Saturday, February 10, 2001

horny cats
i don't know what's up with this, but it says it's a fake trailer for Star Wars Episode II. looks pretty damned convincing to me.

Friday, February 09, 2001

an email from Jean:
    "The image of you at a Baptist youth group party made me have to lay my head down on my desk to muffle the laughter.  Right after I almost spewed Diet Pepsi all over my monitor."
Angel cheeses it

who dressed this guy?
go me! i made it in to work an hour early (despite a frustrating experience at the supermarket. i guess there's a reason they pay those people minimum wage). i may be coming in early more often. no one even pretends to work (like we do in the afternoons).
you can buy the actual gloves actually worn by the actual Ray Park in the actual X-Men movie.

Thursday, February 08, 2001

you know that pink stuff you get with sweet and sour pork? anyone know what that's made of?
from TVGuide (print version, which i can't link to, unless e-book sales really take off):

"How do you know that? My sweatshops do really well."
-Kathie Lee Gifford, joking at a press conference when a reporter assumed that Regis Philbin was richer and paid the bill at a recent dinner with Gifford.
ah! it's my first computer! i loved this thing. 5K of RAM. 5K!

Obsolete Computer Museum
[obsolescence by Tin Man]
i (dead link) too received an email from (dead link) The Tin Man. he was one of the blogs Dean pointed out a few weeks ago that i've been keeping an eye on. go take a look at him and tell him i said hi.

Wednesday, February 07, 2001

Horoscope for today:
SCORPIO Slow down and find where to live and with whom. If single, you could encounter your future mate. If married, an addition to the family is not too far off.

considering the discussion i had a few hours ago with my best mate Brian, this is oddly coincidental.
i've been telling people for years that the Girl Scouts were a bad thing. i have this whole Girl Scout/Nazi Conspiracy that i've actually become known for in some circles ("Hey, there's that terrence guy. Chris told me about this Girl Scout theory he has... he's a real flake.").

mounting evidence will prove me right though: Girl Scouts lose $860,000
[Conspiracy exposed by Lots of Co]
it's not about banning drivers from using cell phones. they just need the headset/speaker thingie to use them while driving. i think it's a good idea. i'm tired of nearly being hit by people who are talking on their cell phone, people who won't check their blind spots before changing lanes because they're holding their cell phone to their ear. they should all be burned at the stake.

i will admit, though, that i nearly caused an accident once because i drove by a house that had a gingko tree in the front yard. (i guess you'd have to be a botanist in Oklahoma to understand me on that)

so here i am at working, looking over a report, when i see the name Hank Greenberg. since the report is sports related, i know that it is the baseball player Hank Greenberg.

wowzers! you might be thinking. terrence knows something about a baseball player from the '30's! how butch!

but no, there are no butch tissues in this body. Hank Greenberg is mentioned in a song from the musical Falsettos.

i'm such a queen.
heh. two days earlier than planned, Squatter's out of my cubical. yippee! now i can take naps again, and put my feet up on my desk, and i don't have to smell his nasty cologne all day!

everyone's invited to a celebration at my house tonight.
how exactly do Saints receive their patronage assignments? i always thought it had something to do with what they'd done in life (e.g., i thought that, when it is said that Saint So-and-So is patron of goat herders, it is because he or she was a goat herder). i see that i am wrong about this by the proposal to make St. Isidore the patron of Internet Users , and i'm fairly certain Isidore didn't own a computer (and if he did, it'd probably be a Mac anyway. eeg!).

how does the Saint feel about this? he's sitting there in Heaven, doing whatever it is Saints do up there when they aren't the Patron of anything, then suddenly people are asking him to bless their modem? did anyone ask him if it was okay to invoke his name for more accurate Google searches?

i think i'd be a little irritated if i were him, maybe do something like cause the Vatican some some server problems, or change all their passwords, just to teach them a lesson.
[this entry is a blessing of sturtle]
(no offense to Catholics intended. i'm not a Blasphemer, but i play one on TV)

Tuesday, February 06, 2001

listening to a Broadway Gold webradio station, i believe i just heard "Memory" from Cats crossed with the theme to Little House on the Prairie, with some Man of La Mancha thrown in at the end, prompting me to return to a current events station.

speaking of Man of La Mancha, was the John Lithgow version of the Don Quixote tale a musical? hasn't Lithgow done musicals before? IMDb also lists Vanessa L. Williams in the cast (i have trouble keeping Vanessa L. and Vanessa A. sorted. which one is the singer/dancer?)
the first eight business days are the busiest days of the month for my department, yet for the 2nd day in a row, i have almost nothing to do. plenty of time to surf and blog, yes?
i just saw a woman in the corridor wearing a denim jacket with a large image of Spawn embroidered on the back. it was a rather nifty little image, and i was admiring it, until she began talking to herself and laughing at something she'd said to herself. i tried to back off before she noticed i was walking behind her, but she turned and saw me, and gave a big, tooth-missing grin. she frightened me.
Millennium to go the big screen? this would be cool. i liked that show, and i like Lance Henriksen's character.
anyone have any experience with Sea Monkeys? would they be worth having?
i took the Gender Test that (dead link) Rich linked to. i came out right in the middle of their little range, so... i am either a man or a woman.

Monday, February 05, 2001

yuck! my chocolate soy milk had clumps in it. not appetizing.
"South Park" Guys Back Off Bush Kids

i would have left it in, for no reason other than the fact that i'm very Anti-Bush (the Dubya's lineage, and the... wait... PG13, this is PG13...)
[link allocated by I Shoot With My Mind]
Scorpio Monday, February 5, 2001
    You are at the height of your intellectual powers today, so use them to your advantage! If there's something you've been wanting, this is the day to go for it, so what are you waiting for?


ah yes... there is something i've been wanting (besides that Army Ranger guy i saw yesterday. très grrr!). today is the day that i begin working on getting the Squatter out of my cube. the plan is not complex, and involves less intellect than manipulation, but the goal is for him to be gone by the end of the week.

see, i thought i could tolerate him being here. for the most part, i can ignore him when he talks about his kids, or sports, or his truck, and i come across as Focused-On-My-Work instead of rude.

but, this morning, i came in to work earlier than normal, so that i could leave a little earlier today. Squatter, who has been getting here half an hour earlier than i, sees me arrive at the same time he did, and says, "Trying to keep up with the new guy, huh? Worried about something?"

times like that make me wish that this reality was a computer simulation so i can leap across the cubical and kick his ass through the wall.

"nope. just making sure you understand the job all right. it's not difficult, but some people have... trouble..."

through squinted eyes, he sizes me up. since this isn't The Matrix and i can't kick him through the wall, i lean back and watch him with cold disinterest.

"i think i have it." he says. he turns to leave.

"ok then. but i'll keep checking up on you." he hesitates slightly, and i swear i can see him tense up a bit, but he doesn't say anything. he just leaves.

ha ha! round one goes to me!

sadly, i'm beginning to enjoy this. it's the most exciting thing to happen around here since the power went off for a few minutes back in early December.