This blog will no longer receive postings. Yes, I finally decided to officially retire the poor thing.
There is a new blog now (cue the trumpets!). If you want/need the new url, please let me know either via e-mail or the comment section here.
Thank you
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Thrash Metal
Thrash metal, speed metal, black metal, death metal, etc. The genre has many names and many offshoots.
Regardless, I don't get it.
I think I am a rather open-minded person when it comes to music. Name the genre and I can pretty much find something or someone I like.
Thrash metal? Not a chance.
I've tried many times to listen to it, but it was all in vain. As per me, it all sucks. Smashing a drum at 100,000 hpm (hits per minute) and churning out multiple chords in a span of three seconds while screaming into a mic is not music. It's inaudible drek! Hip-hop has more style than this crap.
I'm sure that tiny slice of the industry will somehow survive without my contribution in purchases.
Regardless, I don't get it.
I think I am a rather open-minded person when it comes to music. Name the genre and I can pretty much find something or someone I like.
Thrash metal? Not a chance.
I've tried many times to listen to it, but it was all in vain. As per me, it all sucks. Smashing a drum at 100,000 hpm (hits per minute) and churning out multiple chords in a span of three seconds while screaming into a mic is not music. It's inaudible drek! Hip-hop has more style than this crap.
I'm sure that tiny slice of the industry will somehow survive without my contribution in purchases.
Saturday Night
Saturday night in this house can be so painfully benign.
Last week, Geo and I went on a 8 hour round trip to pick up some 1940-something truck thingy for a friend of his. It wasn't all that bad. We went to Middletown NY to pick it up in a flatbed tow truck. Oh yeah, there's the epitome of our relationship. No kids for the day and we go to Inthemiddleofnowhere NY to pick up a truck. Thankfully he got paid to do this.
One good thing about last week was where we had dinner. It was at this place called the Americana Diner on NY Route 211 in Middletown. Their food was pretty damn good. There was also a couple of hot looking chicks there so that made the dining experience all the more pleasurable.
Then came Sunday and the rest of the week. It was work, come home, repeat.
Now we are up to tonight - Saturday night. It's the night before Easter Sunday and I still have to make the Easter baskets for the two urchins. I have no idea why. Gem has already informed me she doesn't believe in the Easter bunny.
"It's just a person in a rabbit suit."
That's what happens when you tell a little kid a few years ago NOT to be afraid of the giant, scary Easter bunny in the mall. Hey, if you had this to show your child, what would you do?
Exactly! You tell said child, "Oh no, sweetpea. It's just your imagination. The Easter bunny doesn't have fangs and this crazed look in his eyes. He's not even real. It's just some person in a rabbit costume."
The words now come back to haunt me.
So on that pleasant note ....
Happy Easter
Last week, Geo and I went on a 8 hour round trip to pick up some 1940-something truck thingy for a friend of his. It wasn't all that bad. We went to Middletown NY to pick it up in a flatbed tow truck. Oh yeah, there's the epitome of our relationship. No kids for the day and we go to Inthemiddleofnowhere NY to pick up a truck. Thankfully he got paid to do this.
One good thing about last week was where we had dinner. It was at this place called the Americana Diner on NY Route 211 in Middletown. Their food was pretty damn good. There was also a couple of hot looking chicks there so that made the dining experience all the more pleasurable.
Then came Sunday and the rest of the week. It was work, come home, repeat.
Now we are up to tonight - Saturday night. It's the night before Easter Sunday and I still have to make the Easter baskets for the two urchins. I have no idea why. Gem has already informed me she doesn't believe in the Easter bunny.
"It's just a person in a rabbit suit."
That's what happens when you tell a little kid a few years ago NOT to be afraid of the giant, scary Easter bunny in the mall. Hey, if you had this to show your child, what would you do?
Exactly! You tell said child, "Oh no, sweetpea. It's just your imagination. The Easter bunny doesn't have fangs and this crazed look in his eyes. He's not even real. It's just some person in a rabbit costume."
The words now come back to haunt me.
So on that pleasant note ....
Happy EasterSaturday, April 04, 2009
Links
I lost my blogroll. I used to have a rather extensive one like three years ago.
So, if you want a link back to here, let me know.
So, if you want a link back to here, let me know.
