The Adventures of Cynth

2:04pm: cookies
I'm looking at ads for choco-hazelnut latte cookies and coconut butterscotch fudge cookies. They both sound like a little too much going on for one cookie. Maybe Betty Crocker should relax.

12:46pm: 15 cents short
I want a Coke. I always want a Coke. I'm not even sure why people still say things to me like, "Cynth, do you want a Coke?" Of course I do! Just hand me one, or point to where I can go get it.

Anyway, I counted the console change (I'm hanging out in the car between classes; it's what I do), and I have 3 quarters, 3 dimes, and 11 nickels. Sodas here are stupidly expensive, and it's $1.75 for a bottle of Coke. Crap! I only have $1.60.

But that's not even true. I've also got 17 pennies and a Canadian quarter. I don't even have to know the daily exchange rate to know that's more than 15 cents. I think the machines in this country need some sensitivity training. They discriminate against foreigners and pennies, which are statistically among the poorest of our currency. Typical. The politicians don't care because pennies can't vote. It's a travesty and a gross miscarriage of justice.

I really want a Coke.

6:20pm: Clouds
During my drive home tonight, the clouds were brush strokes; it was like driving into an oil painting. If I remember my sixth grade science meteorology unit correctly, they were cirrus clouds. The colors were amazing. At gloaming, the setting sun mutes some colors but illuminates, lightens, brightens, and heightens contrast for others. It was clearly striking, since I neither notice these things nor write like this.

10:12pm: nothing really
Made some kind of stew today. It had stew mix vegetables (parsnip, turnip, leek, carrots, onions, celery, parsley, dill), Golden Onion soup mix (don't recommend it), a whole lot of mushrooms, cubes of beef (marinated in balsamic vinegar), a bottle of Guinness, and some barley (a late addition). It's all right. Not great. Kind of bland or something. Maybe fresh garlic next time? I don't know. When I realized it was bland, I dumped in some salt, hot pepper flakes, and garlic powder. Nothing.

Did anyone else know Calcutta is now Kolkata? Apparently, this happened in 2001 and may have been nothing more than a correction of a British misspelling. Interesting. Also, the AKC isn't allowed to call Jack Russell Terriers Jack Russell Terriers because of a copyright dispute with an anti-AKC group, so they're now Parson Russell Terriers.

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OK, I'm done.

3:05pm: It's that time again...
The e-mail came out kind of dumb this time around, but I'm walking for ALS. Here is the sponsorship link (I hope):
http://alsphiladelphia.kintera.org/faf/r.asp?t=4&i=304413&u=304413-256134378&e=2774185895

I'll put the whole wonky e-mail behind a cut.

( Please please please please sponsor me )

1:25pm: This is pretty cool.
http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/08/27/i-lift-my-lamp-beside-the-golden-door/

7:49am: Lampshade Lily
( An oldie but a goody )

*ETA: I should note that this is from November. She's just fine now. :)

6:23pm: Design by Lil
Lily is a licky cat -- she licks everything a lot. Her latest victim is one of my throw pillows. These are fuzzy, bordering on furry. I can't force it to go against the grain with my hand (and I'm certainly not going to lick it), but Lil managed to lick a 6" x 3" section into a new, damp, matted configuration.

( Observe )

7:39pm: Awesome.

11:58am: The single most ridiculous thing I have ever seen

6:28am: Had an awesome birthday with Kristen and Marie. :)

10:26pm: How awesome would this rug look in my bathroom?
http://mookiegifts.com/hugithrugbya.html

For those of you who don't know, the answer is really awesome. :)

7:12pm: Ha!
I just noticed I have a naturally-occurring, whirling, cyclonic bologna and/or pipe curl of Nellie Olsen proportions on the left side of my head. I tried to get a picture, but it didn't work out. Just trust me: it's absurd.

7:50pm: The pwning of Magic Erasers
I like to think I use Magic Erasers (OK, Amaze Aways -- we bought the generic store variety) like Chuck Norris would.* The images on the box suggest an unused Magic Eraser, a partially used Magic Eraser, and a Magic Eraser ready to be discarded. In my opinion, if you have any Magic Eraser left to be discarded, you fail! You're not doing it right! Here are the images on the box as compared to a Magic Eraser I used earlier today:



I wasn't even done with that one; I just took a break to get a picture, so I could educate you people. Here's what it looked like when I was done with it -- a small amount of Magic Eraser shrapnel scattered on the floor:



* -- This hypothetical assumes that the scuffs weren't scared off the walls the minute Chuck Norris walked into the room. It would never happen in this universe. If physicists can have theoretical massless ropes and frictionless pulleys, this theory can have Chuck Norris using a Magic Eraser.

1:06pm: Happy birthday, Learan!
What day is today?
It's learan's birthday.
What a day for a birthday.
Let's all eat some cake.

I stole the song from Futurama and the Nibbler's birthday episode:

4:25pm: Where my geeks at?
I need a surge protector/suppressor for a 20A outlet (w/ a T-slot ... or just one of the pluggy things horizontal), and I'd like for it NOT to be $90. :(

http://www.amazon.com/Panamax-M2A20-20A-Surge-Protector/dp/B00006HYQA

The air conditioner plugs into a funky 20-amp outlet (she said, as if she knew what it meant,) and occassionally trips the circuit. Circuit breaker is in the landlord's unit, so I'd prefer to have this thing go through some kind of surge protector dealy, so I can flip it back on myself without making a phone call or dealing with people. OK? OK.

3:30pm: FML
( What I would like to say )

( What I probably will say )

1:40am: Happy birthday, Momtastic!
Today is a very, very special day -- my mother's birthday. :) I'm sorry I can't be there to celebrate it with you, Mom, but I hope you have a wonderful day.

12:01pm: OMG, buy me this!
http://www.freakinsweetnews.com/2009/05/20/trivial-pursuit-family-guy-out-now

1:43pm: I hate when I can't find things on the internet!
There was a short, most likely from Animaniacs, in which a little plane wants to be jet, but his prop plane father disapproves. They don't talk; they just kind of beep at each other.

It is not Little Johnny Jet! That is much, much older, and most of the planes talk.

I have exhausted every Google search term I can come up with here. I'm going crazy. Someone -- anyone -- help me find this damn cartoon! I swear it exists!

7:28pm: ALS walk
Please sponsor my sister in the ALS walk, if you can. Click here for a link to her walk page. I'm really bummed out that I can't do the walk this year, but I hope you'll sponsor her. Thank you!

8:52pm:
see more pwn and owned pictures

10:52am: I feel pretty strongly that I need to have this.

4:43pm: Amazon sucks!
http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/afterword/archive/2009/04/12/amazon-policy-on-lgbt-books-spurs-twitter-uprising.aspx

Open letter c/o hildebabble:
http://booksquare.com/open-letter-to-amazon-regarding-recent-policy-changes/

12:02am: I thought my name had never been uttered in popular music, but it's in a little song you may have heard of called "Dance to the Music" by Sly and the Family Stone. Sweet. How did I miss that for so many years?!