Wednesday, July 28, 2010

It was all a dream. And you were there...and you were there...and you...

Timmy really liked Inception. He just thought you all might like to know. In case you were on the fence about seeing it or something.

We cooked a bunch of things yesterday and today but I only got pictures of part of the process. I'll probably post those when I get home cause I'm too lazy to get my camera out right now. Tomorrow we're driving out to Gilroy to finish up my back to school shopping. It's about a 90 minute drive so odds are I'll be sleeping part of the way.

That's about all I've got to report for now, so I'll be off.

Remember to go see Inception, though. It was a damn good movie.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Dad's creepy night light

Today Dad and I went to the outlet mall in Vacaville for some back to school shopping. Timmy, of course, was in attendance and offered fashion advice when needed.

Vacaville means "Coo-beastie town" in Spanish!

I got a couple good cardigans and some comfy long sleeved shirts that will be good for fall and winter. I still need to pick up another pair of jeans, a new pair of sneakers, and some socks. If I find a new zip up hoodie that I actually like on top of all that I'll be really lucky.

We grabbed In-N-Out for lunch and headed back to the house to snack on jelly beans and watch Zorro the Gay Blade. Afterwards we drove down the hill and had sushi for dinner. I think tomorrow Dad and I are going to do some cooking for his office meeting/unit party thing on Wednesday.

On another note, I realized as I was starting to fall asleep last night that Dad's alarm clock has this creepy light feature that projects the time in big red letters onto the ceiling. I tried taking a picture but you can only see it when all the lights are off and the only thing you'd see is red numbers on a black background anyway. It doesn't quite capture the creepy/weird effect of seeing it on the ceiling. In any case, I now have Birdhouse In Your Soul stuck in my head. Hit it, John! Er, and John.


By the way, have any of you seen Cupcake Wars yet? That shit is intense! And the judges are all dicks! Jesus Christ, people, they're only cupcakes!

Aaaaand now of course I want a cupcake. Stupid food network.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Gru :D

O hai.

So I got into Oakland today at about 2:30. Dad picked me up and we went to Daphne's for gyros--nom! Then we walked over to the movie theatre and saw Despicable Me. Timmy liked the minions a lot. Gru is freaking adorable :D I want to bundle him up and take him home. Maybe I will crochet a Gru scarf for myself this winter. I can creep around pretending to steal giant monuments ^.^

Seriously though, Despicable Me was a really good film. The story is good, the animation is great (a lot of French people worked on this film, incidentally), and the minions are hilarious. If you get the chance, definitely go see it.

Now I'm back at Dad's place watching old Bugs Bunny cartoons. I never realized before how many drugs Bugs can knock back in the space of one cartoon o.O

Also, Dad found a website where people post pictures of their airline meals and rate the quality of the food. That just sounds like something my dad would do, doesn't it?

Going to San Francisco for a week

Dear Mom,

Please take care of my cat while I'm gone. Tell him he is a pretty cat. And a good cat. Tell him I haven't abandoned him and I'll be back soon.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

This just in from San Diego Comic-Con

Guillermo del Toro to direct new 'Haunted Mansion' (AP)

Cooooooool.

Can't wait to see what Del Toro comes up with. Click the link for the full story.

Friday, July 16, 2010

The hell, you say?

Ok, so in case you haven't seen the Associated Press article yet (http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_web_i_write_like), there's this website called I Write Like that's becoming increasingly popular. All you have to do is copy and paste a few paragraphs of your writing into the text box and the website will analyze your writing style, mostly based on word choice according to the AP article. I decided to play around with this a bit to see if my given writing style varies depending on genre/subject matter. Here are the results.

A selection of my 2008 NaNoWriMo novel, which I've been working on recently:

I write like
James Joyce

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!


Apparently I'm a chip off the old block despite not having read anything by James Joyce. Bad, English major, bad! *slaps wrist* Anyone have any suggestions?

(edit: 11:39 pm) I pasted the first few paragraphs of the same novel, which I haven't touched since 2008, to see if I'd get a different result and got J.D. Salinger. That's kinda cool.


A fantasy novel I have sworn to finish one day and haven't worked on since I was in high school:

I write like
Stephenie Meyer

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!


In my defense, I did write it when I was in high school and I left all the formatting mistakes (paragraph wise) intact. For authenticity. All this says, really, is that Stephanie Meyer apparently writes like a shy, nerdy, 16 year old. I think I can hear Scott laughing at me all the way from Canada.


And finally, a blog post. Specifically, the one about Trix:

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!


I haven't read anything by Stephen King, either. Amazing how I write like all these authors I've never read.

