Saturday, June 08, 2002

netrunning datahacking icecracking slinkware...

I've been reading my CyberPunk2.0.2.0. books again.

...I'll write it all, some day. Eventually. If I, like, ever get any inspiration ever again...
Posted by: Shannon M.: 1:29 AM |

We might be getting another German Shepherd -- a puppy named Vera/Vira/Veera. I think we're going to go meet her tomorrow. Whee!
Posted by: Shannon M.: 1:30 AM |

Un Tipo Rudo -- I like the expression on his face. *Grin* And a pretty girl (the picture makes a little more sense if you tip your head so that she's looking up). The pictures were taken by Alejandro Barragan, who is a student at UAA. His other work, and the work of his father, can be found at the Barragan Zone.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 5:44 PM |

Updated the Regular Reads to the east, there.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 7:55 PM |

Just checking something out.

....Eeek! *Blink* No one ever mentioned that the sidebar over there is all stretched and strange. *Pokes at it*
Posted by: Shannon M.: 11:17 PM |

Thursday, June 06, 2002

Well. -I- have been making myself _very_ proud by fighting with IRC and -winning-.

*Grin* If anyone is interested in playing Konamasi storylines again, lemme know... I know -I- am.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 12:52 AM |

I need to go to bed. But I fought the serv, and I won. Heh.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 12:55 AM |

I wonder what I'll name my squid?
Posted by: Shannon M.: 12:57 AM |

Wednesday, June 05, 2002

Dear EarthLink Marketing:

Don't send any more of your broadband satellite flyers to my address. Not only does EarthLink NOT offer satellite service in Alaska, EL doesn't even offer it for Mac users. This household being A) located in Alaska and B) containing Mac users at a ratio of two to one over Wintel users, your 'offer' is basically -useless-.

Not at ALL impressed,
Shan
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:33 AM |

On a more cheery note... And now for proof that I -am- a visual creature: Jhonen Vasquez's artwork is interesting.

Vasquez himself? MmmmMMmm. _Interesting_. Blue hair, blond hair, red hair... It doesn't matter to me.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:37 AM |

The guy from the 'I'm not going out with just you, silly...' Progressive commercial -- the one that arrives, I mean -- Where have I seen him before?
Posted by: Shannon M.: 11:18 AM |

I. Hate. My. Freezer.

Today, I pulled my carton of Almond Joy ice cream out of the freezer and peeled the lid off. What did I have? Soup. I -poured- my ice cream into my bowl. It wasn't just -soft-, as I don't _mind_ soft, but -liquid-. My freezer keeps things coldest when it is cold outside. Last winter, when it was cold outside, it was cold in the freezer.

It's not like the freezer is stuffed full to bursting, either; nor are the cold-air vents covered. The ice cream was not in the door, nor was it at the front of the compartment. Maybe it's just time for a new 'fridge.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 5:42 PM |

I have a blue-and-purple squid on my head. My nifty mama brought him home for me, from The Town From The Pine/Swag/Fountain/Crisp improv I wrote. She also brought me some soap (hee!), a book called A Basketmaker in Rural Japan, and a brownie from a bakery about an hour out of town.

...The replacement for the not-in-my-size polka-dot undies? A beautiful, black, stretch-velvet skirt. It's ankle-length, very pretty... She bought it for the wedding. *Blink* I didn't even ask her to -- of course, I also neglected to mention that there was leftover silk. (I'll mail you, Reesa.)

The soap is a little bar of locally-made stuff, called oatmeal-almond. It looks like there are bits of both substances in the usual soap matrix, which is neat. I love my mama, and not just 'cause she brings me stuff.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:38 PM |

I like the Queen. *Grin* I've always liked her the best of all the royals, mostly because she's been the one that behaves the best. Or at least is the most discrete, if she behaves badly.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:40 PM |

It's deep-seated, not seeded. You get seeded in tennis tournements and (American) football; for things that take root deep in the psyche, it's seATed. Ergle.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:46 PM |

Tuesday, June 04, 2002

Whee! *Bouncebounce* I got a Happy Summer box! *Giggle* I've always loved that Mae West line about two evils. And now my PPG collection is complete!

...I need more shelves.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 4:15 PM |

Mmm, new flavors of Red Vines-type candy. (Unless they -are- Red Vines...? Mari?) I got a box. Yay. *Grin*

Speaking of summer, 'yum', and Mari... I present an expensive-but-worth it treat: Cold Stone Ice Cream. They're the Krispy Kreme of the ice cream world, and best of all? We have at -least- 3. The German Chocolate Cake is -delicious-.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 4:28 PM |

"Up in the mountains, Glen shivers uncontrollably... One of the -first- signs of freezing."

