Between the parents and I there are three road worthy vehicles: Mom's car, my truck and my ol' man's van, which is a winter beater.
Dad's van has a little alternator problem. He isn't fixing it because he wants to get his pickup ready and just drive it instead. So he's off the road.
Mom's car as of yesterday has a little steering problem. So she's off the road.
And this morning my pickup truck spewed antifreeze all over the lane just as I pulled into the yard. So I'm off the road.
ALL THREE AT ONCE!!!
I spent six hours today between borrowing a car and renting a car, which I am not legally allowed to drive cuz I'm not Sally and only Sally and the ol' man are allowed to drive it, because I had that little accident last June and dammit I can't be added to her insurance policy meaning that the ol' man has to be the taxi service instead of getting his own truck ready, and even though it was a beautiful day and the horses could have used a good brushing and maybe even a ride, I was helping with this car thing because we need A VEHICLE. Just one. At least. Then when I try to do my Juno blog post, the internet becomes intermittent net, and that is why you are not yet reading about the fun weekend and looking at my pictures.
Be patient. I'm working on it!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Monday is JUNO RECOVERY DAY
We're baaaack!
Our Low Stress Juno Weekend (Now With 100% More Of Our Kids) has been completed.
GOOD:
- Our teenagers hung around in a hotel room and did not trash it.
- We got to hang with a couple of people (engineers + wives) whom we really like but only see once a year at the Juno Awards!
- The kids got to do the RED CARPET THING!!!
- which was a surprise because we didn't exactly tell them. We got into this big ridiculous limo to drive around the block and oh gosh golly heck, look at this, it's a big ol' red carpet.
BAD:
-really cheap vibe this year. The dinner was lovely, but the parties were a little lacking compared to previous years. (of course nothing can ever compare with St Johns NFLD because it was awesome)
-no seriously. Afterparties. Do not underestimate the power of the afterparty! This is where the hardcore schmoozing takes place. This is where future projects are conceived! This is where we all yell over the music and the noise of other people yelling and we get to meet other people who can't figure out who the heck all these other people are!
-NOT ENOUGH SWAG. You know the music biz is in the toilet when the sponsors no longer cough up little things for the goody bags. I'm bummed out because I totally look forward to the free shampoo and stuff every year! I mean, it costs us a lot to do this event. I want the freebies!
-speaking of freebies, holy crap people, if you love music please value it enough to pay for it! There were not a whole lot of millionaires in the room. There aren't even a lot of thousandaires. You'd be shocked at how rich your favourite Canadian artists are not.
-This is officially now our six word music industry mantra.
"BREAKING EVEN IS THE NEW SUCCESSFUL"
So, yeah.
-Sadly, the kids didn't get to meet Hedley. And I had a note to them from my daughter written on my arm and everything.
But MORE GOOD:
- Our daughter and son are so much fun to hang around with! I mean, we knew that already, but it's just so cool!
- No air travel!
- We scored a nice hotel and Jethro managed to bully them into giving us a deal. He's awesome.
- Hotel rooms are great because you don't have to clean up after yourself.
- Surrounded by music!
BAD:
- Rock star meetings were extremely scarce this year. I don't know where they were all hiding. Maybe they are all afraid of me.
GOOD: We took lots of pictures.
Which you will see when I catch up on sleep and dishes and laundry and horse grooming.
!!!
Our Low Stress Juno Weekend (Now With 100% More Of Our Kids) has been completed.
GOOD:
- Our teenagers hung around in a hotel room and did not trash it.
- We got to hang with a couple of people (engineers + wives) whom we really like but only see once a year at the Juno Awards!
- The kids got to do the RED CARPET THING!!!
- which was a surprise because we didn't exactly tell them. We got into this big ridiculous limo to drive around the block and oh gosh golly heck, look at this, it's a big ol' red carpet.
BAD:
-really cheap vibe this year. The dinner was lovely, but the parties were a little lacking compared to previous years. (of course nothing can ever compare with St Johns NFLD because it was awesome)
-no seriously. Afterparties. Do not underestimate the power of the afterparty! This is where the hardcore schmoozing takes place. This is where future projects are conceived! This is where we all yell over the music and the noise of other people yelling and we get to meet other people who can't figure out who the heck all these other people are!