Who do you write like? Share it in the comments!

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Just because it's true doesn't mean I have to like it.

Skeeve sent me a link to this a little while ago

Funny celebrity photos - J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter
see more Lol Celebs

That's right, internet, rub it in why don't you.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Happy Birthday, Skeeve!

Today Skeeve turns 25 years old, which means that in exactly one week I will be 24. And that's just weird.


I have known this woman for 13 years. 13 freaking years! That's longer than most marriages last these days. Now I don't want to get all mushy and stuff, but I do want to take a moment to just say thanks. Cause if I'd never met you, Skeeve, I wouldn't have had half the adventures that I've had since we met when we were 11 and 12 years old. Thanks for making my life more awesome. And have a fantabulous birthday! :D

Today is a great day for justice

For I...have conquered the granny square.


Apparently my great grandmother's mad crochet skillz are hereditary. Anyone care to guess what you're all getting for Christmas? If you said blankets, you guessed right.

Welp, back to the granny squares. I've only got about a bajillion of these to go before December.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Omg, best ice cream flavor ever!

The carton says "Brownie ChewGooder", in case you can't read backwards. Seriously, though, this is one of the best ice cream flavors I've ever tasted. The brownies are gooey and delicious and just rich enough to take the edge off the sweetness of the vanilla ice cream and caramel swirls. I had to stop and tell the world

Ok, that's it. Now stop staring at me so I can finish this carton without the added guilt of witnesses.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

4th of July Live from My Bedroom

8:12 pm Both cats are inside and have so far managed not to kill each other. Lights are dimmed and new age music is on. Minor complaints in the form of vocalizations from Oberon.

8:14 pm Pearl is hogging the bed.

8:16 pm About 30 minutes let until blueberry pie is done. Woo!

8:21 pm Obie is a bit chatty but I'm appeasing him with petting. Engaging Doctor Who.

8:32 pm I think I just heard the first fireworks.

8:40 pm I <3 David Tennant.

9:04 pm Just took the blueberry pie out of the oven and put the brownies in. Feline truce is still in effect.

9:09 pm The big booms are starting now. Obie is calm but not pleased. Pearl sleeps on, oblivious.

9:49 pm So far the cats have done a really good job of ignoring each other.

10:18 pm Oh. Nevermind.

10:42 pm I have one cat curled up by my chest and another draped over my legs. I wonder if this is how crazy cat ladies feel.

11:05 pm Ok, Obie has realized that he and Pearl are sharing a bed and he's not happy about it.

11:53 pm Aaaaaaand Pearl has officially left (i.e. been evicted from) the bedroom. After trying to steal Obie's dinner. There's still a few fireworks going off here and there but otherwise it's mostly quiet so she ought to be fine. I doubt she's going outside any time soon. In the mean time I'm going to keep Obie inside as long as possible, though he'll probably insist on going out in a few hours. It ought to be safe by then.

Well, it's about five til midnight and I am officially concluding Catwatch 2010. Hope you all had as much fun as I did. I'm gonna go eat some blueberry pie!

Happy Birthday, Alicia!


I don't have a more recent picture, so here's one from a few years ago. Gods, I can't believe that was Evan's first RenFaire. I'm getting old :P

Sorry, what was that? What do you mean "is there anything else I'd like to add"? Today is Alicia's birthday, what else could there--

Oh.
Right.

*sigh* Happy National Blow Shit Up Day, everyone. Or as you normal people call it, Independence Day, 4th of July, whatever. I hate this fecking holiday.

Now, before the thought police cart me away, allow me to make it clear that I don't hate America. Or the fact that we have a special day on which we celebrate America's birthday. I've got no problem with that. My problem is with the idiots who set themselves on fire every year and fill the air with enough smog and sulfur to choke a herd of elephants.

Every 4th of July I sit inside, lights low, quiet music playing, and try to amuse myself whilst making sure that the animals are all safe and comfortable so they don't go ballistic at the sound of....well, ballistics. Broadly speaking, this holiday sucks. For pet owners, for environmentalists, and for the firemen that have to go and save your stupid ass when you set your apartment on fire trying to launch rockets from your roof.

Please. Leave the fireworks to the professionals. It's what Sam the Eagle would do.


And now that I've finished my safety/anti-stupid PSA, I am announcing a live blog (well, sort of) of tonight's events. I will be sitting locked in my room with two cats who hate each other, trying to make sure that both are safe and calm while I watch reruns of something British. Probably Doctor Who. Hey, you celebrate America's independence in your way and I'll celebrate it in mine. By recognizing the fact that 234 years ago we all used to be British.

Cheerio then.