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Monday, September 30

Ahh, the Folsom Street Fair....

The Asshole Monologues* are back this December. They were good the first time around, and I'm sure they'll be good the second time.

*Like the Vagina Monologues, only different. For obvious reasons.

Ha! First Date Exit Survey.

Someday I'll be dating again, and I'm pretty sure I'll need this.

Edmond is returning!
I made it! My feet hurt. My knees hurt. I'm tired. I want to do it again. But, for now I am ready to make my way home.

I'm not sure where home is, though. Until today it was the trail. Normally this would fill me with anxiety, but possessing everything I need in a small sack conveniently fitting on my back gives me confidence. Things will work out, one way or another. 9/30/02

Sunday, September 29

Those of you who missed the Galaxy Girls tonight missed a great show. I have promised pictures to the performers, so that means you too can see the pictures I've taken at the last few shows I've been to.

Prepare to be impressed.

Saturday, September 28

Ahh, fall in Venice. My parents were there in the summer and they complained of the heat. I'm sure that was preferable to this. [via Brad]

My second submission ... and it's #9999!! Cool.

And congratulations to Heather on her 10000th mirror shot!!

Friday, September 27

Hey! It's Dave's birthday!! Wish him well, he deserves it.

Happy birthday, Dave!

Thursday, September 26

My very first mirror shot submission!!!

Remember the fruit?



Those are apples, by the way, not melons. And carrots, which happen to be orange. Like oranges, only not.

The Forbes Fictional Fifteen. Never mind who the real rich people are. What's important is to keep tabs on the loaded guys in the land o' fantasy. [via 3Bruces]

Life without a chat client is very ... slow.

Want to ask someone a question? You have to actually walk over there and talk to them. Worse yet, you might have to call them. Chatting is so wonderfully quick and impersonal and up to the contactee's discretion, while allowing you to be in touch and personal at the same time. I know, impersonal and personal at the same time? Yes. Can't really explain it better than that.

Wednesday, September 25

You know the neat thing about fruit?

It's so darned colorful.

Haha! Great collection of Feet photos. [via Evhead]

Tuesday, September 24

After all this time ...

Him: I guess I'm just realizing that we don't always like the same things.

Yeah, I guess not.

In any case, I'm pissed at my siblings. Not only did none of them get me a gift for my 30th birthday back in February of this year, but not a one of them called our grandma today to wish her a happy birthday.

I'm voting to have them disinherited.

It's my grandma's birthday today. Happy Birthday Grandma!

Now I just have to remember to call her.

Monday, September 23

First day of work, and I am cleaning up over 50 spam messages that appeared in my inbox.

How do the spammers know your email address even before you do?

As a blogger who regularly gets hits for "sexy librarian", I have a little problem with the whole Marian the Librarian stereotype that refuses to die. [via The Spinster Librarian]

"No use crying over spilled milk", eh? How 'bout if it spills all over my black skirt on the first day of my new job? Can I cry then?

Sunday, September 22

Some useful links for today: Caligula's Budget Orgy Calculator, and a handy latin phrase guide to use during your group breeding session.

See? I'm looking out for y'all. Ubi est mea anaticula cumminosa?

Oh, and as long as we're discussing tenuous links, check out the review of Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter. It's frickin' hilarious. [links via 3Bruces]

Two more great sets of Fray pics:

Apollo's
Eric's

Speaking of which, if you're looking for more great pics, or you have pics that you want people to know about, leave a comment with the link over at Fray.org. I know I'm interested in them. And I'm sure others are as well.

Friday, September 20

Life without a cell phone.

I can't decide if I like it or not. In any case, I'm looking into plans.

Any suggestions? Warnings? Horror stories? Good stories? Advice? Questions? Answers?

Thursday, September 19

The Bridge School Benefit lineup has been announced! So far, "James Taylor, Radiohead's Thom York, Jack Johnson, Ryan Adams, Vanessa Carlton, Tenacious D, and Neil Young perform both evenings", and the Foo Fighters on Saturday night.

Tickets go on sale September 22 at 10 a.m. Pacific time and cost $38.75 and $48.75 per day.