-NOT ENOUGH SWAG. You know the music biz is in the toilet when the sponsors no longer cough up little things for the goody bags. I'm bummed out because I totally look forward to the free shampoo and stuff every year! I mean, it costs us a lot to do this event. I want the freebies!
-speaking of freebies, holy crap people, if you love music please value it enough to pay for it! There were not a whole lot of millionaires in the room. There aren't even a lot of thousandaires. You'd be shocked at how rich your favourite Canadian artists are not.
-This is officially now our six word music industry mantra.
"BREAKING EVEN IS THE NEW SUCCESSFUL"
So, yeah.
-Sadly, the kids didn't get to meet Hedley. And I had a note to them from my daughter written on my arm and everything.
But MORE GOOD:
- Our daughter and son are so much fun to hang around with! I mean, we knew that already, but it's just so cool!
- No air travel!
- We scored a nice hotel and Jethro managed to bully them into giving us a deal. He's awesome.
- Hotel rooms are great because you don't have to clean up after yourself.
- Surrounded by music!
BAD:
- Rock star meetings were extremely scarce this year. I don't know where they were all hiding. Maybe they are all afraid of me.
GOOD: We took lots of pictures.
Which you will see when I catch up on sleep and dishes and laundry and horse grooming.
!!!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Some people think awards shows are stupid. Until SOMEBODY THEY KNOW wins one!
Well the pressure is off this year. My Jethro did not get a nomination. I guess after four years in a row it's time to give somebody else a shot. You know, kind of share the love around, eh?
For the 40th anniversary of these awards, the show is back in Toronto. I think sending it around Canada for the last ten years has been awesome. We got the opportunity to see places in this country that we normally wouldn't get to. I mean, it's a lot of land. And it's all really far apart.
Generally, I've enjoyed each city. The Canadian culture is just slightly different in each place. I started thinking maybe it's not that I totally hate cities. Maybe it's Toronto I don't like...
But it is the first location of the Juno Awards.
It's a friggin' party. The televised awards are a big fat concert. You know what we do well up here in the Great White North? WE RAWK. I've been in the audience for a couple of Nickelback appearances and I'm not kidding when I tell you THEY MELTED MY FACE. We were four seats up from the floor and maybe 20 seats from the stage. When the pyro went off we felt the heat!!!!
Anyways. No nomination this year = no free tickets to the events.
However. Being in Toronto, less than a two hour drive away, there is no need for an expensive plane ride.
Also, less Ativan/ lorazepam for me!!!!
You might be wondering why we're going if he's not nominated. Well folks, here's the weird thing about the music biz. We have to show up. He has to make an appearance. He has to catch up with other people in the biz that he might only get to see once a year - at the Junos. Sometimes I look around the room and think "holy crap, if everybody's here, who's taking care of all the recording studios??!" Performers have to travel to do their job, but for the rest of the industry who lock themselves up in windowless rooms, it's a big deal to get busted out once a year.
So we bought the tickets (and we both cringed at the price - at least they feed us well at the Saturday night Awards Gala dinner) and decided that this is the year TO BRING THE KIDS.
You know what? They really haven't benefitted much from being a music biz family. The biggest perk has been hearing some really great music their dad's worked on. And bragging rights. I guess that counts. But they have had to put up with their dad being gone way too much, and on top of that, doing without a lot of luxuries in life. They've been fed and shod and sheltered. At least. They deserve to have some fun with this incredibly difficult, poorly paying and overly demanding biz.
When else would we get a chance to take the kids? We're spending the weekend in the big city, possibly taking elevators with The Famous, eating granola bars for breakfast (after some heavy duty sleeping in), them sleeping through their parents stumbling in at 3 am after a vigorous shmooze fest at some record label party. We'll get to have showers, rather than baths in the old claw foot tub. The younguns will be amazed by all the channels on the TV. They'll see what goes on in the stadium while those watching at home see commercials!
