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| via Special K |
| 05.30.04 (10:41 pm) [edit] |
| T | Technological | | H | Hardworking | | E | Enjoyable | | R | Radical | | E | Earthy | | A | Amorous | | L | Lucky | | U | Unforgettable | | N | Neat | | I | Inspirational | | C | Creepy | | O | Outrageous | | R | Rich | | N | Nutty |
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
Hmms, neat? not so much; earthy, oh yeah; Creepy? huh, that's a toughy... maybe I am to some people, I sort of hope not... *GRIN*.. but then, there's a part of me that wouldn't mind creeping out a few people :lol: And let's not forget Rich... don't I wish. But, perhaps (says the more esoteric side of her) that means rich in the way of friends and loved ones.. yeah... that I can buy (but that's about all I can buy :shock: )
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| Commercials Taglines: |
| 05.28.04 (8:35 pm) [edit] |
See if you can match these up with the products they represent. They're pretty easy, except for maybe one or two. And you need the *exact product*, a general answer like food :) won't cut it. Bonus kudoes to anyone who can describe the commercials in question.
"Good Stuff Maynard". Where's the Beef? "I AM Canadian". (Catch William Shatner's take on this one folks, if you want a really good example of self deprecating Canadian humour) "Silly Rabbit, trix are for kids". "That thing got a hemi?" , "I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing", "I'm a Pepper, you're a Pepper..." "It's a real, ringadingdong dandy..."
Which ones do you remember most? Who remembers when there wasn't a long version and a short version of commercials? And who remembers the Taster's Choice saga?
Can't forget "Like a Rock"... but I prefer the Ford commercial that I haven't seen in a very long time. Where the woman remarks to the man whose truck, trailer and boat has just been pulled out of the water by a Ford, "that sank quickly didn't it?" or some such, and the Ford Guy, as he goes about unhooking the truck, mutters, "like a Rock" *SNICKERS* I love it. Since the only thing I hate more than a Chev (in cars) is another Chev, I was most pleased.
Normally, I don't like it when one company, person or entity puts down another just to put themselves forward but this one was just so funny I had to make an exception. The long version has the voice over telling how he normally doesn't help out folks like this but this time he makes an exception. I suppose the commercial was just so condescending towards Chev owners it was pulled, or maybe there was the issue of using the tagline 'Like a Rock', I dunno, but one day I'm going to go through all my tv tapes and hopefully find this commercial. :) It was just too damned funny. :)
Another commercial that sticks in my mind, is for Heinz 57 steak sauce. There's a bottle of sauce sitting on a fence post, the post and surrounding fence getting pinged with squibs (bullets). As the camera pulls back you see two clowns in cow suits, firing at the steak sauce and giggling madly. Well done! If I'm recalling it correctly, there's no voice over, totally visual.
NOTE: All taglines referenced here are (chances are) the copyrighted property of their respective ...er copyrighters *GRIN*. You know what I mean. They belong to the folks they belong to...
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| Random, disconnected thoughts... |
| 05.27.04 (1:17 am) [edit] |
I have a new car. It's no where near *new* new... but it's new to me. And joy of joys, beyond running reasonably well and without the fear of being stranded, it has a radio. *snickers and a cd player but that's another post*.
So, as I drive to soccer practice, or Brownies, or upteen other errands that I get to do, now that hubby is afixed to the couch, awaiting his back's cooperation on moving (he injured it wrestling with an engine...nuff said), I get to listen to the radio. And yes, I do have a radio in my house, a couple if truth be told, and I am aware that (had I a working sound card) I could even listen to the radio on the computer... but I don't wanna. I wanna listen to it in my car. Rolling (hurtling?) down the road at a merry (fingers of my passengers creeping to the door to hold on inobtrusively?) pace with CBC 1 or QR77 or even sometimes Country105 going loud enough to be heard over the sound of gravel and kids and other vehicles. There's a couple of others that I listen too, but I can't find their links right at the moment. They are oldie stations... and I mean *OLDIE*... 50's 60's 70's.
Because CBC and QR77 are mostly talk radio I get to be *current* on a few things I've not been for a while. Doesn't mean I understand, or sometimes even care (i.e. the Flames and their push to the cup. What cup? The STANLEY CUP... *eyes you*, I am Canadian after all... ) but I'm CURRENT, don't you know. I'm actually, at the moment, the most *current* I've ever been. Why you ask in such a nice interested tone? (snicker) Well, I answer most considerately, because of blogs. Hah, you thought I was going to say TALK RADIO didn't you?
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| KNITTING! |
| 05.25.04 (11:19 pm) [edit] |
On the knitting front, I've been having some unpleasant time of late, unknitting or *TINK'ing* back about 14 rows of the Peacock Feathers Shawl. Somehow, I dropped a stitch, and it didn't come undone till I was already a full repeat of the pattern (i.e. a full feather and eye) away from it. I tried to isolate the stitches and just reknit the ones that had actually come undone, but no joy. I have done this sort of repair before and been successful at it. I've even had success doing the same in a grannysquare crocheted afghan. I just found the stitches too intertwined with the surrounding ones to be able to do so. Not to say, can't be done, but I could not. So with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, I've been unknitting this stitch by stitch. My hands ache with the tension of doing so, and each row takes easily twice as long as it did to originally knit.
