December 7th, 2006

Boss Coffee

Even a look can burn your eyes out

Back into the freezer today - temperature at the bus stop was 1 below zero, and according to Yahoo the wind chill was -19. The Sportage, tough little Korean honey that it is, started right up.

Managed to find Shadow of the Giant, which had been MIA for about a week, and so I returned my books to the library. Next step is to drop by this weekend and get caught up on my fines; before that, I'll hop on the Internet and put a few more books on the reserve list. There's a few titles I've been interested in, and now that they're off the best-seller lists (or been out a while) I should be able to get them pretty quickly and easily.

Tonight I have to do laundry...been putting it off all week, and now I have to decide between spending all evening running up & down stairs to the laundry room or piling everything into the Sportage and driving off to the laundromat. Through the cold. Which will suck. So I guess I'll stay home and get a little extra exercise, and get some other stuff done in between trips to the laundry room. Like, say, hunting down the stray items I have to send back to Newegg that I forgot to throw in the box last night and this morning. That should kill about fifteen minutes...

Today is Pearl Harbor Day, and a number of other bloggers have remembrances of the day up, notably Mitch Berg, who also reminds us that the Pearl Harbor vets are dying off; Michelle Malkin also remembers the day, and includes some quality linkagery; Rachel offers some significant photographs to help us remember.

What if we applied the single-payer health care notion to groceries? London Fog has the mordantly amusing answer. (h/t Kate)
Happy

Seven songs and seven people and one dead USB...

Ganked from danae:

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether or not they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

1. Hot Rails To Hell - Blue Oyster Cult
2. After The Thrill Is Gone - Eagles
3. The Sound Of Accelerating Concrete - Add N to [X]
4. Cowboy - Kid Rock
5. Keep It Up - Soul Asylum
6. Where U At Rock - Kid Rock
7. Choctaw Bingo - James McMurtry

Normally I don't tag people, much less expect them to respond, but I'm wondering -
qob, chibitoaster, stuckintraffik, edminster, nickiq, thaadd - What'ch'all listening to?

EDIT: Oops. Forgot onsenmark. Sorry.
  • Current Music
    Blue Oyster Cult - Maserati GT
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Administrivia

In the wake of the unfortunate wankage at ursulav's joint*, I finally went out and got a GMail account for the express purpose of dealing with LJ-related mail. I'll probably use it for other stuff, so if you see a semi-familiar gmail.com address in your in-box, yeah, it's probably me.

Lots of stuff I should do tonight, but first of all I'm going to grab a sandwich and get the laundry going. The temperature was up to 19 when I caught the bus home, but I don't fancy hauling all this stuff to the laundromat if the laundry room's in use.

UPDATE: Inertia wins again - decided to just wash some stuff out in the sink along with the support stockings and do laundry tomorrow night (because nobody ever used to use the laundry room on Friday night) or Saturday morning. I have no plans for either time slot, because I have no life.
On a more positive note, I did establish that the microwave rice cooker also works well as a vegetable irradiation device, at least as far as bags o' frozen veggies go. Healthy eating, rah, rah. Plus, since I'm not doing laundry, I can go to bed early, which is always good.
Last but not least, it's bam2's birthday! I really have to check out this "My LJ" thing a little more often; I'm pretty sure I missed somebody's birthday through not reading it consistently.



*Don't bother going to look for it; she deleted the thread. Which is fine with me - it's not like anything constructive was going on. To the contrary, I could feel brain cells dying while I was trying to engage these people on their own level.