For the 40th anniversary of these awards, the show is back in Toronto. I think sending it around Canada for the last ten years has been awesome. We got the opportunity to see places in this country that we normally wouldn't get to. I mean, it's a lot of land. And it's all really far apart.
Generally, I've enjoyed each city. The Canadian culture is just slightly different in each place. I started thinking maybe it's not that I totally hate cities. Maybe it's Toronto I don't like...
But it is the first location of the Juno Awards.
It's a friggin' party. The televised awards are a big fat concert. You know what we do well up here in the Great White North? WE RAWK. I've been in the audience for a couple of Nickelback appearances and I'm not kidding when I tell you THEY MELTED MY FACE. We were four seats up from the floor and maybe 20 seats from the stage. When the pyro went off we felt the heat!!!!
Anyways. No nomination this year = no free tickets to the events.
However. Being in Toronto, less than a two hour drive away, there is no need for an expensive plane ride.
Also, less Ativan/ lorazepam for me!!!!
You might be wondering why we're going if he's not nominated. Well folks, here's the weird thing about the music biz. We have to show up. He has to make an appearance. He has to catch up with other people in the biz that he might only get to see once a year - at the Junos. Sometimes I look around the room and think "holy crap, if everybody's here, who's taking care of all the recording studios??!" Performers have to travel to do their job, but for the rest of the industry who lock themselves up in windowless rooms, it's a big deal to get busted out once a year.
So we bought the tickets (and we both cringed at the price - at least they feed us well at the Saturday night Awards Gala dinner) and decided that this is the year TO BRING THE KIDS.
You know what? They really haven't benefitted much from being a music biz family. The biggest perk has been hearing some really great music their dad's worked on. And bragging rights. I guess that counts. But they have had to put up with their dad being gone way too much, and on top of that, doing without a lot of luxuries in life. They've been fed and shod and sheltered. At least. They deserve to have some fun with this incredibly difficult, poorly paying and overly demanding biz.
When else would we get a chance to take the kids? We're spending the weekend in the big city, possibly taking elevators with The Famous, eating granola bars for breakfast (after some heavy duty sleeping in), them sleeping through their parents stumbling in at 3 am after a vigorous shmooze fest at some record label party. We'll get to have showers, rather than baths in the old claw foot tub. The younguns will be amazed by all the channels on the TV. They'll see what goes on in the stadium while those watching at home see commercials!
It's going to be awesome.
(You can watch the show on Sunday if you can get CTV)
(and yes I will be posting pictures here of what we're wearing!!)
(Maybe even a report on which of The Famous we bump into!)
Friday, March 18, 2011
My brush with Greatness: I MET DR TEMPLE GRANDIN!!!
Man, where do I start? If you don't know who she is, the Wikipedia page gives a short summary. I mean it's really short. I can give you the super-short version: Temple Grandin is amazing.
On Wednesday, March 16 I went to the Agriplex in Stratford with a friend of mine to hear this incredible woman speak.
Unfortunately I couldn't attend her presentation the next day, "Creating the Best Life For Our Animals." Instead her Wednesday evening presentation was sponsored by Autism Ontario and focused on "My Sensory World."
I am fascinated by the way our brains work, partly because my brain doesn't seem to work like a lot of others do. I don't know many autistic people. I suspect I know a few more autistic and asperger people that I realize. I do know there seems to be more and more autism - is it like ADD or some mental illnesses that had no name hundreds of years ago, or is it really increasing? I wonder regularly how anybody with a different kind of brain would have been treated hundreds of years ago.
(I don't know for sure if I'm using the correct terminology here; my apologies if I accidentally offend anybody by using the wrong wording.)
So I'm interested in brain structure/ chemistry topics. I'm interested in ADD/ADHD (or in our family, Attention Deficit Oh Shiny), Schizophrenia, Bi-polar Disorder, Anxiety disorders, Depression, Autism Spectrum, Synesthesia and all kinds of other things that might make you think you're crazy.