I think the overly histrionic nararrator meant -hypothermia-, or perhaps 'freezing to death'. *Rolls eyes* Gad.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 4:32 PM |

I smell like gun oil and I didn't even get to go to the range. Both of them (within reasonable driving distance) were closed! The kids and Dory go home tonight, so... *Sigh* Oh well. I've toyed with the idea of seeing if there were ranges within a reasonable distance of DFW. But then, if I take my gun, I'll have to keep track of it, and probably explain it five hundred thousand times... Bah. Too much work.

*Snerk* Speaking of TX, Dory said something about having to take us to Resistol and get us outfitted with cowboy hats. Hee.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 4:48 PM |

[Commence Random Babbling]

Mmm, cinammon toast. My latest favorite.

My room is an utter mess. Guh.

My mom gets home tomorrow, hooray. (She's been in Our Favorite Seaside Town with a friend of hers.) She called earlier tonight to tell me that she wanted to buy me some fun polka-dot underwear, but that the store didn't have any in my size. Phoo. She said she found something else, though, which is nice. She's so sweet.

...That's it, for now, I think.[/Babble]

Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:41 PM |

I found an IRC client that I can deal with: Snak. Nice interface, great instructions, easy-to-use. It -is- shareware, though, so if I get into using IRC (as I have the feeling that it's more prone to...ah... -inanity- than even WBS was) I'll have to pay for it -- not that I mind; it's quite worth it.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:48 PM |

Monday, June 03, 2002

Be More Ladylike Or Suffer The Horror Of A Damaged Reputation! (Shamelessly stolen from X, who snagged it from someone else.)

What gets me about this stupidity is the line "don't eat grits". I mean, the -hell-? Do ladies not eat greens, fried chicken, chitlins, or tripe, either? How about haggis? Oatmeal? Cream of wheat? Boiled sheep's heads? How about dried squid?

Pray tell, what -do- 'ladies' subsist on? Starlight and dew? *Snort* I'll eat what I damn well please, particularly when it comes to regional specialties. Why? Because a -lady- _always_ appreciates whatever food she's offered, even if she wouldn't care to sample it. She also appreciates the spirit in which it is offered -- because an offer of food is not just polite-host stuff, it's a bond-sharing or -creating thing. And now I'm digressing into my thesis territory, so I'll stop.

...But I'm still gonna eat grits if I feel like it. And I choose to -want- to know who's playing in the Superbowl out of _personal_ curiosity, rather than any 'ladylike' obligation -- who the hell came up with -that-? Idiot.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:42 AM |

"Molly Wright Steenson, editor of the former feminist Web site Maximag.com,[...]"

...Is Maximag.com no -longer- a feminist website, or does it no longer exist? *Blinkblink* I think they meant the latter, but the way it's written, it kind of sounds like the former. Just one more example of why it's good to have someone else check for what you -mean- rather than what you're actually -saying-.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:46 AM |

...It suddenly occurs to me that perhaps the definition of 'lady' has changed. Perhaps the reason that the Ladylike article bothers so many is that the authors of the books cited therein are using an outdated definition of the word 'lady'. *Blink* Hmm. *Ponder*
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:51 AM |

I can't believe it's already the third of June. Good God, where did the time -go-?

...I need to change my calendar.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 12:49 PM |

Note to self: Sturgeon's Law applies, in fact applies with a large lead pipe, to the 'net.

...boy, howdy, does it _ever_ apply online. And to blogs. I should quit torturing myself and go clean up my room, but hey. Why pass up the chance to find a member of that one percent that's -not- crap?
Posted by: Shannon M.: 8:14 PM |

Hee, and eek. One of my archive pages got reffed by Geometry.net, which is kind of odd. And kind of cool, too.
Posted by: Shannon M.: 8:39 PM |

"Hide your valuables"? Mister Narrarator, dude, what on -earth- are _you_ smoking? Are these black bears or humans? Last I checked, -bears- don't steal anything but food. -People- steal things labled 'valuable'. Eeeeeediot. *Snort*
Posted by: Shannon M.: 9:02 PM |

"If my page doesn't look right, it's because your computer SUCKS. In order to view my site properly, you need the following:"

...because God knows it couldn't be -you- being a complete and utter TWERP that causes it... *Growl* Jerk.For the record? Your page displayed just fine in my funky little browser, -and- I'd just like to say that the colors and graphics chosen for your layout are what suck. Majorly. Bright yellow and magenta? Some porn-star-esque chicklette in her underwear? Feh. Bah. *Closes window*
Posted by: Shannon M.: 10:09 PM |