Wednesday, January 21, 2009

This Is Awesome


I'm leaving for Japan on Friday, so yesterday I called my boyfriend's mom (the organizer of the trip) for our itinerary info.

This is what she tells me:

Boyfriend's Mom: Okay, we leave Los Angeles at 1:10 pm on Friday, and arrive at 5:50 pm on Saturday.

Me: Oh my God.

BM: It's just the seventeen hour time difference! Let me tell you the rest of it: on the way back, we leave Tokyo at 5:30 pm on Sunday afternoon and arrive at 11:30 a.m. on Sunday in Los Angeles.

Me: Huh? We get back before we even left? In time for the Superbowl (Here we go Steelers Here we go!!) and everything?

I love the international date line! How awesome is it that I'll be on a plane for ten hours and still get back the morning that I left? Does that even make any sense? Nope. Woo hoo!

Friday, January 16, 2009

Facebook Is Evil

So I SHOULD HAVE spent the past hour amending a complaint for my client, but instead I've been browsing photos and profiles of long lost school chums and friends.

Damn you Facebook! If only you were a client and I could bill you!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Boo!!!!!

My favorite radio station in LA, Indie 103.1, has gone kaput. Now we have the choices of F$@#*ing Ryan Seacrest garbage, random 80s-90s"mix" music, a bad classic rock station, and whatever atrocious crap 98.7 is playing.

Indie was getting a little too big for its hipster britches, but they had a cool morning show host that was the bassist from the Vandals that was also a gun-toting lawyer. I liked him. They had Jonesy (Steve Jones from the Sex Pistols) hosting a lunch time show where he played crazy stuff I had never heard before and lovingly rambled on incoherently about thirty years in the music industry. It was an eclectic and fun station that always played something new and interesting.

But because Indie 103.1 wouldn't play Brit-Brit's new single instead of some good old Smiths or Arcade Fire or the Kills, Indie got the ax from its big corporate owner (screw you Entravision Communcations!!!!). Now they'll be playing "regional Mexican rhythmic and cumbia music." Dammit! Thank God I don't have to commute far anymore. This really blows.

The Steagles?


Did you guys know that the Steelers combined teams with both the Philadelphia Eagles and (at the time) Chicago Cardinals at different times during WWII because each team lost so many players to the draft?

Check this out.

Too bad that no matter whether the Eagles or the Cardinals win this weekend, neither one is a match for the awesome power of the Steel Curtain.

GO STEELERS!


(Oh, and sorry my posts are currently all football and sci fi--it may be the effects of working in an almost exclusively male office. Then again, when I tried to watch the Sex and the City movie last night I almost clawed my own eyes out. Maybe I can't blame it on my co-workers.....)

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Dune


I just finished reading Frank Herbert's Dune. I watched the movie about three times before I got it--but the book is so far superior and reaches so much further into the Dune world. I'm totally into it. Currently on to book 2, Dune Messiah. A little less action and more conspiracy, but I'm down for that. And I'm totally in love with St. Alia of the Knife, who is one of the most bad ass chicks out there. She totally killed her own grandpa when she was four (but he really deserved it).

I would LOVE to have Bene Gesserit training. Check out that hot getup the Bene Genesserit Reverant Mother's got on in that picture--what with the bald head and the chainmail--she's pretty awesome and scary. Notwithstanding the ability to command people to do things with the Voice, a Bene Gesserit can control every single muscle and nerve her body. I mean, the whole part about being used as a vessel for eugenic projects spanning millenniums, and manipulating men into creating certain bloodlines is creepy, but it might be worth it to never trip and fall on my face ever again.

Bonus Info: Did you know that Giada De Laurentiis's grandma appeared in Dune as a Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother? Now you do.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Spoken Like a True Pittsburgher


As my uncle, whom I had not seen in a year, walked out the door of my home on Saturday morning, his final words to me were: "You better be rooting for the Steelers in the playoffs!"

No "I love you." No "Take care my niece." Just the important stuff.

So, yes uncle, I will be waiving my Terrible Towel on Sunday and yelling heartily for the downfall of the San Diego Chargers like a good member of our family. Here We Go Steelers Here We Go!

Bathroom Small Talk Gone Wrong

SCENARIO #!

Location: Office bathroom, which is shared with several other suites on our floor.

Scene: Cold, rainy, dreary. Monday morning.

Me (to lady from another office, name unknown): Geez look at us. Its one of those days that just calls to you to wear all black, isn't it?

Lady from another office, name unknown: Oh. No, I'm dressing in all black because my mother just died and I am in mourning. She lived with me and I am terribly distraught to no longer have her in my life. I will keep wearing black until I am done mourning.

Me: Oh. Mumble Mumble so sorry mumble run out the door.




SCENARIO #2

Location: Office bathroom, which is shared with several other suites on our floor.

Scene: New Years Eve. Career office lady is moving out, but it's not public knowledge YET.

Me (to random lady from career office next door): Happy New Year!

Lady from Career Office: To you too!

(I go into stall. She continues to talk. It's somewhat muffled. I personally don't like talking from the stall but don't want to be rude).

Lady from Career Office: I'm leaving ..........

Me: Oh, you're leaving? You mean, moving out?

Lady from Career Office: Actually I am moving out, but all I said was that I'm leaving here early today because of the holiday. How did you know I was moving out?

(Lady from Career Office runs out the door without washing dishes she came in to wash).

Question for the day: Just how many people can Emily offend with seemingly innocuous bathroom talk?