The other reason I admire Temple Grandin so much is the work she's done with animals. You know how I love critters. Years ago I saw an interview with her in which she said she doesn't have a problem with eating meat, but the animal deserves to have an excellent, healthy, enjoyable life, and a humane death. I totally believe that, even though I've gotten some serious flack from a few of my fellow animal lovers. I still stand by that opinion, because I think critters should be respected and treated well.
It makes perfect sense that Autism and animals can be a good fit. Like animals, people in the Autism spectrum don't understand the lies people so often use to get through life. We say things are fine but our body language says we are not fine; it's confusing. Sarcasm makes no sense. Figures of speech mean nothing. I sometimes struggle with sarcasm... but I tend to speak in metaphors and pictures. I often feel like I'm not making sense even to my fellow humans!
I know from training a dog and a few horses that there is no room for revenge or motivating by fear or dishonesty. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we treated each other like that? Maybe autistic people have a special gift that way.
This leads back to another reason why I'm interested: as a riding instructor I believe that horses, and horseback riding, can make a life altering difference in people.
Imagine how I perked up when Temple Grandin mentioned non-verbal autistic children saying their first words while riding a horse. It's about the balance needed to ride and the rhythm of the horse's movement.
Here are other things (or thangs as she would say) that stuck out for me:
-An autistic person cannot understand anything but very specific words. No sarcasm, idioms, metaphors, and sometimes even jokes.
-There are so many different kinds of Autism and it varies extremely from one person to another. What works for one will not work for another. (Or course! Shouldn't we treat every person and critter like that?)
-Senses are so much stronger than in a "normal" person. Many behavioural problems come from extreme discomfort from noises or flickering lights.
-She likes to get an MRI and look at pictures of her brain!
-Don't give out three directions at once. This really got me because I know I'm bad for this. I give my ADOS daughter three steps worth when I know I can't follow more than one direction at a time.
-Children on the autism spectrum have to be given stimulus, experience, opportunities to learn.
-They also need to have boundaries and regulations, even more than other kids. Temple credits her strict 1950s upbringing for teaching her manners, and how to get along in a world she often didn't understand. Wait your turn. Say please and thank you. Learn how to take care of yourself and have good hygiene. "Nobody wants to be near a smelly slob."
-Autistic kids need to be gently pushed to try new things, rather than being allowed to stay in their own little world.
-Video games... oh boy. "If I'd had them when I was growing up, that's all I would have done!" I get the very strong feeling she does not want autistic kids to play video games. It's too hypnotic and addictive... it's too much like crawling into an inside world.
-She has awful short term memory. Hey, me too!
-Medication can be great. She says she's been on an anti-depressant for decades and says it's controlled a debilitating anxiety problem. But don't medicate your young children.
-Also don't fill kids with junk food- any kids.
-Preparation is important, surprises are fear, and fear equals panic.
-All of these different kinds of brains are essential in this world! We all need each other's unique ways of thinking.
-She thought the HBO movie starring Claire Danes was an accurate portrayal of her life. (I must see it!)
She was asked if Autism has increased. She doesn't believe so. Most likely the boy with Asperger's grew up to be the very quiet and maybe slightly odd guy who worked in a factory, content to spend his days assembling things, surrounded by machines and wires. There is so much about the brain that we just don't know yet, but we know more now than we ever did.
I could go on. But I can't because my mind was so thoroughly blown... I keep remembering things and that sparks off a whole new train of thoughts.
I bought one of her books that evening, "Animals Make Us Human" for which I lined up to get signed. I felt like an idiot... what do I say? Nothing? She noted that I must be an animal person because of the book I chose and I babbled about my house cat barn cats three horses pug. Almost forgot to tell her my name.
After the presentation I waited around, hoping for a chance to speak to her. My friend Stephanie thought it was cute that I've been to the Juno awards, I've hugged rock stars, and here I was completely starstruck.
I got my chance to talk to her. People, she looked me in the eye. Not for a long stretch of time, but she did. I felt bad for keeping her there but at the same time, I felt a need to speak to her and hear what she'd say.
Let me tell you, when she met my gaze with her pale blue eyes, I was staring at brilliance. Could be intimidating.
