Monday, December 29, 2008

The Mary Tyler Moore Show was one of the greatest TV shows of the 1970s. Hands down.

Mayonaise haves nightmare bike

Today was my great-grandmother's 90th birthday. Longevity seems to run in the family, her mother lived to be 103. Everyone from that side of the family got together at my great-aunt's house and I got to see cousins I haven't seen in years. My great-uncle and 2 of my cousins who moved to Pennsylvania quite a few years ago and my cousins from Malden whom I haven't seen since their high school graduations. We took numerous group pictures such as all the children, then all the grand and great-grandchildren (that was a huge group). I think she's even a great-great-grandmother now. She suffers from dementia, but she's doing pretty well. She repeats herself a lot, but she doesn't forget big things yet. She's in good spirits and jokes about it even. She even has a boyfriend at the assisted-living complex she lives in. At Christmas she told my grandmother that he could be her "next step-father." So we had a good time catching up with everyone and celebrating such an auspicious milestone.

Later, I went to see Yes Man with Wig. The Showcase Cinemas in Revere has "Director's Hall" theaters now which cost, like, $2 more. I had movie passes but still had to pay the difference and we weren't going to wait an hour for the later show that was in a regular theater. But it's worth the 2 extra bucks cuz the seats are more comfortable and they recline slightly, there's stadium seating but that's everywhere nowadays, but the kicker is the ushers show you to your seat and will actually go fetch concessions for you so you don't miss any previews or the movie. We didn't have to take advantage of this service but it's good to know for future excursions.
Yes Man is beyond hysterical. Go see it and you will not be disappointed. One of Jim Carrey's best works, and the scene where he bungee jumps, he really bungee jumped. I saw it on the Comedy Central's Reel Comedy. I think he also really learned to play guitar and Korean (at least the sentences he said in the movie) cuz the scene where he's talking Luis Guzman down off the ledge it looks like he's really playing and I can tell fake-playing. But yeah, funniest movie since I saw Pineapple Express. Which is coming to DVD next week woot.

Tomorrow I'm just staying in and finishing cleaning this shithole. I started Saturday and it already starts to look better but I got a ton of stuff to go through and reorganize and get rid of some stuff and finish dusting. So that's going to be exciting. I'll probably watch more Mary Tyler Moore season 1 while I do it. I ordered Houe and Mary Tyler Moore from Columbia House. It was $9.95 for both and I also got 1000 points from MyPoints. And I have 2 years to buy the 4 required regular price DVDs so it's not too bad. I did Columbia House for CDs years ago so it's cool. I'm gonna get some TV series boxsets I've been wanting for a long time, even though I shouldn't, I have so much shit already which is why I gotta clean out my room. But it's the packrat collector in me, I can't help it.
But that's all for tomorrow. Wig'll be working and Flav'll be out West and Gahm's in Maine with the gang cuz the Monkey's brother is back from Germany where he's stationed at a military base. Wig would've gone too but the Monkeys (Dave and Mikey) both work at QuickPhone too and all 3 of them couldn't have the days off. But Wig is taking advantage of this by sucking up a ton more hours and get even more money.

So that's all for now. If somthing interesting happens at all while I'm cleaning I'll update tomorrow.

Friday, December 26, 2008

I Give You Permission to Rock

Work was surprisingly not shitty today. It was only kinda busy and there weren't too many assholes. (although my co-worker Nick had someone first thing in the morning demand that a Wii be delivered to her right that minute...cuz customers expect the impossible during Season). A shitload of people just came out of nowhere around 1 though and it got wikkid busy then but it wasn't ridiculous. So I retained my sanity for my entire shift for the first time in 2 months.

Then I went home and enjoyed some Subway and stuck an Etsy Mini thing on this bloggie.

Later I went to see Ultrasonic Rock Orchestra with Melissa at the Stuart Street Theater in Boston's glamorous theater district. They're an awesome band that does covers of Queen, David Bowie, The Who, Beatles as well as their own stuff on a grand scale: they have like 20 singers and 3 or 4 guitarists. Check them out http://www.youtube.com/user/UltrasonicRock. The show blew me away. One of the guitarists was practically the clone of Queen guitarist Brian May, and there was one female singer who had such a great voice. Some of the songs they did were Bohemiam Rhapsody, Ziggy Stardust, Here Comes the Sun, Fat Bottomed Girls...they did a LOT of Queen. It was a great experience.

But I must stop myself before I'm up til 3AM again. I have to be at work at 8 tomorrow. Then I'm going to go to Kohl's w/Der Flavmeister and try to finally clean my room. It needs a total overhaul and I gotta get rid of some stuff and rearrange or find new storage solutions for a bunch of things. I am way too cluttered (either it's a Freudian slip or I'm still not used to laptop keyboards but I first typed "clittered")

12 seasons and Cartman is still the biggest douchebag. I love how South Park still does not get old.

Why am I still up?

I should've waited until tomorrow to start blogging again. It's 3AM and I'm still setting up all the little frilly things on this thing. Granted, I don't have to be at work til 1030, but I still gotta get up a 830 to give me enough time to get ready then it takes 20-30 minutes to get to work. So now I only have 5 1/2 hours sleep. Brilliant. So I guess I'll call it quits now and do all the Etsy mini-ads and shit tomorrow after work and before Ultrasonic Rock Orchestra. I can tell having a laptop of my own is a bad idea. I'll be online instead of doing anything else.

I love how Stephen Hawking played himself on Star Trek: The Next Generation (and Simpsons and Futurama)

Good night

Or should I say Good morning?