Friday, April 03, 2009
And this happened when???
Geo and I are going out tomorrow to do a job. I can't say anymore than that - it's classified. >.>
Anyway, the 'rents have already put in a claim ticket for Gem for the whole day. As for Damian? Yeah ... well ... what can I say about that. They're smart. They'll watch demon boy until we get home and we get him right back.
Gah
I told Gem tonight that she would be going to Nana and Pop-Pop's house for the day along with her evil baby brother and that SHE would be sleeping overnight. I told her that her daddy and I were gonna go out drinking for the day.
She replied, "Just like the ole days."
*blinks*
Anyway, the 'rents have already put in a claim ticket for Gem for the whole day. As for Damian? Yeah ... well ... what can I say about that. They're smart. They'll watch demon boy until we get home and we get him right back.
Gah
I told Gem tonight that she would be going to Nana and Pop-Pop's house for the day along with her evil baby brother and that SHE would be sleeping overnight. I told her that her daddy and I were gonna go out drinking for the day.
She replied, "Just like the ole days."
*blinks*
NAME CHANGES
Starting today, the boy known as JT in this blog will be known as Damian. In case you weren't sure, that would be my darling son. I have good reason to give him this nickname.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
The job place personified
We had a departmental meeting today. In the meeting, a certain project was discussed that may very well have a shortened life span. That's the way of my company though. We dump tons of cash into things that we may use briefly and then abandon. As my one co-worker put it, "Why is that I feel we're just a little bi-polar as a company?"
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Do they make kryptonite underwear?
see more pwn and owned pictures
I'm pretty sure the kid in this picture is hoping to hell that's what his are made out of.
Yeah, this a real comic book cover. Someone explain HOW it got passed the editors?
This is just all sorts of wrong.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Was that a compliment?
I was called a bizarre, off-beat version of the missing link today.
Ummmm ....
thank you?
Ummmm ....
thank you?
My Job - My Life
As you know, I work for a music company.
It's one of those places where you can get into a lot of trouble if you are caught NOT listening to music while working. I'm dead serious. It's even part of our annual review. That's messed up.
It's like working for McDonald's and getting in trouble for not eating their "heart attack in a bag" food.
Anyway (Pig's fave word), today was a banner day at work. I had to finish a report, which had a 5:00 PM deadline, and it was in no way, shape, or form gelling together for me. Oh yeah, I was ticked. I was cussing up a storm which prompted the ominous voice on the other side of my cube to say, "Maidy's in a good mood."
*sticks middle finger up in the air*
I was rampant. I felt the "postal" gene in my head click over to the ON side.
I
was
not
happy.
Then, like a sign from some deity, the loudspeakers kicked on and the whole company was filled with the Ramones, "I Wanna Be Sedated".
My mood completely changed as I mentally rocked out at my desk.
Music truly does have charm to soothe the savage Maidy.
Still never got the report done.
It's one of those places where you can get into a lot of trouble if you are caught NOT listening to music while working. I'm dead serious. It's even part of our annual review. That's messed up.
It's like working for McDonald's and getting in trouble for not eating their "heart attack in a bag" food.
Anyway (Pig's fave word), today was a banner day at work. I had to finish a report, which had a 5:00 PM deadline, and it was in no way, shape, or form gelling together for me. Oh yeah, I was ticked. I was cussing up a storm which prompted the ominous voice on the other side of my cube to say, "Maidy's in a good mood."
*sticks middle finger up in the air*
I was rampant. I felt the "postal" gene in my head click over to the ON side.
I
was
not
happy.
Then, like a sign from some deity, the loudspeakers kicked on and the whole company was filled with the Ramones, "I Wanna Be Sedated".
My mood completely changed as I mentally rocked out at my desk.
Music truly does have charm to soothe the savage Maidy.
Still never got the report done.
Homework
This was tonight's conversation with the girl while going over her homework for kindergarten.
Me: OK, pumpkin. You color the spaces that equal one green, two red, three leave alone, four yellow, and five brown.
Gem: OK, mommy.
Me: Now, you understand what you have to do? You have to add the numbers together and the answer is the color.
Gem (with attitude): I KNOW that, Mommy.
Me: OK, OK, just checking. So, *points* this one says three plus two. What does that equal?
