The mysteries of Fringe show up even in the commercial break images. This interesting article cracks the code. And I once again wonder at the time some people have to explore such ideas. --- The best comic series running now, Scott Pilgrim, is being turned into to what I hope will be the best comic book adaptation of all time. You can now follow the production through the official website and its video diaries. --- Stumbled across the trailer for The Hurt Locker. It looks amazing. View it here. (Really. Go now. Enjoy.)
So I wanted to listen to a CD (rodrigo y gabriela) today while at work. I searched my shelves of CDs - at least I was pretty sure I knew this CD to still have a case and not be filed away in one of 8 cases of CDs I rarely play. I found the CD and opened it up to find the disc missing.
If you know me, you know this isn't uncommon. I misplace things, like CDs, and have a hell of a time finding them again. They are often in with another CD, hiding in a different case. And when you have hundreds, literally, of CDs, that becomes a problem.
So - disappointed - I decide on another CD ( The Black Parade). I open it up to check and make sure the disc is there...and I find the missing CD I was looking for. First other case I opened and there it was.
A collection of some of the escaping thoughts (tweets) from the past week – complete with COMMENTARY! --- Found my garage open, my car door open. And guess what? They've been that way since 5 PM yesterday. It's amazing I survive on my own. [I am my own worst enemy. Not that this is any surprise to me.]
Is waking up earlier than normal, not tired at all, the start of some April Fool's joke my body has planned for me? [Made it through the day unscathed, but did cause a little tomfoolery of my own.]
300th post! Weren't there supposed to be dolphins and fanfare and tiny cakes? [Am still thoroughly addicted to Twitter.]
@timpratt "Her Voice in a Bottle" - very fine, indeed. Thoroughly enjoyed the tale. [Ended up being the best short story of the week.] --- As always, follow the Escape Pirate over on Twitter.
Monday: “Something That Needs Nothing” by Miranda July * Tuesday: “The Rememberer” by Aimee Bender * * * Wednesday: “An Indian Ghost in England” by Rudyard Kipling * * * Thursday: “Life with Father” by Bentley Little - Friday: “Her Voice in a Bottle” by Tim Pratt * * * * * Saturday: “The Purple Dress” by O. Henry * * * Sunday: “Night Surf” by Stephen King * *
My favorite story of the week was: “Her Voice in a Bottle” by Tim Pratt
From the review: “This is a story worth saving, a hopeful story for lonely hearts in troubled times.”
I heard the rain start falling a few minutes ago. I'd been planning - and procrastinating - a workout outside all day long. The rain scrubbed those plans. I have no desire to get drenched and sick.
But I did step outside onto my meager little porch. It felt wonderful to stand there, out with the cool breeze and wet. It is the kind of weather you can smell. Hopeful weather. Like something new is coming along.
I could use some new again. Things have not been good this past month - not bad, but just not as great as the first few months of the year. The short slide back into bad habits has become more pronounced and I'm struggling to find a way to stop the fall. My good intentions are coming up short, week after week.
Where do I go from here? That's the weight on my shoulders tonight.
I thought I made it through the day unscathed. And that was saying something. Last year I was not so lucky.
So imagine my surprise when I took a bag of garbage to the trash can in the garage and found some empty pop bottles tied to the back of my vehicle. Apparently, at some point after lunch, someone at work snuck out, and with pink yarn, tied some empty pop bottles to the hitch on the back of my Nitro. It does explain the rattling sound I heard while driving home from the comic book shop tonight.
Sneaky folk at work. And the sad part is: I wouldn't have even noticed if I hadn't taken out the trash. Who looks behind their vehicles before driving? I'm just glad I didn't drive into work tomorrow with my dangling bottles for all to see. I would have truly been the fool then.
What kind of trouble can I cause at work today under the cover of April Fool's Day. Last year people screwed with me, and I have no idea what I might be walking into today. I can take a joke, run with the gags, I just hope I don't have to clean up too much this year to put everything back in place.