Why this happened I can't be sure, why I didn't notice till 14 rows later... I have a theory. If you recall, when I started this shawl, I was so taken with both the pattern and the feeling of the Jaggerspun Zephyr that I was stopping to pet and finger block it every so often. I had gotten out of that habit. So I was blithely knitting along, not even moving the markers on the pattern as I'd gotten so -into the zone-. The pattern was there in my knitting and I could see what came next without referring to the chart... a blissful not always achieveable state for me. I lost track... So I will be resuming the petting and finger blocking...both for my own pleasure and out of a paranoia about it happening again. I did the same "drop a stitch at the point of the feather" thing while tinking back. Not a pleasant experience, but at least I was aware that I'd done it and able to catch the stitch with a crochet hook and manipulate it back into place.
With all this tink'ing going on, my knitting deal has faltered and stumbled in the dust. I'm now so focused on the Peacock Feathers and getting back to where I was, that knitting on anything else seems almost traitorious. I haven't even been able to get myself to give my hands a break and knit something rather than unknit the shawl. So my *zone knitting* has now become my uhoh, what if I make another mistake knitting... how sad...
So, everything else, effectively stalled 'till I get over the feeling that I'm just going to screw it up.
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| I hate colds... |
| 05.23.04 (8:18 pm) [edit] |
There now I feel better. Well, really I don't but I'm not gonna whine about my summer cold.
I figured I'd moan about Dr. Laura. Gaaah, I hate it when that woman is right :). Now to be honest, she's often *right*... it's her way of delivering the message I have issues with. (for the people that expect some sense to my posts (gives you a look), she was right about the message to not hide from our children what is going on in the world...it's better that they know the truth... and you can agree or disagree as you see fit, I know what I think.)
Now, on to my moaning about her... does she have to be such a *EH*... what's an appropriate word?
Oh, wait, I know... bitch about the advice she's giving?
Sure, she's heard the same question asked ad nauseum... but let's consider for a moment. This is a (to hear it told, I haven't checked out her credentials nor do I have any wish to) respected Dr. She's got enough of a following from her books and other things to have a radio show, that a whole heck of a lot of people listen to and try to live their lives by, via the advice she sends out each time she's in front of the mike. So okay, it's a custom or ritual or what have you to thank her for taking your call...
(to be brutally truthful, she didn't, the lady who mans the phones (and no PC crap ok, you all know what I mean by that) took your call, and thought a few things, i.e. your voice is ok for radio, you have a topical or interesting question that will likely segue nicely into a canned message by the DR. and so into the que you go.)
So anyway... The Dr. answers and you thank her for taking your call usually adding in how you've listened for a while, respect her opinion and generally kiss her ass, wasting, I might add, valuable
air time, but ok, you wanna, so you do... she acknowledges it, sometimes with an edge already to her voice, 'cause she already knows what your question is or what it is in regards to at the very least. Sure she's got the foreknowledge of whatever notes/signals, how ever she's getting the message about your call...but you don't know that, so off you start, giving all the details that you feel are pertinent. After all, this is your big chance to ask THE DOCTOR, the person you listen to, daily maybe, whose opinion you respect, even revere, how to fix YOUR life. And she cuts you off. She basically tells you off for not hearing the answer in the last 10 or 20 or *how many calls have I had on this subject, she asks her staff*. No matter to her, that your life is yours, and thereby different to anyone else's so of course you believe your circumstances are pertinent to the situation. No matter that you might well be on the brink of a breakthrough, if only you can talk to the DR. and hear her address YOUR problems. Nope, you get cut off, told off for being too wishywashy or selfish, or oh my gosh, too ambitious in your life to even be ALLOWED to have children. She tears you apart, telling the entire world what's wrong with you, in 10 words or less (or so some of her some time listeners might wish) and then expects you to go out and *do the right thing*.
Sure, I mean why not... go ahead and talk to your children like someone you respected enough to phone, sit on hold for how ever long to wait to talk to, someone who just took about 35 seconds to tear you apart. That'll help you be an effective parent and fix your life, as well as your troubled teen's life too. Oh and while you're at it, be damned sure to be a doormat to your children and teach them that they are the ONLY force in this world important... forget that you are too... forget that as a real live human being you are entitled to feelings and respect and oh.. my ... gosh... love.
I wonder if it ever even occurs to her that she's a rolemodel to these people. A role model often sending a not so great message... one where it's okay to be impatient and condescending to folks because YOU ARE RIGHT. These people actually hang on her every word and might think that's the way to deal with others. And who knows, it might even be the way to deal with the S*O*B who's messing up their lives. But, she can tell from a 20 second conversation? I uh, don't think so... I don't like radio pscychology at the best of times, there's far too many ways to mess with someone's head given that medium... my point is, these people think it's then ok to go out and speak to others the way they've just been spoken to. Oh, I'm sure that some people give the phone a look and go *what the hell was that?* and reevaluate why they'd ask such a condescendingly rude person their opinion anyways...and those are likely the calls that get *cut short*. Listen to her show, you'll know what I mean. ;). Some calls just end. Rather abruptly.
