Except Firefly. That was pretty good.
And Serendipity. That too.
Oh! And Battlestar Galactica. That wasn't bad.
And as long as we watched that, Caprica was O.K.
"Oooh! Let's watch some more Dr. Who tonight!"
Resistance is futile!
P.S. She's announced that she's knitting me a TARDIS. w00t!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
JEEEEEEZUS, It's loud in here!
Just a few random things for you.
The house two doors down from us is undergoing a gut-renovation. They knew they'd be removing the entire interior, but I think they were a bit surprised when they discovered they'd have to completely replace the roof. And the entire back wall. And most of the floors. They work from 8:30 or so in the morning til Five-ish. They're really nice, but they're LOUD.
The church five doors down from us in the other direction is being turned into condos. In addition to whatever interior construction that requires, they're also putting in a 30 car underground garage and putting up another building in the rear yard. When they started excavating for the garage, they had a steady procession of larger and larger equipment to deal with the "rock" that turned out to be directly and continuously connected to a small mountain somewhere in Pennsylvania. I've never met any of these guys, but they too are LOUD. They, also work during the daytime, so it's not the end of the world.
Then there's the school across the street from us. They're doing masonry work. But they "can't" do the work during school hours, so those guys come to work at 4 in the afternoon and work til 11 at night. And they're chipping and grinding and banging and every other damned thing they can think of to make noise. Until 11 o'clock every night. I'm pretty sure there's a guy there whose job is to just bang a couple of cans together. THEY'RE LOUD. And they're scheduled to be there for EIGHTEEN MONTHS. I hate them.
There's another house being renovated next door to the church. They've been on a stop-and-start schedule for a while now -- depending on when they have money to continue working. They're mostly stopped. I've never met them, but I like them a lot.
Some of this may make me a BAD PERSON, but I think I can live with the stigma.
The house two doors down from us is undergoing a gut-renovation. They knew they'd be removing the entire interior, but I think they were a bit surprised when they discovered they'd have to completely replace the roof. And the entire back wall. And most of the floors. They work from 8:30 or so in the morning til Five-ish. They're really nice, but they're LOUD.
The church five doors down from us in the other direction is being turned into condos. In addition to whatever interior construction that requires, they're also putting in a 30 car underground garage and putting up another building in the rear yard. When they started excavating for the garage, they had a steady procession of larger and larger equipment to deal with the "rock" that turned out to be directly and continuously connected to a small mountain somewhere in Pennsylvania. I've never met any of these guys, but they too are LOUD. They, also work during the daytime, so it's not the end of the world.
Then there's the school across the street from us. They're doing masonry work. But they "can't" do the work during school hours, so those guys come to work at 4 in the afternoon and work til 11 at night. And they're chipping and grinding and banging and every other damned thing they can think of to make noise. Until 11 o'clock every night. I'm pretty sure there's a guy there whose job is to just bang a couple of cans together. THEY'RE LOUD. And they're scheduled to be there for EIGHTEEN MONTHS. I hate them.
There's another house being renovated next door to the church. They've been on a stop-and-start schedule for a while now -- depending on when they have money to continue working. They're mostly stopped. I've never met them, but I like them a lot.
Some of this may make me a BAD PERSON, but I think I can live with the stigma.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
CSI: Brooklyn. Ornithological Division.
On the evening of Thursday, May 10th, a deceased pigeon was discovered behind the trash cans at a Brooklyn residence. Local authorities responded promptly and began a thorough investigation.
Cause of death remains undetermined at this time, but the circumstances are being characterized as "suspicious".
Through this surveillance photo, Police have identified a "Pigeon of Interest" and hope to locate him for questioning.
Police are actively requesting information from the public and assure you that all callers' confidentiality will be protected.
Updates will be supplied as warranted.
Through this surveillance photo, Police have identified a "Pigeon of Interest" and hope to locate him for questioning.
Updates will be supplied as warranted.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Stuff I Found On The Sidewalk. A Participatory Thread.