X-mas Yummies and New Beginnings

Wow I just opened a blogger account! You may ask me, "Danielle, why would you go and do that when you have a LiveJournal, a MySpace and a FaceBook you haven't posted to in nearly a year?" Well, today for Christmas I got my very own shiny new HP Pavilion laptop, which means finding time to sit and use the computer won't be an ordeal because I can properly multi-task and be online in my comfy room or my living room, my kitchen, a pretentious coffee shop, or even work once they get wi-fi (although it's just a rumor). So now I can actually make regular updates to a blog. But now which blog do I keep up with, or do I update them all at the same time? I have some friends on LiveJournal that aren't on FaceBook or MySpace and vice versa and thrice versa (I think I just made that up, but what would you say when you had 3 things instead of 2 to vice versa?) I could just copy and paste, cuz I'm certainly not going to type the same thing over again 3 times. But then I decided why not creat a Blogger which is so sleek and shiny and make just one post and link to it from my other three thingies? That way people only on one or the other networking site can still access my bloggies but without the repetition of it actually being on each site. This is also fruitful for my LiveJournal buds so that my often-long posts won't clog their friends page. Plus I don't know, all the cool kids have a Blogger and I'm such a sheep sometimes. (Although I believe the singular should be "shoop" and only the plural be "sheep." It sounds more natural that way. Gives new meaning to the Salt n Pepa song too)

So I stole the title of my blog from Wig; it's the name he gave his wireless router network *shrugs*

So I'm sitting here in my bedroom blogging on my new laptop which is on a Belkin lap desk that has a USB powered cooling fan in it that keeps the computer from overheating and chills my thighs at the same time, nestled in my new AC/DC fleece blanket, eating my grandmother's galleano cake and watching a Star Trek: The Next Generation marathon. It's a good Christmas. The Next Gen marathon was a gift to Trekkies everywhere since no one plays Next Gen reruns on a regular basis anymore. Spike TV went from having 6 hours of 3 different Star Trek incarnations every weekday to showing Voyager at like 2AM on Thursdays or something. And while I'm on Star Trek - I didn't find out that Majel Barrett Roddenberry died earlier this week until today. Again I'm the last to know. While Sci-Fi is playing 24 hours worth of Next Gen, TBS is continuing Christmas tradition with it's Christmas Story marathon, which made Wig and I think of combining the 2 marathons. So me, Wig, Fontana and Gahmstead began assigning Next Gen characters to Christmas Story characters and boy was it silly:

Captain Picard: the father
Data: Ralphie
Wesley Crusher: Ralphie's little brother
Geordie LaForge: Ralphie's friend
Worf: the bully
Dr Crusher: the mother
Deanna Troi: the leg lamp (cuz she was mostly eye candy on the show, I mean for an empath she was always stating the obvious: "I sense...great anger" while the aliens are like, screaming in rage and shooting photons at the Enterprise)
Riker: the Santa that says "You'll shoot your eye out, kid" (cuz he's got a beard)
a bunch of Vulcans: the waiters at the Chinese restaurant

This is what happens when geeks get together on the holidays...

Also, I got Wig and everyone to watch the Mystery Science Theater 3000 episode for Santa Claus Conquers the Martians. At first they were just like "What kind of drugs were these people on?" but by the end of the movie they were thoroughly entertained and glad I brought it over. It also has Wig and Gahm wanting to get their PS3 fixed sooner so they can take advantage of that new commentary feature Blu-Ray movies have. The first movie they want to "Mystery Science" is Mamma Mia. LOL. But they have to see more classic MST3K movies like Squirm and Soultaker.

So I have have NO side mirrors on my car. About 2 months ago I side-swiped a parked car on Spring St - a notorious street for this to happen cuz of all the cars parked on both sides and the sometimes almost impossible task of 2 cars passing on both sides at the same time. The replacement is still in its box in my dining room - my dad hasn't had time to find anyone to attach it nor have I been home from work when he's home from work for him to be able to bring it in. Then last night I was at Wig's house and he lives on Harvard St now which is also notorious for side-swipes. And his house is the 2nd in from Main St, right on the intersection and I was parked right in front of the house and I was a little further out on the street cuz of the snow in the way. I came out at midnight to find my driver side mirror shattered to bits. Now the side mirrors on the Pontiac Grand Prixs of the early 2000s are made of really, really thick almost indestructable plastic. When I broke the passenger side one, the casing was completely intact, I just knocked the actual mirror part out. The plastic casing of the driver side mirror looks ripped to shreds, which means someone going really fast and/or a big truck smashed right into it. I'm kinda not surprised, it was bound to happen on that street sometime. Changing lanes on the highway's gonna be a bitch for a while.

So tomorrow (well, technically today since it's 130 AM) I don't have to work until 1030 AM, which is a novel experience after either working overnight or having to be in at 6 or 7 AM for the entirety of the Season. I feel like I haven't slept since October. It'll be good to get back to a normalish schedule. Also, I'm technically graduated! Professional Music chair Kenn Brass e-mailed me back after I sent him my final project summary with a congratulations and told me that he sent in the necessary paperwork. There's no actual grade, but the credits are there on my transcript which means I have credit for the course I didn't have to take and have all the required credits for graduation. I just don't know if they're going to mail me my degree or if I have to contact someone at the school. Now I just have to obtain my actual teacher's license and I have a possible job already lined up at the McGlynn middle school. The principal, James Devaney, has been asking my dad about me for years (my dad's a janitor there for those of you who don't know) since he found out I was going to Berklee for music ed. He's wanted me to be a music teacher at his school forever and he hasn't even seen me teach yet! Especially now that he can no longer stand one of the teachers there who's a total cunt. So I could be replacing her within a year or 2. I have to look into how to apply for the license - I got my degree and I passed the licensure exam a year back, I think I still have to student teach. I might also look into substituting untl then.

So now that it'll be easier to blog, I'll be updating more often.

Also visit my Etsy and buy some handmade jewelry: stringtheory101.etsy.com. More on that in later blogs.