Proceeds from the show go to the Bridge School, which was founded by Young and his wife, Pegi, for the communicative and educational development of children with severe speech and physical impairments.

When Office Supplies Attack [via Melly]

Wednesday, September 18

I have found a new hero in Lyle Lovett. He's so cool. Best line that I heard: "We felt even more welcome in this town when I looked out the window and saw not one, but two pickup trucks." And he sings about sensitive penguins. How can you possibly not like this guy?

The concert was a heck of a lot of fun, and Jessa and I had a good time hashing out the differences between the styles of Bonnie Raitt and Lyle Lovett. Despite this, both are excellent musicians and singers, and when they sang together it blended perfectly.

Tuesday, September 17

*gasp* Don't faint, but I got my Renaissance Faire pictures up as well.

Do not take this as evidence that you should expect other pictures with any alacrity. I was just somewhat motivated today for some reason.

Hey everyone! I got my Fray pics online. Go check 'em out!

For anyone who's curious, I haven't started my new job yet. I start on Monday. The 23rd.

Monday, September 16

Courtesy of Brian: The Art of Doing Nothing.

Something I think a lot of people could use a lesson or two in doing.

I just turned in my cell phone to my old company. The most immediate affect of this is that I can't tell what time it is since I don't wear a watch. I'm sure the inability to contact people on a whim will impact my lifestyle in major ways soon enough.

It's my brother's birthday today. I can't believe he's 22 already. Happy birthday, Colin!

This past weekend, I told my grandma that I still wear the muumuus that she gave me a few years ago, and so naturally she gave me a few of hers that she doesn't wear anymore. Also, I admired a sweater that my mom had recently bought, so she gave it to me. (I didn't make either comment with the intention of scoring new clothing - I just keep forgetting that my moms are like this.) The really nice thing about this is that I can, at any time the notion moves me, find their scents in the clothes, which reminds me of when I was little and they'd hold me. I may be a grownup, with an big person's job and a nice apartment and bills and friends and all that stuff, but it's not so bad to be reminded of being a little girl in the arms of two people who love you unconditionally.

Sunday, September 15

Ren Faire rocked. JessaJune and her love got four free tix, parking was free, the new location was cool with many breezes and trees, and I bought a neato new ring. Now, despite having had only 4 hours of sleep last night, spending all day bound in a bodice (unable to sneeze because I couldn't draw enough breath to do so), and not having eaten much since ... well, yesterday morning, I am going to take a shower, soak my feet and watch a movie. What a nice way to end a loooong day and a longer weekend.

And the photos were too cute, so they will be posted soon, probably tomorrow.

Fray rocked.

Now it's time to go to bed so that I can be up bright and early for Ren Faire.

Yawn.

Saturday, September 14

Fray Day 6.

Be there or be square.

Friday, September 13

Via Unxmaal: The Origin of the Smiley

By the way, I managed to keep my fingers off the icing till after I decorated the cake ... and then I just licked the knife. *pats myself on the head*

Why yes, it so happens there is a word for it:

triskaidekaphobia \tris-ky-dek-uh-FOH-bee-uh\, noun:
a morbid fear of the number 13 or the date Friday the 13th
--triskaidekaphobic, adjective and noun; triskaidekaphobe, noun

Triskaidekaphobia is a fairly new word (first found in print in 1911) formed from Greek treiskaideka, triskaideka, thirteen (treis, three + kai, and + deka, ten) + phobos, fear.

There are many theories about the origin of triskaidekaphobia. In medieval Christian countries the number 13 came to be considered unlucky because there were 13 persons at the Last Supper of Christ. Fridays are also unlucky, because the Crucifixion was on a Friday. Hence a Friday falling on the thirteenth day would be regarded as especially unlucky.