Gem: Brown
Me: No, honey. It's five and five is brown.
Gem: That's what I said! Brown!
Me: No, baby. It's five and five is brown.
Gem: Right. Three and two is brown.
Me: No, sweetie. It's ...
*thinks*
Me: Ummm, nevermind. You get it.
I really wanted to go into an explanation that she was using logic, but I'm just happy the kid has her colors correct.
Me: OK, pumpkin. You color the spaces that equal one green, two red, three leave alone, four yellow, and five brown.
Gem: OK, mommy.
Me: Now, you understand what you have to do? You have to add the numbers together and the answer is the color.
Gem (with attitude): I KNOW that, Mommy.
Me: OK, OK, just checking. So, *points* this one says three plus two. What does that equal?
Gem: Brown
Me: No, honey. It's five and five is brown.
Gem: That's what I said! Brown!
Me: No, baby. It's five and five is brown.
Gem: Right. Three and two is brown.
Me: No, sweetie. It's ...
*thinks*
Me: Ummm, nevermind. You get it.
I really wanted to go into an explanation that she was using logic, but I'm just happy the kid has her colors correct.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
One of the reasons why I love him
This actually happened a few years ago, but it's still something he'd do today.
Me (doing something benign I assume and screwing it up): Grrrr. Fuck a duck!
Geo: Quack! Quack!
Me (doing something benign I assume and screwing it up): Grrrr. Fuck a duck!
Geo: Quack! Quack!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Back to work tomorrow
Yeah, I didn't go in today. I had a doctor's appointment this morning which stretched into the afternoon. After that, I didn't have the mental energy to deal with data and deadlines.
*sigh*
Not much of a choice but to suck it up and jump back into everything tomorrow.
On the upside, I have to take off from work on Friday. On the downside, it's for medical reasons again.
Ah well.
*sigh*
Not much of a choice but to suck it up and jump back into everything tomorrow.
On the upside, I have to take off from work on Friday. On the downside, it's for medical reasons again.
Ah well.
Criminal in Training
The other day my *ahem* adorable son got a hold of a pen. How he got it is still a mystery. I think he has a stash of them somewhere in the house. Anyway (Pig's fave word), he is not allowed to have anything that can be considered a weapon and a pen would fall under that category. So, it was my sworn duty to get the pen away from said child.
I looked at him and yelled, "JT!!"
The poor boy got startled and jumped.
The thing he did next astounded me.
He looked at the pen, threw it in one direction, and ran in the other.
*blink*
I looked at Gem who watched the whole thing from the couch and said to her, "Did you see that, pumpkin? That's what criminals do with weapons when being chased by the police."
I can already predict I'll be on speed dial at the Dean of Students for whatever school he will be in.
I looked at him and yelled, "JT!!"
The poor boy got startled and jumped.
The thing he did next astounded me.
He looked at the pen, threw it in one direction, and ran in the other.
*blink*
I looked at Gem who watched the whole thing from the couch and said to her, "Did you see that, pumpkin? That's what criminals do with weapons when being chased by the police."
I can already predict I'll be on speed dial at the Dean of Students for whatever school he will be in.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Maidy's Sunday Ramble 03/15/2009
That's right, minions. I'm back and so is the ramble.
Let's see, it's been about seven months since I have even wrote a real ramble so I may be a bit rusty at this. Just bear with me.
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My daughter talks a lot. She gets it from Geo. Majority of the time I have no idea what the hell she is saying. It all starts out the same way.
"Ummm, mom? I blah blah blah blah ... *trails off into something inaudible* ..."
I swear to God it's like she was told if she stopped talking, she'd die.
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The girl has been preoccupied with death lately. I don't know what prompted it but it's getting quite ghoulish with her.
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I have a new job as most of you do not know. Yeah, that other job I had for like EVER, the one that I hated but stayed with since they paid me to do nothing, laid me off last June. Pretty nice of them since they probably could have fired me for about a gazillion things.
Anyway, I work for a music company now. We are in the field of broadcast media. That, my friends, is all I will give in identifying where I work.
What about my job? I love it. It's high stress and demanding and I seriously love every second of it. I'm sure as the days trudge along, I'll have more blog fodder relating to it.