Like this rant *GRIN*.
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| They have no idea... |
| 05.14.04 (6:54 pm) [edit] |
Lately, if anyone's been following, I've had a run of ...something... with Windows in its various incarnations. With the decidedly expert help of some online friends I've worked through these various problems and come to a point where *knock on wood* things seem stable, both with the network and my current installation of Window2000.
So, of course, I'm going to be changing that. I've been reading up on UNIX. Don't panic, it's not going to be a sudden change, or anytime soon I'm very much in the reading up on it stages of things. More of an eventually thing. So, before someone posts to tell me why LINUX is better, know this...first, I have a line on some *VERY GOOD* help when it comes to UNIX. Not only that, but the one server (yes, I am wont to create opinions based on very little, if any, data) I've been storing some photos on, is UNIX and I like it. So there's my reasoning... such as it is. Deal.
These online buddies of mine are (figuratively speaking) collectively cheering at my decision, because they think that my endless running to them with every known problem with Windows (and some they've never seen before... *I* am creative after all) will cease. Well.. hmmm... technically, yes, yes it will. What they don't seem to understand is that my running to them with my problems won't end, just that the problems will be with UNIX instead of Windows. Which will likely open some rather interesting cans of worms. Unbreakable you say? User friendly? Oh, and easy? Hah...we'll see.
On another note, have you seen the new Italian Police Car? The Lamborghini? I want one, and some of those blue roses that Australian company is working on creating. I figure the odds are about the same of me getting either so I'm hedging my bets *GRIN*. Ok, ok, I won't play at www.reuters.com anymore... Yahoo has the same links *GRIN* I'd pasted in the urls but you guys know how to Google (it's your friend as someone keeps telling me)
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| I fought the worm... and the worm lost! |
| 05.09.04 (9:59 pm) [edit] |
I was one of the oh so very lucky to be chosen at random for an attack that hits where it hurts. The Sasser worm visited my computer on Friday afternoon. Right after I had upgraded to windows2000pro. Doing so, deactivated my antivirus program...not that it likely would have caught it but it might have stopped all the buddies the sasser worm called in to play on my computer.
Imagine if you will, (in her very best Rod Sterling voice), something that slips in your front door, or back door or window, and rifles through your personal papers, tearing out a page here and there, just for fun; your cupboards, your underwear drawer. Not only that, but this thing unplugs your phone and pulls out a few wires, so you can't just plug it back in. Then it disables your doorbell, calls your mailman and discontinues any mail delivery. It very likely alienates any remain friends of yours by calling them up and telling them that you sent it over to their house to do the very same.
That's what a computer virus/worm/trojan does.. to less or more degree, depending upon the creativity and downright asshole level of the person who writes it and or releases it on the 'net.
So to that German student... be thankful I'm not in charge of your punishment. BE VERY THANKFUL.
To anyone wondering how much *FUN* I had getting rid of this fricking worm... well I refer you to my networking posts, and how much I just LOVED WindowsME. This was worse. It would reboot me every 30 minutes or so... so downloading the *fix* from Microsoft (the 132 mg service pak too) was impossible. Something MS might want to think about... but likely won't...because absolutely everyone has highspeed connections these days...don't they... I mean DON'T you? I don't. Stupid technical support people... grrrrrr.
Tip of the hat to some online buddies for helping me out with this.. thanks guys. :)
About that knitting pictures post... well if I still had the flipping pictures I'd be doing that right now, instead of moaning about this worm. So tomorrow, when I'll finally be done redownloading all the stuff I can again get. I'll retake those pictures, and post about knitting.
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| A Mighty Wind |
| 05.04.04 (10:02 am) [edit] |
So okay, yes it's corny... but um... it's supposed to be?
This movie is dumb, goofy and yet, somehow, left me with a good feeling and a little tear in my eye at the Oscar nominated song, "A Kiss at the End of the Rainbow". The instory music is silly, folk song takeoffs (or maybe not?) and the lyrics are worth paying attention to. Don't miss the songs over the closing credits. As are the *life histories* of some of the groups. In fact, that's what the movie...another MOCKumentary by Chris Guest and the rest, is about. The little vignettes involved in putting on a revival concert of a recently passed producer/manager's more memorable acts. You can't help but laugh at the concern his son puts into the concert loral arrangements. A fact that everyone finds amusing but him.
As the commentor on IMDB says, it's not Best In Show...which if you've ever spent any time around people who show dogs, is rather alarmingly accurate and FUNNY. But even without that biting edge there's plenty of sweet, make you shake your head and hum along moments in A Mighty Wind.
I like folk music. It's sent up rather gently in this film. I like that. I like showing dogs, I think Guest was a little...harsher there but that's because dogshow people, know who they are and can be quite biting themselves...um no pun intended. Maybe that biting edge is what makes Best In Show a more successful movie. I liked both. Of the two, I think I -enjoyed- Wind more...and laughed harder at BiS...go figure.
My rating: 3.5 / 5
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