Some famous triskaidekaphobes*:
* Napoleon
* Herbert Hoover
* Mark Twain
* Richard Wagner
* Franklin Roosevelt

* Source: "It's just bad luck that the 13th is so often a Friday," Electronic Telegraph, September 8, 1996

Thursday, September 12

I just finished watching 3 hours of MustSeeTV and I remember why I got rid of my cable. More than just the cost savings, I was relieved to be rid of the constant pressure. Pressure from the shows to be like Monica and Rachel and Will and Grace and Carter, all cool and witty and stick-thin. Pressure from the advertisers with their oh-so-subtle marketing techniques, trying to persuade me to be all cool and witty and stick-thin, with the neatest calling plan, hottest shoes, and the Barbie doll makeup.

Trust me, I get it from enough other places, I don't need to pay for a service to do it some more.

Not to mention that I am now as brain-dead as if I had read my cataloging book all over again (ask me sometime about my cataloging class).

We don't hang out much, or even see each other that often, but two of my favorite people just got engaged, and I'm so happy for them!

Via Leila, via Halcyon:
"Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor, for patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind .... And when the drums of war have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind has closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry. Rather, the citizenry, infused with fear and blinded with patriotism, will offer up all of their rights unto the leader, and gladly so. How do I know? For this is what I have done. And I am Caesar."

- William Shakespeare

Sorry, comments on working on that last post at the moment. I'm working on it.

In the meantime, you can leave comments relating to that post here and I'll get them moved over when I fix the other problem.

Whew! Made it through yesterday without mishap (either from the terrorists or from me upon my radio). If you're interested, here's my 9/11 alternate page.

Today I'm heading Home to celebrate 3 family birthdays and one friend birthday (brother on Monday, friend on Tuesday, sister on the 21st and grandma on the 24th). Mom has to work, so I get to make the cakes, and ice them too!

*icing does not need to be "taste-tested"* *cannot eat icing before putting on cakes* *must put most of icing on cakes*

At some point, I'll have to take time away from the cakes to get some gifts.

Never fear, I'll be back for Fray on Saturday. Yay, Fray!

Tuesday, September 10

Via Amit, something to do tomorrow:
SFMOMA

The Museum will open its doors to the community free of charge on Wednesday, September 11, making art freely available to anyone who wishes to seek solace, find hope and inspiration, or simply desires a quiet place in which to contemplate the many emotions and events of the past year.

When in doubt, it's good to know that there are experts in any field you might need help in. For instance, making stuff stick. [via Kevin]

Awww. So sweet. I love it. [via Kevin]

Not that I pay much attention to the news normally, having both a tendency to fall asleep during talk radio and having long ago gotten rid of my television cable, but this afternoon I will enter the no-media zone. It's not the sentiment that bothers me, it's the commercialization, sensationalism, and war-mongering using and manipulating our grief that gets to me. I will remember and commemorate the victims and the heroes of the day in my heart without the help of ABC/CNN/CBS/NBC/ESPN/MTV.

Monday, September 9

Whew! This site is accessible in China. [via Ernie]

Sunday, September 8

I'm the plain classic brown Doc Marten...I'm mellow, down to earth,
and a little on the conservative side.

We went ice skating last night. Much fun was had, despite the ill-fitting skates and someone falling down and hurting his shoulder. Then we looked for a suitable watering hole. The first place wasn't quite what we remembered, and had a $3 cover. The second place (Katie O'Brien's on Howard) was much more to our liking, despite also having a $3 cover.

All this after going out to breakfast, a successful visit to Amoeba, a visit to the movies, and a pizza.

I hereby declare a moratorium on spending money. Right after the art and wine festival downtown today. Yeah, right after that.

Saturday, September 7

Well, everyone was right. My Big Fat Greek Wedding is a great movie.

Friday, September 6

I am one couch richer than I was this morning. Unfortunately, as is the case with some riches, there just isn't enough room in my apartment for it.

Hey everyone! Ticketmaster is offering $10 lawn seats for the upcoming Bonnie Raitt/Lyle Lovett concert TODAY ONLY.

Actually, it comes out to $16 a ticket, but that's still less than half of what they normally charge to sit on the grass, a mile away from the stage. I was so sad that I couldn't go, but even unemployed, I can afford this.

And if any of you know what the elusive Yahoo! password is to get 2 tix for the price of 1, please let me know where you found it. Thanks!

