The Roommate Formerly Known as the Candy Formerly Known as Eye wandered into the living room in his towel.
Him: I should get dressed.
Me: Yep.
Him: But I don't want to. I can meet Karen's mom naked, can't I?
Me: At least wear the towel.
Him: I'll wear a sock.
Me: How will you keep it from falling off?
Him: Socks don't fall off my feet.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Help me with my schoolwork?
I need to write a short essay for a class I'm taking regarding how technology has changed the way people communicate in the last decade. Insanely broad, eh? Anyway, I'm relatively strong on modern technology, but 10 years ago in 1999, all I had was school email. That was my crazy technology. So I'm trying to make a list of the different technologies that are used for communication that have made it big in the last ten years. Would anyone like to add to the list?
- Cell phones
- Text messaging
- Instant messaging
- YouTube
- MySpace
- Tweet
- MMORPG
- Pagers
- Skype
- Friendster
- Second Life
Also, I am totally going to reference this in my essay:
Monday, September 14, 2009
A poem with which I am quite in love:
Be good, be good, be always good,
And now & then be clever,
But don’t you ever be too good,
Nor ever be too clever;
For such as be too awful good
They awful lonely are,
And such as often clever be
Get cut & stung & trodden on by persons of lesser mental capacity, for this kind do by a law of their construction regard exhibitions of superior intellectuality as an offensive impertinence leveled at their lack of this high gift, & are prompt to resent such-like exhibitions in the manner above indicated — & are they justifiable? alas, alas they
(It is not best to go on; I think the line is already longer than it ought to be for real true poetry.)
– Mark Twain
Be good, be good, be always good,
And now & then be clever,
But don’t you ever be too good,
Nor ever be too clever;
For such as be too awful good
They awful lonely are,
And such as often clever be
Get cut & stung & trodden on by persons of lesser mental capacity, for this kind do by a law of their construction regard exhibitions of superior intellectuality as an offensive impertinence leveled at their lack of this high gift, & are prompt to resent such-like exhibitions in the manner above indicated — & are they justifiable? alas, alas they
(It is not best to go on; I think the line is already longer than it ought to be for real true poetry.)
– Mark Twain
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Odds and Ends
-- One of the accounts I handle has a location in a city called called Tarpon Springs. Every week for two years I've read that as "Tampon Springs."
-- This is awesome.
-- The Candy Formerly Known as Eye has been here for about a month, and things are going swimmingly. He makes waffles, I make cheesey scrambled eggs. He makes grilled cheese, I make pasta. I dust, he vacuums. I do the dishes, he cleans the bathroom. We watch Veronica Mars and She-Ra. It's all kinds of awesome here.
-- I am the air hockey master of the universe.
-- I am awfully sleepy.
-- My nephews would like me to marry the Candy Formerly Known as Eye. "Ask him out," the oldest urges me. "Who knows? Maybe you'll be his first date!" I tell them I sort of have a thing for another guy. "Two boys?!" the youngest is shocked. "When can you get a ticket to Lake Havasu City? I think we need to sit down and talk about this." They're adorable.
-- Everytime I go to the dentist (and I'm going a lot these days) I come out and go to the Gap and pity shop for myself. Happily, I desperately need some cool weather clothing, so it's not wasted money. But it's the Gap! When did they get all this cute clothing I look great in? I'm a bourgeoise slut.
-- This is awesome.
-- The Candy Formerly Known as Eye has been here for about a month, and things are going swimmingly. He makes waffles, I make cheesey scrambled eggs. He makes grilled cheese, I make pasta. I dust, he vacuums. I do the dishes, he cleans the bathroom. We watch Veronica Mars and She-Ra. It's all kinds of awesome here.
-- I am the air hockey master of the universe.
-- I am awfully sleepy.
-- My nephews would like me to marry the Candy Formerly Known as Eye. "Ask him out," the oldest urges me. "Who knows? Maybe you'll be his first date!" I tell them I sort of have a thing for another guy. "Two boys?!" the youngest is shocked. "When can you get a ticket to Lake Havasu City? I think we need to sit down and talk about this." They're adorable.
-- Everytime I go to the dentist (and I'm going a lot these days) I come out and go to the Gap and pity shop for myself. Happily, I desperately need some cool weather clothing, so it's not wasted money. But it's the Gap! When did they get all this cute clothing I look great in? I'm a bourgeoise slut.
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