Damn, It's Hot
I try to think of it as conditioning for Ohio, because it's so much hotter there than I'm used to, but still. Damn hot. Last night I was bored and chose a movie to watch based purely on the fact that large portions take place in cold climates. ("The Prestige" in case you're wondering...it made me want to write Nikola Tesla slash again.)
My tickets are in town somewhere, but I probably won't get them until Monday. I got a slip from the mail carrier that they had something that would't fit in my mailbox on Thursday, so I put it back out with a note to leave my package behind the shrub next to my front door (I left a box there for them to drop it in, as I have done many times before.) When I got home from work on Friday, I didn't expect my tickets to have been delivered, but I was surprised to find the slip still there, and no mail. The mail carrier never came on Friday. What the hell? The slip finally got picked up on Saturday, but now the timing sucks. I always wait to open them with my friend, but she's coming over today, and then won't be able to come over again for two weeks! There's no way I'm sitting on those tickets for two weeks. At the very least, I have to open the envelope so I can RSVP for the draw party. Drat. Stupid Olympics.
Regarding Wimbledon, I could hardly be happier. I print the draw of all big tournaments and go through it with a highlighter to mark all the players we support. It's fun to watch the highlighted players move on and take over. As of yesterday, the entire top half of the draw is highlighted, and all but three players on the bottom half are highlighted. I like some more than others, mind you, but it's still fun to see so many on my guys doing well.
Go Arnaud!
Okay, and I also spotted this meme over at
thyrfing's journal and had to post it:
You are in a mall when the zombies attack. You have:
1. one weapon.
2. one song blasting on the speakers.
3. one famous person to fight alongside you.
* Weapon can be real or fictional; you may assume endless ammo if applicable. Person can be real or fictional.
1. Zombies, right? So either a sword, or a flamethrower...probably have to go with the sword, there, so I don't burn the place to the ground with me still in it.
2. Zoot Suit Riot, by the Cherry Poppin Daddies, because zombies and swing music...that would be awesome.
3. Dean Winchester, without hesitation. He'd hate the music, but he'd kick ass. (And look hot doing it.)
My tickets are in town somewhere, but I probably won't get them until Monday. I got a slip from the mail carrier that they had something that would't fit in my mailbox on Thursday, so I put it back out with a note to leave my package behind the shrub next to my front door (I left a box there for them to drop it in, as I have done many times before.) When I got home from work on Friday, I didn't expect my tickets to have been delivered, but I was surprised to find the slip still there, and no mail. The mail carrier never came on Friday. What the hell? The slip finally got picked up on Saturday, but now the timing sucks. I always wait to open them with my friend, but she's coming over today, and then won't be able to come over again for two weeks! There's no way I'm sitting on those tickets for two weeks. At the very least, I have to open the envelope so I can RSVP for the draw party. Drat. Stupid Olympics.
Regarding Wimbledon, I could hardly be happier. I print the draw of all big tournaments and go through it with a highlighter to mark all the players we support. It's fun to watch the highlighted players move on and take over. As of yesterday, the entire top half of the draw is highlighted, and all but three players on the bottom half are highlighted. I like some more than others, mind you, but it's still fun to see so many on my guys doing well.
Go Arnaud!
Okay, and I also spotted this meme over at
thyrfing's journal and had to post it:
You are in a mall when the zombies attack. You have:
1. one weapon.
2. one song blasting on the speakers.
3. one famous person to fight alongside you.
* Weapon can be real or fictional; you may assume endless ammo if applicable. Person can be real or fictional.
1. Zombies, right? So either a sword, or a flamethrower...probably have to go with the sword, there, so I don't burn the place to the ground with me still in it.
2. Zoot Suit Riot, by the Cherry Poppin Daddies, because zombies and swing music...that would be awesome.
3. Dean Winchester, without hesitation. He'd hate the music, but he'd kick ass. (And look hot doing it.)