I told her I'm a riding instructor and I was really interested in her comment about non-verbal kids saying their first words on horseback. Balance and rhythm, she repeated. I asked about teaching autistic kids, that they need very specific instructions, and about the idea that surprise equals fear. She said I need to explain things first, but I can't remember how she said it.
"I have a panic disorder," I said, "and people sometimes can't figure out how I can get on a horse and not panic. Well, I know that if I get thrown off it's gonna hurt when I hit the ground, so... no surprises."
She replied by telling me about getting stuck at the airport in a snowstorm, something mentioned several times in her presentation. The first time it happened, she freaked out, but once she understood that this happens she was okay.
So, no unexpected things thrown at the kid. Specific instructions, one at a time. Gentle pushing to try, but not forceful. Can I do that? Yeah, I think I can. Isn't that how we train horses? And I'm gonna say it... isn't that how we teach children?
I took my chances and asked her if I could have a picture with her. Lots of people had gotten a picture taken with her but I was concerned that she must be getting tired and worn down. I mean, I'm not autistic and I was irritated by all the noise in the building.
So here I am, in a picture with Dr Temple Grandin.
That's her Getting A Picture Taken Face. That's my Holy Heck I Can't Believe I'm Standing Next To One Of My Heroes Face.
I think I told her at some point that I really liked her shirt. Because I do. She's not only the operator of one of the most beautiful minds in the world right now, but she's got impeccable taste in cowboy shirts.
Kind of a life-affirming event for me.
On Wednesday, March 16 I went to the Agriplex in Stratford with a friend of mine to hear this incredible woman speak.
Unfortunately I couldn't attend her presentation the next day, "Creating the Best Life For Our Animals." Instead her Wednesday evening presentation was sponsored by Autism Ontario and focused on "My Sensory World."
I am fascinated by the way our brains work, partly because my brain doesn't seem to work like a lot of others do. I don't know many autistic people. I suspect I know a few more autistic and asperger people that I realize. I do know there seems to be more and more autism - is it like ADD or some mental illnesses that had no name hundreds of years ago, or is it really increasing? I wonder regularly how anybody with a different kind of brain would have been treated hundreds of years ago.
(I don't know for sure if I'm using the correct terminology here; my apologies if I accidentally offend anybody by using the wrong wording.)
So I'm interested in brain structure/ chemistry topics. I'm interested in ADD/ADHD (or in our family, Attention Deficit Oh Shiny), Schizophrenia, Bi-polar Disorder, Anxiety disorders, Depression, Autism Spectrum, Synesthesia and all kinds of other things that might make you think you're crazy.
The other reason I admire Temple Grandin so much is the work she's done with animals. You know how I love critters. Years ago I saw an interview with her in which she said she doesn't have a problem with eating meat, but the animal deserves to have an excellent, healthy, enjoyable life, and a humane death. I totally believe that, even though I've gotten some serious flack from a few of my fellow animal lovers. I still stand by that opinion, because I think critters should be respected and treated well.
It makes perfect sense that Autism and animals can be a good fit. Like animals, people in the Autism spectrum don't understand the lies people so often use to get through life. We say things are fine but our body language says we are not fine; it's confusing. Sarcasm makes no sense. Figures of speech mean nothing. I sometimes struggle with sarcasm... but I tend to speak in metaphors and pictures. I often feel like I'm not making sense even to my fellow humans!
I know from training a dog and a few horses that there is no room for revenge or motivating by fear or dishonesty. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we treated each other like that? Maybe autistic people have a special gift that way.
This leads back to another reason why I'm interested: as a riding instructor I believe that horses, and horseback riding, can make a life altering difference in people.
Imagine how I perked up when Temple Grandin mentioned non-verbal autistic children saying their first words while riding a horse. It's about the balance needed to ride and the rhythm of the horse's movement.
Here are other things (or thangs as she would say) that stuck out for me:
-An autistic person cannot understand anything but very specific words. No sarcasm, idioms, metaphors, and sometimes even jokes.