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I bought a new sippy cup for JT today. It 's spill-proof, leak-proof, and break-proof. Those are three elements that are key to things we give to that boy.
There's just one slight problem ... I can't get the damn thing open. I twisted, pushed, slammed it against the counter, and the damn lid won't budge. Yeah, it's leak-proof alright ... because you can't get any liquids in the stupid thing.
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JT sneezed in my face. That was pleasant.
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Has anyone out there watched Foamy the Squirrel? If not, I highly recommend you watch some of his rants.
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Why doesn't iTunes have AC/DC? They have freaking Led Zeppelin and The Beatles, but they don't have AC/DC.
That just seems messed up to me.
HEY APPLE!!! PAY THE DAMN LICENSING FEE AND GET ON WITH IT!!
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I bet you never knew that leaving a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee on your car roof and then start driving away can cause a big ole messy and unfortunate accident? And that's especially so when the cup was on the driver's side and it spilled all over the roof and cascaded down the door. Made wanting to get out of the car to survey the damage a bit treacherous.
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You know the mother's curse?
"Someday I hope you have kids JUST LIKE YOU"?
Yeah, it really works.
To those of you without children and heard that uttered by your mum at least once in your lifetime, you better hope to your god of choice that you were a child with a relatively good disposition or else you are so totally screwed.
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Let's see, it's been about seven months since I have even wrote a real ramble so I may be a bit rusty at this. Just bear with me.
****************************************************************************
My daughter talks a lot. She gets it from Geo. Majority of the time I have no idea what the hell she is saying. It all starts out the same way.
"Ummm, mom? I blah blah blah blah ... *trails off into something inaudible* ..."
I swear to God it's like she was told if she stopped talking, she'd die.
****************************************************************************
The girl has been preoccupied with death lately. I don't know what prompted it but it's getting quite ghoulish with her.
****************************************************************************
I have a new job as most of you do not know. Yeah, that other job I had for like EVER, the one that I hated but stayed with since they paid me to do nothing, laid me off last June. Pretty nice of them since they probably could have fired me for about a gazillion things.
Anyway, I work for a music company now. We are in the field of broadcast media. That, my friends, is all I will give in identifying where I work.
What about my job? I love it. It's high stress and demanding and I seriously love every second of it. I'm sure as the days trudge along, I'll have more blog fodder relating to it.
****************************************************************************
I bought a new sippy cup for JT today. It 's spill-proof, leak-proof, and break-proof. Those are three elements that are key to things we give to that boy.
There's just one slight problem ... I can't get the damn thing open. I twisted, pushed, slammed it against the counter, and the damn lid won't budge. Yeah, it's leak-proof alright ... because you can't get any liquids in the stupid thing.
****************************************************************************
JT sneezed in my face. That was pleasant.
****************************************************************************
Has anyone out there watched Foamy the Squirrel? If not, I highly recommend you watch some of his rants.
****************************************************************************
Why doesn't iTunes have AC/DC? They have freaking Led Zeppelin and The Beatles, but they don't have AC/DC.
That just seems messed up to me.
HEY APPLE!!! PAY THE DAMN LICENSING FEE AND GET ON WITH IT!!
****************************************************************************
I bet you never knew that leaving a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee on your car roof and then start driving away can cause a big ole messy and unfortunate accident? And that's especially so when the cup was on the driver's side and it spilled all over the roof and cascaded down the door. Made wanting to get out of the car to survey the damage a bit treacherous.
****************************************************************************
You know the mother's curse?
"Someday I hope you have kids JUST LIKE YOU"?
Yeah, it really works.
To those of you without children and heard that uttered by your mum at least once in your lifetime, you better hope to your god of choice that you were a child with a relatively good disposition or else you are so totally screwed.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Friends
Amazingly enough I do have them. You know, those people who I can truly count on when life goes completely awry?
I just need to reconnect.
*checks blog's log event*
It seems I have one that remembers I existed in the blogging realm.
*huggers Eros*
I just need to reconnect.
*checks blog's log event*
It seems I have one that remembers I existed in the blogging realm.
*huggers Eros*
Blogging? What's this blogging?
Maybe I should take it back up again. Stupid RPG online games have melted my brain long enough.
*wonders if she should tell people she's back*
*wonders if she should tell people she's back*
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