• Political Slacktivism

    Political Slacktivism Well, it’s a quarter to 11 and I’m still sitting here in my pajamas… which means I don’t have enough time to get to the Obama photo thingy. *sigh* Although, really, I think I could do more net good for his campaign simply by trying to get my Grandpa to stop forwarding emails bagging him out…


  • Biggest Loser Finale

    I fast-forwarded through most of last night’s Biggest Loser finale, but I’m really happy that Sam won. He, Alison, and Kerstin did a great job. For me, though, my favourite transformation was definitely Sheridan. Great dress, great hair, great makeup; she looked like a million bucks. I was really pulling for her to win the eliminated contestants’ prize, but Sean had that one in the bag. Did anyone notice of AJ asked Sheridan or Michael about their romance? If she did, I certainly missed it.


  • Phedippidations

    I feel great. I wanted to skip my swimming lesson last night, but the Snook urged me to go. I’m glad I listened to him. It felt good to get back to my training and stop letting my stomach dictate my life. This morning I headed out for my first run of the week, an easy 5K around the neighbourhood before work. Along the way I listened to the most recent episode of Phedippidations, which Steve recorded during this past Monday’s Boston Marathon. How hard-core is that?! He was running on an injured ankle (which he himself admits wasn’t very smart), but he persevered and finished in less than five hours. It was really inspiring to listen to his updates every mile and to marvel at how far he was pushing himself. Yes, his podcasts get a little cheesy and self-important at times with all the affirmations and cosmic hoo-ha, but when I’m out running, that really appeals to me. And dude, if/when I ever finish my first marathon, I’m sure I’ll hear the Carmina Burana playing in my head too…

    Anyway, at the end of the podcast Steve mentioned the World Wide Half Marathon. The idea is that people around the world sign up to run a half-marathon (or a 5K) sometime around the weekend of October 11-12. I was checking the Cool Running calendar to see what’s on that month… and I discovered that the Melbourne Marathon (and half marathon) is that weekend. Sounds like a plan right? I can’t wait to do a lap inside the MCG!


  • CSS Homer Simpson

    CSS Homer Simpson. Holy crap, that’s cool! (Link courtesy of Daring Fireball.)


  • Shared today on Facebook

    is recovering from my latest swimming lesson.



  • All Queue Jumpers Go to Hell

    What IS IT with people cutting in front of me in line lately? I’ve had women cut in front of me THREE TIMES in the past two days.

    • Yesterday morning I was waiting for a bus during rush hour when several pulled up at once. I headed for the second one, which was quite full. Since I was the first one waiting, the bus driver held up his hand to stop me from boarding until he could see how many folks were getting off at the back door. While I’m standing there, this lady tries to BLOW PAST ME and climb on the bus. I actually stuck my arm out to block her and said, “Excuse me? I’m WAITING TO GET ON THE BUS.” Like, what the hell did she think I was doing there? Staring at the bus driver trying to decide if I was getting on?
    • Today I went to the grocer at lunchtime to pick up some veggies. There were four cash registers, each with one customer being served at them. I was the only person waiting, so I wasn’t sure exactly where to stand. The “Fresh Express” place is sorta in the middle of a shopping mall, and there wasn’t room for a queue for each register. So I stood to one side, waiting for one of the cashiers to tell me to come over. While I was standing there, this lady brandishing an avocado BLEW RIGHT PAST ME and nabbed a just-open cashier. It was so quick I didn’t even get a chance to yell at her. At first I was tempted to give her the benefit of the doubt, like maybe she was observing the proper queue procedure and I wasn’t, but really, there was no way she could’ve missed me standing there with a basket looking expectantly at the cashiers.
    • Not five minutes later, I was at Baker’s Delight waiting to buy a cinnamon roll for my afternoon snack. Not wanting to crowd the counter, I was standing, like, two feet back waiting for one of the clerks to be free. Again, some lady BLOWS PAST ME and squeezes into the space directly between me and the counter.

    So what the hell? Does my “waiting” face convey that I’m some slack-jawed yokel who doesn’t know what she’s doing? Or are these people really just that rude, and it is my mission in life to catch them out and teach them a lesson?


  • Scam!

    “Brazen scammer claims to be fraud squad head.” Oh, wow! Snookums actually got a call from that scammer yesterday! He didn’t know what “court appearance” the message was talking about, so he pressed the button to get put through to somebody. He didn’t get this “Col Dyson” person though; he said it was an Asian lady and he couldn’t understand what she was saying. He hung up and then called the actual courthouse to see what it was about, and they told him that loads of people had gotten similar messages and they were all bogus. Be vigilant, people!


  • Endoscopy

    Well, I’m off to get a camera stuck down my throat again. Wish me luck.

    Back later: Well, that was a bit anticlimactic. The biggest annoyance was that I had to wait a full 2.5 HOURS past my appointment time before I got in to see the doctor. (I sent the Snook home rather than have him sit in the waiting room all day.) I have no idea why the Inner West Endoscopy Centre was so backed up, but it really sucked. Especially since I had to fast beforehand, so it was nearly 20 hours before I was able to have a proper meal again. Anyway, they put a line in my arm and shot me up with the drugs. I was determined to really pay attention to the procedure this time, and I remember them starting to wheel my bed into the surgery. Instantly I was back in my little recovery cubicle, dozing on my side and waiting for the process to start. I finally lifted my head and asked when it was my turn. “You’re already done,” the nurse said. I missed it again! I don’t know what they gave me – GHB? – but man, I like that stuff. I wish I could take it at night to help me fall asleep. So I sat up and had some tea and cookies, and I SMSed the Snook to let him know I was done. By the time I was up and dressed, he was there to pick me up. We waited around to talk to the doctor… who basically admitted that they didn’t see much. There was apparently some slight damage below the duodenum, but it sounds like it was a lot less than last time. They took quite a lot of samples to biopsy so hopefully my doctor will be able to tell me more next week. As for now, I’m just going to eat and sleep and enjoy these last few hours before the sedation finally wears off (and my stomach starts hurting from all the poking around).


  • How to Win Over 15 Male Software Developers

    1. Make banana pudding.
    2. Bring banana pudding to work.
    3. Profit.

    I felt a little ashamed of myself, actually. I’m supposed to be revered for my mad PHP skillz, not my pudding-making ability. Oh, well.


  • Obama’s Harbour Bridge of Hope

    I just received word from Democrats Abroad that Obama supporters “are gathering at famous bridges for a global photographic campaign to show support for their candidate.” The photographs will then be edited into a YouTube video. The Sydney event is taking place this Saturday, May 3rd, at 11am at the Opera House steps. I plan on being there, and I urge any of you similarly-minded people (whether American, Australian, or whatever) to come along too.



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