-There are so many different kinds of Autism and it varies extremely from one person to another. What works for one will not work for another. (Or course! Shouldn't we treat every person and critter like that?)
-Senses are so much stronger than in a "normal" person. Many behavioural problems come from extreme discomfort from noises or flickering lights.
-She likes to get an MRI and look at pictures of her brain!
-Don't give out three directions at once. This really got me because I know I'm bad for this. I give my ADOS daughter three steps worth when I know I can't follow more than one direction at a time.
-Children on the autism spectrum have to be given stimulus, experience, opportunities to learn.
-They also need to have boundaries and regulations, even more than other kids. Temple credits her strict 1950s upbringing for teaching her manners, and how to get along in a world she often didn't understand. Wait your turn. Say please and thank you. Learn how to take care of yourself and have good hygiene. "Nobody wants to be near a smelly slob."
-Autistic kids need to be gently pushed to try new things, rather than being allowed to stay in their own little world.
-Video games... oh boy. "If I'd had them when I was growing up, that's all I would have done!" I get the very strong feeling she does not want autistic kids to play video games. It's too hypnotic and addictive... it's too much like crawling into an inside world.
-She has awful short term memory. Hey, me too!
-Medication can be great. She says she's been on an anti-depressant for decades and says it's controlled a debilitating anxiety problem. But don't medicate your young children.
-Also don't fill kids with junk food- any kids.
-Preparation is important, surprises are fear, and fear equals panic.
-All of these different kinds of brains are essential in this world! We all need each other's unique ways of thinking.
-She thought the HBO movie starring Claire Danes was an accurate portrayal of her life. (I must see it!)
She was asked if Autism has increased. She doesn't believe so. Most likely the boy with Asperger's grew up to be the very quiet and maybe slightly odd guy who worked in a factory, content to spend his days assembling things, surrounded by machines and wires. There is so much about the brain that we just don't know yet, but we know more now than we ever did.
I could go on. But I can't because my mind was so thoroughly blown... I keep remembering things and that sparks off a whole new train of thoughts.
I bought one of her books that evening, "Animals Make Us Human" for which I lined up to get signed. I felt like an idiot... what do I say? Nothing? She noted that I must be an animal person because of the book I chose and I babbled about my house cat barn cats three horses pug. Almost forgot to tell her my name.
After the presentation I waited around, hoping for a chance to speak to her. My friend Stephanie thought it was cute that I've been to the Juno awards, I've hugged rock stars, and here I was completely starstruck.
I got my chance to talk to her. People, she looked me in the eye. Not for a long stretch of time, but she did. I felt bad for keeping her there but at the same time, I felt a need to speak to her and hear what she'd say.
Let me tell you, when she met my gaze with her pale blue eyes, I was staring at brilliance. Could be intimidating.
I told her I'm a riding instructor and I was really interested in her comment about non-verbal kids saying their first words on horseback. Balance and rhythm, she repeated. I asked about teaching autistic kids, that they need very specific instructions, and about the idea that surprise equals fear. She said I need to explain things first, but I can't remember how she said it.
"I have a panic disorder," I said, "and people sometimes can't figure out how I can get on a horse and not panic. Well, I know that if I get thrown off it's gonna hurt when I hit the ground, so... no surprises."
She replied by telling me about getting stuck at the airport in a snowstorm, something mentioned several times in her presentation. The first time it happened, she freaked out, but once she understood that this happens she was okay.
So, no unexpected things thrown at the kid. Specific instructions, one at a time. Gentle pushing to try, but not forceful. Can I do that? Yeah, I think I can. Isn't that how we train horses? And I'm gonna say it... isn't that how we teach children?
I took my chances and asked her if I could have a picture with her. Lots of people had gotten a picture taken with her but I was concerned that she must be getting tired and worn down. I mean, I'm not autistic and I was irritated by all the noise in the building.
So here I am, in a picture with Dr Temple Grandin.
That's her Getting A Picture Taken Face. That's my Holy Heck I Can't Believe I'm Standing Next To One Of My Heroes Face.
I think I told her at some point that I really liked her shirt. Because I do. She's not only the operator of one of the most beautiful minds in the world right now, but she's got impeccable taste in cowboy shirts.
