right now is stumbling around the apartment like a drunk looking for his flask. As for me? Well, I have a headache — a combination of no breakfast and having to deal with Central Florida drivers.
Donations kindly accepted, and I promise to spend them on important things like rent and gas, not more Valium for me the cat. Honest.
(PS: thanks! Anyone want to hire a middle-aged “super temp”? I’ll keep your time machine clean…)
May 16
Oh shit, I just made a comment on Tim’s new site and spelled Guantanamo as “Guanatamo.” I think. Oops.
And I haven’t even touched the mead.
(The Newly Jobless Bleg is in effect! Thank you to all who have donated!)
Update: I am not drunk enough, I can still feel my face. Upcoming review — maybe, if I don’t pass out — of this night’s Scifi Channel showing of Doctor Who coming up, if I don’t pass out first. Let’s just say… that England’s dreaming, again.)
May 16
Guess what, folks — you know that new job I’d been so happy with? Well, I’ve just been fired! Oh, it’s nothing I did, they said — they just couldn’t afford to keep me on. Jeez. Between the floundering big-money corporations and the struggling mom-‘n’-pops, it doesn’t seem like I’ll have a job any time soon.
Needless to say, I’m starting a new bleg. Links on the right, etc., etc. Now I’ve got to go update my resume and send it out again.
May 15
Well, I finally finished watching the Doctor Who dvd I had on last night — Revelation of the Daleks was the title of this series of installments, by the way, with Colin Baker as the Sixth Doctor and some since-vanished actress as his perpetually terrified companion — and I must say that the Tinned Ones (the Daleks) stole my heart with the way they eliminated a “deejay” played by the unfunny 80s comedian Alexei Sayle. Lord knows the acting on The Young Ones was never RSC level, but Sayle’s recurring appearances on said show were always a signal for one of us to press the fast-forward button on the VCR remote. I used to long for some sort of flesh-blasting raygun to render him a silent heap of meat; the writers of this episode must have felt the same way I did. Go, Daleks!