THIS.
(Then of course, there’s this.)
And THIS. (Chick is WEIRD but the song is BOMB.)
And finally, THIS.
If you’re having a bad day, hope this makes it better. If you’re having a great day, hope this makes it KICK ASS.
Category: Video
Work – The Great Silencer of Blogs
Believe me, there’s nothing I’d like better than to post daily to this blog. But I’m five and a half articles into an assignment load that totals (counting) SIXTEEN that are due by this Friday. I kind of got loaded up this week because of a special project, which on the one hand WOO MONEY, but on the other hand OW MY ASS IS ASLEEP.
My Canon 7D is going back to Canon so they can figure out the focus issues I seem to have been experiencing since first getting the thing in August. It took me this long to convince myself that hey, maybe it ISN’T me and is, in fact, the CAMERA. AND I took my laptop back to the store yesterday for them to fix my wireless issues AND LET ME TELL YOU WHAT, nothing pisses me off more than having an Epic Ton of work to get done, with a laptop that unequivocally REFUSES to connect to the Internet. From whence comes my bread and butter and bacon and shiny pretty things. Poor Bill was up in Tuba City on Thursday night, and I’d planned to get a bunch of work done, but instead was bitchy to him on the phone because I couldn’t get my computer working after an hour and a half of trying and pushing buttons and unplugging and replugging and deleting profiles and recreating profiles and FUCK IT ALL I’M DRINKING A HALF A BOTTLE OF WINE AND WATCHING TWILIGHT.
My new rifle came in today (an S&W M&P 15-22) and MAN is my laptop lucky it’s at the service center. Is all I’m saying. So instead of using IT as a target when Bill and I go shooting this weekend, I’ll probably just stick to the paper targets. Unless another piece of electronic equipment gets on my bad side. They’d better WATCH THEMDAMNSELVES.
Here are four songs that are simultaneously my current favorites, but have also been running around and around AND AROUND in my head such that I’m getting a wee bit sick of them.
Okay, back to work for me!
… they have a large percentage of their teeth left.
Please, if you love me, just go watch this. Then come back.
THIS. This right here is why I’m so fucking homesick. You guys. How many times have I gone on and on about Portland, and J’s Oyster (4:04 to about 7:41)? How many times have I lauded the good folk that inhabit my home state? How often have I ached to get back to the way life is supposed to be?
Just watch it. Watch it all, and you’ll be on your way to understanding me. You may not particularly get WHY I want to move home so bad, but you’ll at least gain a slight insight into what went into making me who I am.
(If you want to watch the rest, part two is here (Conte’s!) and part three is here (bean suppah!).)
(Jesus God I’m homesick.)