Thursday, September 5

Heh. Someone's sorry to see summer go. And I know exactly how they feel. Sigh. (09/04/2002)

I'd like to say that this is an example of too much time on one's hands, but it's so amazing, I'll just keep that comment to myself.

Harry Potter Nimbus 2000 Broom The humor is in the comments.

My worst fear. EVER. The way teens talk, like, serves a purpose

via Kevin

Who Will Bring Closure To A Grieving Nation?
On Sept. 11, 2002, Americans will sort through emotions ranging from anger to grief, pain, and a profound sense of loss. But while the day will surely be difficult to endure, it remains unclear which television network will rise to the occasion, with its sensitive, cathartic anniversary coverage helping us decide what to feel while bringing a sense of closure to our national period of mourning.
I'm glad I got rid of my cable.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it:
For my 100 K celebrations, I will be conducting a super 10 photo contest through out the month of September. A new category will be announced every three days starting September 3rd. You will have three days to shoot and complete the task.

This "get up early to go to work"* business is going to take some getting used to. The idea of actually working while at work will be a severe shock to the system.

* I am going into the old job on a part-time basis till the new job starts, to help them get some stuff squared away before they lose me forever, hence the work comments.

Wednesday, September 4

While some advocate the use of makeup for men, I'm not a fan of the practice. And really, Richard Chamberlain should never have had rouge put on him.

Makes you proud, don't it?
Look, I... I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O'Connell! But I am proud of what I am! .... I... am a librarian!
Evelyn, The Mummy

Tuesday, September 3

The observant reader can tell that I was at work today. Hence the copious posts.

If you could design an air sickness bag, what would yours look like? :: design for chunks™ ::

Everyone needs a landspeeder. [via Joel]

You truly can find the most unlikely people online.

Not that I'm into Pamela Anderson, but how in the world did I miss ''Stripperella''?!? I wonder if it's still on cable somewhere, or if it even showed up at all. [via TechGirl]

As of 2 minutes ago, I officially accepted the new job.

Yay!

Living Space. I know two women dealing with maternity right now. One just delivered her boy a few weeks ago, the other just found out she's pregnant with twins. I think they'd see the humor here.

On the playa. I'm happy my friends had a great time. I'm glad they're back, too.

Monday, September 2

My fan finally came out of the closet tonight.

In other denial news, I have been ignoring the existence of summer all summer long. During May, I was giving up all sorts of non-essentials, such as the gym membership I never used and the television cable I used too much, in anticipation of lean times ahead. In June, those lean times hit as I was laid off.

I had intended to search out all sorts of cheap ways to take advantage of the good weather and long days and get out of my apartment and get in shape and in touch with what I really wanted to do with my life. Instead, I sat on my ass all summer long, keeping my apartment painfully clean and worrying about my lack of funds for essentials such as rent and food.

Now I have the security of a job, and just as everyone tells me that summer is over (pshaw!), I finally feel free to get out and do all the things I was afraid of doing for the past three months (just like my fan!). And I have two weeks to do them. Watch out, here I come.

And thanks to the quick thinking of my mom this evening, I will be able to attend Fray Day after all. Go Mom!

That's all. I hope y'all had a nice Labor Day!

Hapy Birthday, Edmond!!

Ev's nephew, Parker, on euphemisms for girls:
Parker: "Where we going, Dad?"
Dad: "We're going to pick up chicks."
<driving, driving, driving...>
Parker: "Dad, are the chicks already dead, or do we have to shoot 'em?"

Sunday, September 1

Since I know that my loyal readers (as well as those from US Daily Report) were all concerned, I thought I'd inform y'all that I went out tonight. Yes, disaster has been narrowly averted. I had a good time. Hopefully, I'll get to do this again soon.

It's the middle of Labor Day weekend and everyone I know is busy with other plans.

I'm kinda lost as to what to do with myself. Hmmmm.... I'm not as good at alone as I used to be. I guess there's no time like the present to get good at it again.

If anyone wants to hang out, give me a call on my cell phone, will ya? I think I'm going to go for a drive.