Entertainment of Various Types
Since I've been on a media review kick lately, let's continue the trend.
Bananas
Pregnancy is a funny thing. Some days it's okay. Some days it's even a little fun. People are awful nice to you when you're pregnant. Everyone wants to know how you are and how you're feeling. Strangers smile at you and go out of their way to open doors for you. Friends volunteer to rub your back, carry things for you.
Network Neutrality
I'm going to rant about this Network Neutrality issue for a bit. It seems like a lot of people feel that they don't understand this or they think they can't do anything about it. Allow me set you straight on both accounts.
Hot Stuffy Hug
This may sound weird, but you know where one of my favorite places is? My car on a hot day. It's about 84 degrees outside right now, according to my handy-dandy desktop widget, anyway. My car has been parked out in front of my office all day in the sun. It's probably another 10 degrees hotter in there. I just took a break to fetch a snack, and got that lovely moment of slipping into the car and shutting the door, and letting the heat just soak into my skin. Nobody likes that but me, I think. Not at 94 degrees, anyway. It's stuffy and hot and it wraps around you like a hug.
Nothing Whatever
My 28th birthday came to pass on Sunday. Another day older and another day wiser. . . or something. My friends wanted to throw me a party, take me out to dinner, what-have-you. I resisted. Perhaps it's a nesting thing, but I haven't been feeling particularly social lately and leaving the house generally feels like more trouble than it's worth. (Apparently cleaning the house has also seemed like more trouble than it's worth because I haven't been doing much of that either.)
Useful Meeting
I've had a major victory at work. The GIS staff (all two of us) have spent the last few months going 10 rounds with the management about elevation inconsistencies in our GPS gear. The earth isn't round, as it turns out, which is a minor inconvenience to one or two of my fellow office-mates, who subsequently demanded that I make it that way, in addition to solidifying the magma and halting all gravitational interference from other stellar bodies. I'll get right on that. As soon as I become a Q.
Hail Hail Rock and Roll
It's amazing what an effect music can have on you. My work place has been a pretty negative space lately. Due to recent events that are neither appropriate for me to disclose nor necessary for you to hear about, the last thing I wanted to do was walk through that door this morning. Not unless I was armed with a baseball bat and could use a few specific people for batting practice. (I consider myself a pacifist but that doesn't mean I'm not occasionally tempted.)
Rats, Raffles, and Root Beer
You would think that folks in the Davis area would know not to plan events on Picnic Day. You would think.
And Another One Bites the Dust
I just received an email from The Next Chapter, our only local independent bookstore in Woodland. The owners are giving up the fight and looking to sell. If a buyer can't be found they'll be liquidating and shutting down. I've copied the email below. Bless their hearts, in their farewell email they mentioned the new release of volume 3 of The Crow.
Random Bits
Oh Ye Bloggers of Little Habit...
I'm going to do some cleaning around here at the end of the week. All bloggers that I've linked to on my links page who haven't blogged in over a month with be summarily removed from the light that is Swingbug's Home Page and plunged into the darkened netherworld of the lost and forgotten.
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