Happy vernal equinox! Guess what? There’s MORE rain is in the forecast for tomorrow. Joy!
Month: March 2011
Packaging Rage
I hate, hate, hate blister packs. I usually try to avoid them, but sometimes that’s not possible. I spent 30 minutes removing my allergy meds and putting them in a bottle. And then I got pissed off all over again at the mountain of packaging left behind. What a waste!
Harriet
Comfortable dog is comfortable.
St. Patrick’s Day Sunrise
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! March 17 is also the day my Flickr account expires, and every year I waffle about whether or not to renew it. And every year, I eventually decide it’s worth it. So that’s what my subconscious spent the day mulling over. Exciting stuff, I know.
Actually, there was excitement today!
The fire alarm at work went off at 3:30. And it was not a drill. Apparently the motor in one of the elevators caught on fire. (Spring break is this week, otherwise there would have been hundreds of people on the lawn.)
Mr. Moose o’ the Day
I’m not sure which entertains me more, that I got Mr. Moose to balance on the edge of a book, or that the book has upside down cow butts on the cover. (Yes, it was one of those days at work.)
People’s Cut Rate Drugs
I think there’s an implication of “low quality” to the term “cut rate,” which makes the name of this drug store kind of amusing. And delightfully socialist, too, comrades!
This Day Does Not Suck
1. I paid off one of my credit cards today. I’m going to be extra poor this next month, but YAY! I paid it off!
2. I just realized that I’m getting a bunch of extra TV channels. Like HBO, Starz, Encore, and a bunch I don’t remember. I changed my cable package a month or two ago, so I knew they’d expanded the channels a little bit, but I had no idea it was that expanded. And here I was, excited that they’d added ANTEN to their line-up. Now I can watch Maude and The Jeffersons.
That is all. As you were, comrades!
Scanning, Scanning, Scanning
I spent most of the day scanning more negatives. I love these two photos of my grandma.
The Rest I Know
(More from the bad poetry corner, courtesy of me and Homer.)
The rest I know
In order of wanting
Long contain’d
Some nobler quarrel
Silent slept
And heard no more.
Having Spoke in Vain
Unseen maids wait
Where shame late fled
Oh righteous sword
Brave boaster
Go once more
Thy rage bids thee
Fall upon the field
Forc’d, entranc’d, dissolv’d away
Having spoke in vain
This is another found poem from Alexander Pope’s translation of Homer’s Iliad. This one is in response to a new round of rageful comments from the ubiquitous misogynists that feminist blogs tend to attract. And then there were a couple of instances this week, at work, when one of my male coworkers asked me a question and then proceeded to talk LOUDLY over me while I tried to answer him. It was one of those soul destroying sort of weeks when I wonder why I bother.
red paper boat 