October 11th, 2003 | by Thacher Cleveland
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Why, why, why do I always end up desperately needing to go grocery shopping the very day of my little town’s “quaint” Street Fair? There are few things more fun than trying to carry an bag load of groceries through a teeming crowd of mid-westerners on what turned out to be quite a warm day.

*sigh*

I had a dream last night that I was in my room (not my room, a mythical room) in my parents house (not their real house, a mythical house) when, all of the sudden, Arnold Schwartzenegger (not a real governor, a mythical governor) walked in and we started chatting. Then, he had dinner with my family. After, I was walked him to the door, I gleefully said “Hey, next time I’m in California, I’ll give you a call!”

That’s all I can say about California right now, without flying into some kind of psychotic rage. All I will say is that I guess this just proves my point that democracy is stupid. I guess that makes me a fascist. Oh well.

Someone who’s LJ I’ve been reading off and on for about a year, changed her layout a couple of days ago, and now it’s completely unreadable with my current display settings (1024 x 768, I think). How do you tell someone you’ve never had a conversation with “Hey, I’m a complete stranger, but I like reading you LJ, and now I can’t read it anymore. Could you fix it?”

Well, I guess it’s as simple as saying that, but I hate being a bother.

My cable came back on Friday (it was gone, long story), and when you don’t watch TV for a while, and then have it again, you realize how fucking weird it is. It’s just strange. For a moment, just a moment, I thought that maybe those people who talk about society programming us to be docile through television, the media confusing us with lies and flashy images, and big companies programming us to consume are totally right, and if I unplugged for longer, I could see it, like the Matrix.

Then a funny commercial came on and I forgot about all that bothersome stuff. Silly, silly herd animal I am.

You’d think with no TV (except the tiny one I borrowed to watch Angel, Smallville, and god help me, the premiere of that wretchedly awful mess of a new Tarzan series) I’d have gotten more work done. Ha-ha, not the case.

If you’re trying to be more productive, don’t reinstall Civilization 3. That thing is a soul-taker, hear-breaker, life…baker? It’s just a bad idea. I’ve been filling my time with that, Madden (since I haven’t been able to watch real football), and making comments on Fark. I had a glorious string of puns about an article about a guy who used his son’s wooden leg to beat a heroin dealer who was trying to sell drugs to the aforementioned leg-less son. Such as, he clearly couldn’t kick the habit, his family never had him pegged as an addict, drug dealers make me hopping mad too, and that of course he “didn’t want his son to fall into the same pit he did,” since he clearly wouldn’t be able to climb out on his own.

Thank you, thank you, that’s my time…

Cranky *and* with bad taste, I remain…

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True Love…

October 8th, 2003 | by Thacher Cleveland
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This is why I love my girlfriend more than any other full grown person on the face of the earth…

She works at an ice cream store, and today she invented a new sundae. It has an ice cream called “White Tiger Paws” and it’s topped with strawberries.

She calls it “The Roy.”

I. Love. This. Woman.

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The times, they are a-changin’…

October 8th, 2003 | by Thacher Cleveland
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Yes, if you squint, you’ll see that things are different…

The lovely people at svaha.com, who host this page, have gotten blogger software installed, so we’re using a whole new client now. How this will affect email updates we shall see, although the fact that Antioch has changed thier mail-server without telling anyone may have more to do than that. Meaning, I can get email, but I can’t send it right now. Hopefully, that will change very, very soon.

Expect things to be in flux for a little bit as we settle in. It’s late, and I’ve been wrestling with XML & HTML all night…

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Sometimes work is easy…

October 1st, 2003 | by Thacher Cleveland
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Girl: “Where can I find Hamlet?”

Me: “Denmark.”

And sometimes the jokes write themselves.

It’s gotten cold. All of the sudden, like a wet trout down the pants, it’s fall. I forgot about it, being so busy and stressed. It had been mild and pleasant, and this past Saturday on the way to the movies, I even thought, “I bet this will be the last fabulously gorgeous day of the year.” Not that the others won’t be pretty to look at or anything like that, but there was something about that day.

I was laying in bed at three am this morning, shivering and trying to figure out why it was so damn cold in my apartment. And then I remembered my air conditioner was still installed. If I was any dumber, I’d have been *on.* The windows in my apartment are all weird, so my AC sits in a hole cut in the wall of my living room, and not having had an air conditioner like this before (I had central air in one apartment for a couple of summers and, oh, the rapture), I forgot that it’s basically like an open window. So I put the insulation and panel back on it, and I’m hoping that I won’t have to actually take it out of the hole this winter, mainly because I have no real closet space, and installing the thing was a pain in the ass (well, not really, but it did involve a bit of physical comedy that I can’t relay on here.)

I just realized that I totally, inadvertently, lied to my neighbor today about putting it in. How weird. In a way, I just kind of created a memory of how I put it in that’s just totally false. Huh. How about that.

I’ve been avoiding TV lately, which is both my choice and the cable company’s (long story). However, I did get to watch the season premiere’s of “Smallville” and “Angel.” God, I love it when two shows I really like are on back to back. Both were really, really, fine works of television, and the new premise of “Angel” (they are in charge of the LA branch of a multi-dimensional evil law firm, and are trying to turn things around by working the system from the inside…which leads to the question “how long before evil begins affecting them instead of the other way around?”) is playing out just as well as I had hoped. There are some new cast additions and deletions (Cordelia is still in a coma, as the actress who plays her is bowing out of her contract or something, and Angel’s son has been mystically “deleted” from existence), the most notable being Spike, from “Buffy,” and it’ll be interesting to see what hook they come up for how and why he’s there (and why he stays). They also have added semi-recurring character, Harmony, one of my personal favorites, as Angel’s new secretary. Eve, Angel’s liaison to the “senior partners” (as they unseen head-evil honchos are called), is definitely the new hotness (I don’t know why or when, but I’ve become all about saying something is “the new hotness”…as well as being “all about” something. I work with too many teenagers). “Smallville” is just as good, although they are at the point where they are pushing Clark so much, piling so much stuff on, that I’d be amazed that he’s going to grow up and be the square-jawed paragon Superman always was (and, much to my chagrin, should be…that’s what he is, super). But still, it makes for some great drama. Both shows, sadly, ended on cliffhangers, which is irritating. Granted, it’s a week and not four months, but still…

It’s funny getting such a charge from TV, but god, I’ve always loved a good story. And much to the chagrin on most around me, I love sharing a good story too. It’s why I’m always pestering you people to watch and read what I do. It’s a sickness, but it itches less than herpes, so that’s a good thing.

Not that I know what herpes feels like.

Before I go, I’ll leave you with the bumper sticker I created. I want to see if they can get it made for me at Dark Star. It’s obscure, but I don’t care.

“Ivo Shandor Was Right”

If you’d want one, let me know.

Down with the sickness, (ooooh AH AH AH!), I remain…

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