7.31.2007
7.30.2007
Chocolate Rain and its Children
This is why we have the internet. Apparently.
Original:
Prodigal Sons:
Vanilla Snow:
McGruff the Crime Dog:
Darth Vader:
And lastly a singing nun. (?)
Original:
Prodigal Sons:
Vanilla Snow:
McGruff the Crime Dog:
Darth Vader:
And lastly a singing nun. (?)
7.27.2007
7.26.2007
Bent Objects
Rather entertaining take on everyday objects and bent wire. I like Terry's work. (Note: not always safe for children.)
Some of my favorites:
Some of my favorites:
7.23.2007
7.19.2007
Don't Belong
Ever feel like you don't belong? My strongest sens of dis-belonging (not actually a word) comes from times when I have no clue what other people think of me. This is owing to two facts: Fact 1) I am empathetic, which means I can tell how other people feel, so if I can't tap into that for some reason, I am at a loss. It's like flying without instruments. Fact 2) In sterotypical fashion, I am a woman who is socially aware of how she is perceived.
How about you, when and where have you most felt un-belonged in? (not a sentence)
Labels: interactive, journal
7.16.2007
The New Guy
We have a new coworker. I am delighted to report that his personality compels this entry in my oft-neglected-of-late blog. He seems quite sweet and sincere and also slightly odd; my favorite combination. He's got a pseudonym from his anacronistic society (which he invited us to use in order to tell him apart from another office mate with the same first name), he wears a silver skull ring, and brought his lunch today in a Sponge-Bob Square Pants Lunch Tote. Talk about a first impressions! I'm delighted we have someone to help us. Especially someone so unique!
7.11.2007
7/11 America's Favorite
In a day to honor the convenience of stores that have short lines and no gas pumps, I'd like to celebrate the institution that is 7 Eleven. They are currently sucking up to the mainstream movie industry by renaming stores "Kwik-E-Mart" for the upcoming Simpson's Movie. (Wish I could have seen that convenience store cat-fight bid war!) They also claim to have America's Favorite Beverage: the Slurpee. I had to verify this for myself, so I did an instensive two minute google search for America's Favorite Beverage. Here's what I found:
According to "The Man Room," it's beer.
According to this study, it's Soda Pop!
This touring site says beer again.
And here we're back to Carbonated Sodie Pop!
But nowhere on 90 pages does it say, "America's favorite beverage is the 7/11 slurpee." The closest they get (besides 7/11 websites themselves, obviously) is somebody saying that the Slurpee "is America's favorite frozen drink." I think 7/11 is full of it!
But that's not to say I don't enjoy a slurpee every now and then. I like to mix half cherry and half coke.
7.06.2007
BoomShine
I find this game fiercely addictive! you get one click per level to make a chain reaction that will clear enough points to move on. Try it, you'll see why this is such a fun little game. (took me 14 tries to get level 12)
Labels: game, interactive
7.05.2007
7.03.2007
Spaghetti and the Dog (Input Requested)
Hello, Friends. Long time no hear from, I know. Things have been busy on the Immigration front and they died down to a whisper just as quickly as they built up to a frenzy. But that isn't why I'm here. I have a serious, hypothetical questions to pose to you:
Let us imagine that you told someone 8 months ago that you don't feed your dog scraps from the table and that this person (8 months after the fact) fed your dog a half inch of spaghetti. What would your reaction be? And let's assume this person is your significant other.
Please respond in the comments section if you would:
a) say nothing because it was only a tiny piece of food and your S.O. wouldn't deliberately go against your wishes if they had remembered?
b) say something like, "Oh, remember, I don't feed the dog scraps from the table, Darling!" and smile sweetly?
c) yell sharply out of frustration, but apologize immediately knowing the shouting wasn't called for and you've hurt your S.O.'s feelings?
d) go balistic, shouting and cursing and insist the S.O. walk home or be driven home and refuse to speak to them for days?
I'd love to know what your responses would be. Thanks for helping me out! = )
Labels: interactive, love