Not quite lightning... let's call it Static Electricity Blog Update
Okay. First of all, hi.
Shout out to Mousse & Sqrrl, first of all, for all the mad love. I feel much loved, even as I am mocked... people have... mocked me... ;) 'Wizened geezer?' That's cold, girl! The more you mock, the less I am about 4 AM. ;)
I'm only 1/3 of the way through Episode 5, and I freakin' LOVED Skybombers! Dig it! I think you might like Living Things, because they have a similar hard-rockin' vibe (though more muscular, not as raw-edged).
To all of you who don't know WTF I'm talking about, go to iTunes and search for the Mousse and Sqrrl podcast. You will not be disappointed.
I've been away for a bit dealing with a very difficult family crisis, and then I got back to find that Halibut was down f'real, no foolin' this time. So I turn to the blog to get my ya-yas out.
This is less of a ya-ya, though. More of a ya-yuck. I just finished having dinner and feeding all the animules, and turned to the computer to do some dinking around, downloading, and catching up on my webcomics. I poured myself a tall, skinny glass of milk (no, not a euphemism for Sarah Chalke, more's the pity), and grabbed some chocolate chips to nibble on.
I popped in a few chips, chewed them up, took a sip of milk and...
Yeah. I have never, in my life, taken a drink of sour milk before. That was fucking DISGUSTING. It was really nauseating because I always associate milk with sweet taste - probably because I usually drink it with cake, chocolate, or PB&J sandwiches - and this was like taking a drink of salted milk mixed with chocolate. Ug. Vile. I had to get some Ceres passionfruit juice to take the taste out of my mouth.
And then I jumped on the intarwubs to share it with you, dear friends! Ain't the blogsphereverse just the bees' knees?
Shout out to Mousse & Sqrrl, first of all, for all the mad love. I feel much loved, even as I am mocked... people have... mocked me... ;) 'Wizened geezer?' That's cold, girl! The more you mock, the less I am about 4 AM. ;)
I'm only 1/3 of the way through Episode 5, and I freakin' LOVED Skybombers! Dig it! I think you might like Living Things, because they have a similar hard-rockin' vibe (though more muscular, not as raw-edged).
To all of you who don't know WTF I'm talking about, go to iTunes and search for the Mousse and Sqrrl podcast. You will not be disappointed.
I've been away for a bit dealing with a very difficult family crisis, and then I got back to find that Halibut was down f'real, no foolin' this time. So I turn to the blog to get my ya-yas out.
This is less of a ya-ya, though. More of a ya-yuck. I just finished having dinner and feeding all the animules, and turned to the computer to do some dinking around, downloading, and catching up on my webcomics. I poured myself a tall, skinny glass of milk (no, not a euphemism for Sarah Chalke, more's the pity), and grabbed some chocolate chips to nibble on.
I popped in a few chips, chewed them up, took a sip of milk and...
Yeah. I have never, in my life, taken a drink of sour milk before. That was fucking DISGUSTING. It was really nauseating because I always associate milk with sweet taste - probably because I usually drink it with cake, chocolate, or PB&J sandwiches - and this was like taking a drink of salted milk mixed with chocolate. Ug. Vile. I had to get some Ceres passionfruit juice to take the taste out of my mouth.
And then I jumped on the intarwubs to share it with you, dear friends! Ain't the blogsphereverse just the bees' knees?