and the first thing you know, you're in it up to your neck
Just as a tip I'll throw out there...got back, couple hours ago, from the Third Thursday movie night at FG. litlbuddha and mutaytedjoe...I know we don't always agree on movies, but I think you guys would really like Crash. It's excellently done, phenomenally acted, and, considering most of the characters start off as repellent bastards, really emotionally involving.
I can see why it won. Controversy aside.
Hey, did you know Christian Kane is fronting a band? Suitably (for Lindsay's character, at least), it's called Kane.
They're nearly old school country. But very nicely played.
Otherwise titled, What I Did Over the Past Two Days.
So, the Reuse Exploratory Intern--aka glowing_fish--is stepping down at some point, and either ceasing to volunteer, or volunteering much less often, because they'll no longer be paying him. In the meantime, the Advanced Receiving office is being turned into the eBay office--random weirdness will still go in there to be tested, but there's going to be much less of "What the hell is this? Well, throw it into Advanced Receiving".
Okay, how does this relate to wire wrestling? This is how:
In order for Tim to get the office he wants, he has to gut the junk in that office and put it somewhere. This turned out to be Receiving--so, over the past two days, box after box of random, demented weirdness came out of AR. Making matters even more chaotic, we had two big drop-offs the past two days, which came with boxes of wires on their own. The truck today, I actually put down on the tally sheet, 2 Me-Sized Boxes, Misc. Because they were. In fact, they probably outweighed me, considering that once we started to gut them, we found monitors, desk-top (plug-in with paper tape, in other words) calculators, and about 45 keyboards. (All of which are currently piled on top of the mouse testing, the keyboard testing, and the CD Drive testing stations, because we ran out of room.)
Today, when I quit, the room looked like some small impaired child had stumbled through, randomly stomping on things and throwing other things in the air. It's remarkably like a three-foot-high cyclone went through the place. But I compare that to what it looked like two days ago--with seven boxes of varying size taking up huge amounts of floor space, my desk becoming the cluttered hold-all for everything I couldn't get to on the other side of the room, and the inevitable floor clutter that arises from sorting through all those various types of wires, cables and plugs.
Oof. And I'm not going back until Saturday. When it will probably really look like a disaster area with new equipment piled everywhere.
'Cos that's just how it goes at FG. :)
I would like to see the pulley system, though.
She's nighttime soap fascinating.
Country Kitchen Duvet Cover skirt-thing.
This reads so much like a Parker Posey rant onscreen. You gotta give them credit for getting the tone right.
Just an excerpt from their (non-pictorial) Bloggies entry: "We is real good with this, and think you all did good with your votes. Fine good. Because good writing is really important to ourself.."
*falls down laughing*
Look at him. He looks like a s3rial kill3r. I'm officially freaked out.
Meanwhile, over on You Knit What??, they've discovered some truly horrific bags: this one is a dead bird, this one has weird big balls all over it, and this one imitates stomach lining,
Also, scarf sets for cats and what to wear with a sucking chest wound.
*falls down laughing again*
And finally, the real fashion pictures (plus one ringer):
And it would be Paris Hilton dragging her feathers around like this...Man, this isn't even a one-use gown; bet me it started to drag out and feather the floor halfway through the first dance...
Paris Hilton arrives at the 14th annual Elton John Academy Awards Viewing Dinner and After-Party in West Hollywood, Calif. (AP Photo/Matt Sayles) (March 05, 2006)
Yep. The man does not know of combs.
He's amazing, Burton is, a great writer and director...but he doesn't know how to brush his hair out to be moderately attractive. Ever.
Director Tim Burton smiles at the Governor's Ball following the 78th Academy Awards. (AP Photo/Chris Carlson) (March 05, 2006)
Um...
Anne?
Why are we...scaled?
Actress Anne Heche arrives at the Vanity Fair Oscar Party at Mortons in West Hollywood, California. (Photo by Evan Agostini/Getty Images) (March 05, 2006) (Getty Images)
This is just waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay overdone.
Like that way.
Either the feathers, or all that crinoline, or the hip panniers, need to go.
Also, all those extra a's.
A model walks the runway at the Andy The-Anh show during Toronto Fashion Week in Toronto on Wednesday. (AP Photo/Aaron Harris, CP) (March 16, 2006)
Whoa. At first I thought this was another retread of the poncho, which--even though they're starting to show up in thrift stores in my size, which means I'm sort of tempted--is a trend I really think needs to die now. But then I realized this poor woman's skirt has actually climbed up her rail-thin body and is attempting to strangle her in folds of wool blend.
Oh, the horror.
A model walks the runway at the David Dixon show during Toronto Fashion Week in Toronto on Wednesday. (AP Photo/CP, Aaron Harris) (March 16, 2006)
These girls are tough--they're tough enough to port out the boat past a dead body. That's TOUGH!