Kind of a life-affirming event for me.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Dangit Avril! I was gonna wear that to the Junos!
First she steals my pink hair idea and now this. Geez.
It's like she's spying on me or something. If she ever starts wearing horse hair, we'll have proof!
Friday, March 04, 2011
Sketchy rural internet!!!
Yeah, it's more like INTERMITTENT NET.
Listen, I love living in the country. I love the sky and the fields. I even love the wind when it's not trying to rip the roof off.
The last thing I want to complain about is bad internet service. Like, what am I, a computer nerd? Oh my gosh, I'm a computer nerd!!!!!!
The rocket hub we got two weeks ago has a very strange bit of advice. Something like, "For best results, place the rocket hub near a window, but not in direct sunlight." Hmmm. So I guess windows facing any direction other than north are out?
If you don't get much new reading material from me, it could be because I'm on the phone with tech support trying to figure out why this thing isn't doing what we believe it should be doing.
Or I might be in the barn.
Or taking a nap.
Oh hey, it's Friday and that means it's time for your Johnny Depp picture!
Listen, I love living in the country. I love the sky and the fields. I even love the wind when it's not trying to rip the roof off.
The last thing I want to complain about is bad internet service. Like, what am I, a computer nerd? Oh my gosh, I'm a computer nerd!!!!!!
The rocket hub we got two weeks ago has a very strange bit of advice. Something like, "For best results, place the rocket hub near a window, but not in direct sunlight." Hmmm. So I guess windows facing any direction other than north are out?
If you don't get much new reading material from me, it could be because I'm on the phone with tech support trying to figure out why this thing isn't doing what we believe it should be doing.
Or I might be in the barn.
Or taking a nap.
Oh hey, it's Friday and that means it's time for your Johnny Depp picture!
Man, look at Captain Jack Sparrow run!
Johnny was so fantastic in "Fear And Loathing in Las Vegas" wasn't he?
I think winter has been harsh for him. I should give him some moisturizer. His skin's looking a little scaly.
That's it for me. Oscar reports don't write themselves, you know.
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
FIRE BREATHING FISTS!!!!
You know what is the only thing that actually goes away if you ignore it?
A celebrity.
But when said Famous Person goes off on a rant of epic and delusional proportions... I'm sorry. I really am, but I must watch. It's the old Trainwreck thing. You gotta watch. You can hate yourself for it, you can feel the full impact of the shame while you fuel the attention grabbing, but you can't tear your eyes away. It is literally spectacular.
I mean, the guy is eloquent, I'll give him that. I recommend you read this link. It rivals Kanye.
Also, great timing there Carlos. It's awards show season and I have work to do, and readers to provide for and I don't have time for this!!! sigh.
Along with farm&family related things, I'm preparing my incredibly comprehensive, humourous, eye popping OSCAR REPORT! I don't know when it'll be ready. Tomorrow I have a doctor visit, a hay run, and then taking my boy Bucky to a physics lecture. All in one day! I might attempt as well to chop firewood and dictate my memoirs while announcing that I am actually a rock star from Mars. Heck why not.
A celebrity.
But when said Famous Person goes off on a rant of epic and delusional proportions... I'm sorry. I really am, but I must watch. It's the old Trainwreck thing. You gotta watch. You can hate yourself for it, you can feel the full impact of the shame while you fuel the attention grabbing, but you can't tear your eyes away. It is literally spectacular.
I mean, the guy is eloquent, I'll give him that. I recommend you read this link. It rivals Kanye.
Also, great timing there Carlos. It's awards show season and I have work to do, and readers to provide for and I don't have time for this!!! sigh.
Along with farm&family related things, I'm preparing my incredibly comprehensive, humourous, eye popping OSCAR REPORT! I don't know when it'll be ready. Tomorrow I have a doctor visit, a hay run, and then taking my boy Bucky to a physics lecture. All in one day! I might attempt as well to chop firewood and dictate my memoirs while announcing that I am actually a rock star from Mars. Heck why not.
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