Item, the first:
I ran across this nifty little pair of sunglasses a month or so ago. They're utterly useless and but I couldn't resist picking them up and I couldn't get myself to throw them away. Then I decided to show them to you guys. Obviously, they needed to be shown with something to provide a bit of scale.
Which brings up this question: When you give these two guys the right accessories, it's obvious that they were total badasses; Name the currently-living hottie each would be dating. (Note: If you choose to go there, feel free, but any votes for Bieber will get you tossed out of the family; remember - badass!)
Item, the second:
Sadly for them, but fortuitous for us, preadolescent girls' tradecraft isn't very well developed, so I was able to intercept this dead drop clandestine communication. (Note to aspiring spies: If the wind is blowing your secret missive around, you're doing it wrong.) Anyway, take a look.
I ran across this nifty little pair of sunglasses a month or so ago. They're utterly useless and but I couldn't resist picking them up and I couldn't get myself to throw them away. Then I decided to show them to you guys. Obviously, they needed to be shown with something to provide a bit of scale.
Which brings up this question: When you give these two guys the right accessories, it's obvious that they were total badasses; Name the currently-living hottie each would be dating. (Note: If you choose to go there, feel free, but any votes for Bieber will get you tossed out of the family; remember - badass!)
Item, the second:
Sadly for them, but fortuitous for us, preadolescent girls' tradecraft isn't very well developed, so I was able to intercept this dead drop clandestine communication. (Note to aspiring spies: If the wind is blowing your secret missive around, you're doing it wrong.) Anyway, take a look.
The front of the little envelope with obvious code names.
The rear of the little envelope with cryptic notation
One side of the enclosed note. Is it a map? Who are the mysterious characters and where are they being sent?
And finally, the meat of the issue.
What, pray tell, is G.R.O.S.S.?*
Ginormous Ruminants Of the South Seas?
Girls Romping On Sudanese Sofas?
Giraffes Raiding Opthalmic Super Stores?
I WANT ANSWERS!
P.S. Do you think I should call this in?
Ginormous Ruminants Of the South Seas?
Girls Romping On Sudanese Sofas?
Giraffes Raiding Opthalmic Super Stores?
I WANT ANSWERS!
P.S. Do you think I should call this in?
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*I tried scraping off the White-Out, and I tried holding the note up to a light, but the obliterated part of the note is pretty effectively obliterated. I'm assuming G.R.O.S.S. stands for Getting Rid Of So-and-So (initials S.S.), but that's not all that much fun.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Prepare To Be Assimilated. Resistance Is...Hey! Come Back Here!
On Sunday, we paid one of our infrequent visits to The Brooklyn Flea. I gotta be honest; there are only so many times you can look at the nifty "repurposed stuff" over and over again. And I'll admit to a fairly low threshold for artisinal, locally made things -- especially when you find out that the only thing local about it is that it's designed in some woman's Brooklyn apartment, but manufactured for her in India.
On the other hand, there's always good stuff to eat. Anon GF and I shared a lobster roll and a shrimp roll -- both of them really yummy. And we scored some homemade donuts!
On the other hand, there's always good stuff to eat. Anon GF and I shared a lobster roll and a shrimp roll -- both of them really yummy. And we scored some homemade donuts!
Then we left to go get a beer.
Not only a great label - "Tempered over burning witches"! - but it truly didn't suck.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here. I did witness this near luring-over-to-the-dark-side of a little girl.
Oooh, look! Dinosaurs!
A whole wagon-load of dinosaurs!
Our test subject is drawn in. Dreams of paleontology are being hatched!
Aaaaand, the jewelry display wins.
Ah well. she may be back. And this is totally apocryphal, but I've heard that some little girls who've gotten Lego's new girl-centric version are having no trouble figuring out how to build little pink trebuchets to storm the walls of Cinderella's Castle!
Besides that, did I mention there was seafood and beer? Followed by napping? All in all, a highly successful Sunday!
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