Scullers lift a shell out of the Schuylkill River onto a dock along Philadelphia's Boathouse Row. Laid out on the dock in front of them, covered by a sheet, is a body that was found earlier in the day floating in the river. (AP Photo/Philadelphia Daily News, Jessica Griffin) (March 14, 2006)
Kayo. Changing some songs on the player and going to bed.
I can see why it won. Controversy aside.
Hey, did you know Christian Kane is fronting a band? Suitably (for Lindsay's character, at least), it's called Kane.
They're nearly old school country. But very nicely played.
Otherwise titled, What I Did Over the Past Two Days.
So, the Reuse Exploratory Intern--aka glowing_fish--is stepping down at some point, and either ceasing to volunteer, or volunteering much less often, because they'll no longer be paying him. In the meantime, the Advanced Receiving office is being turned into the eBay office--random weirdness will still go in there to be tested, but there's going to be much less of "What the hell is this? Well, throw it into Advanced Receiving".
Okay, how does this relate to wire wrestling? This is how:
In order for Tim to get the office he wants, he has to gut the junk in that office and put it somewhere. This turned out to be Receiving--so, over the past two days, box after box of random, demented weirdness came out of AR. Making matters even more chaotic, we had two big drop-offs the past two days, which came with boxes of wires on their own. The truck today, I actually put down on the tally sheet, 2 Me-Sized Boxes, Misc. Because they were. In fact, they probably outweighed me, considering that once we started to gut them, we found monitors, desk-top (plug-in with paper tape, in other words) calculators, and about 45 keyboards. (All of which are currently piled on top of the mouse testing, the keyboard testing, and the CD Drive testing stations, because we ran out of room.)
Today, when I quit, the room looked like some small impaired child had stumbled through, randomly stomping on things and throwing other things in the air. It's remarkably like a three-foot-high cyclone went through the place. But I compare that to what it looked like two days ago--with seven boxes of varying size taking up huge amounts of floor space, my desk becoming the cluttered hold-all for everything I couldn't get to on the other side of the room, and the inevitable floor clutter that arises from sorting through all those various types of wires, cables and plugs.
Oof. And I'm not going back until Saturday. When it will probably really look like a disaster area with new equipment piled everywhere.
'Cos that's just how it goes at FG. :)
I would like to see the pulley system, though.
She's nighttime soap fascinating.
Country Kitchen Duvet Cover skirt-thing.
This reads so much like a Parker Posey rant onscreen. You gotta give them credit for getting the tone right.
Just an excerpt from their (non-pictorial) Bloggies entry: "We is real good with this, and think you all did good with your votes. Fine good. Because good writing is really important to ourself.."
*falls down laughing*
Look at him. He looks like a s3rial kill3r. I'm officially freaked out.
Meanwhile, over on You Knit What??, they've discovered some truly horrific bags: this one is a dead bird, this one has weird big balls all over it, and this one imitates stomach lining,
Also, scarf sets for cats and what to wear with a sucking chest wound.
*falls down laughing again*
And finally, the real fashion pictures (plus one ringer):
And it would be Paris Hilton dragging her feathers around like this...Man, this isn't even a one-use gown; bet me it started to drag out and feather the floor halfway through the first dance...
Paris Hilton arrives at the 14th annual Elton John Academy Awards Viewing Dinner and After-Party in West Hollywood, Calif. (AP Photo/Matt Sayles) (March 05, 2006)
Yep. The man does not know of combs.
He's amazing, Burton is, a great writer and director...but he doesn't know how to brush his hair out to be moderately attractive. Ever.
Director Tim Burton smiles at the Governor's Ball following the 78th Academy Awards. (AP Photo/Chris Carlson) (March 05, 2006)
Um...
Anne?
Why are we...scaled?
Actress Anne Heche arrives at the Vanity Fair Oscar Party at Mortons in West Hollywood, California. (Photo by Evan Agostini/Getty Images) (March 05, 2006) (Getty Images)
This is just waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay overdone.
Like that way.
Either the feathers, or all that crinoline, or the hip panniers, need to go.
Also, all those extra a's.
A model walks the runway at the Andy The-Anh show during Toronto Fashion Week in Toronto on Wednesday. (AP Photo/Aaron Harris, CP) (March 16, 2006)
Whoa. At first I thought this was another retread of the poncho, which--even though they're starting to show up in thrift stores in my size, which means I'm sort of tempted--is a trend I really think needs to die now. But then I realized this poor woman's skirt has actually climbed up her rail-thin body and is attempting to strangle her in folds of wool blend.
Oh, the horror.
A model walks the runway at the David Dixon show during Toronto Fashion Week in Toronto on Wednesday. (AP Photo/CP, Aaron Harris) (March 16, 2006)
These girls are tough--they're tough enough to port out the boat past a dead body. That's TOUGH!
Scullers lift a shell out of the Schuylkill River onto a dock along Philadelphia's Boathouse Row. Laid out on the dock in front of them, covered by a sheet, is a body that was found earlier in the day floating in the river. (AP Photo/Philadelphia Daily News, Jessica Griffin) (March 14, 2006)
Kayo. Changing some songs on the player and going to bed.