October 2011
6 posts
Competition time
Because the only thing that’s keeping my mind off the surgical horrors that await me tomorrow is being silly about the whole thing, I’m now going to turn it into a competition. A guess-how-many-bubblegum-balls-are-in-the-jar kind of competition. Except that there aren’t any bubblegum balls. Because it’s a hospital. And they frown upon that sort of frivolity.
What...
My pre-surgery playlist →
Click on the title to see the songs I’ve carefully selected for before my surgery on Tuesday. I present them for your amusement, and also so that you can suggest other relevant tracks I might have left out.
Some of the songs on my playlist contain an obvious reference to walking or running or feeling young again or having my hip chopped open, while others are inspiring happy-making songs...
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Extra features to make my hip awesome
Since I’m going to all this effort of getting a new hip, I figure I might as well make it worth my while and have the doctor include a few extra features. So I asked my Twitter friends for some ideas today. Here’s what they came up with:
a pop-out holster of sorts, to hold a whiskey tumbler (Nathan)
a Wolverine-style weapon (Randall)
turbo boost and an airbag (Jo)
auto-swing for...
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Edheads.org - Virtual Hip Surgery →
Now you too can do hip replacement surgery! This fun, interactive game lets you measure, cut, saw, hammer, stitch and staple a hip JUST LIKE MINE. Yay! (This has rather cemented my decision to be sedated during my operation.)
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The only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work and...
– Steve Jobs, 2005 Stanford Commencement Address. (via pauljacobson)
September 2011
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May 2011
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December 2010
2 posts
Waxing nostalgic...
catalogliving:
After lighting the wicks, Gary listened with a heavy heart as the squirrel and porcupine discussed their plans for that night.
November 2010
2 posts
October 2010
8 posts
Living the stereotype
Me: Still on your call? Want to listen to podcasts in the lounge, but the cable's unplugged and there are like 50 million identical sockets at the back of the hi-fi. :-(
Him: Plug into front.
Me: Ah.
Husbands are cunning
catalogliving:
Of course it’s an easy job to stand the pears up on the board, but the sooner I get it right the sooner Elaine gives me something else to do.
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
This is why I love my friends
My friend Jo wrote this little poem for me a week ago, when I was feeling horribly frustrated because I had to lie down all the time and my hip was sore and the painkillers weren’t helping.
It made me stop being a grumpy-pants right away.
KERRY-ANNE!
KERRY-ANNE!
SHE CAN DO WHAT
NO-ONE CAN!
COPY WRITE AND
CONTENT STRAT
BELLY DANCE AND
SPEAK LOLCAT
ACE TWITTER WIT
AND PODCAST STAR...
September 2010
1 post
July 2010
2 posts
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-7-18) →
U2 (18)
Anathema (3)
Shakira (3)
Prime Circle (3)
Joaquín Sabina (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
A twist of something...
catalogliving:
Elaine was not amused by Gary’s passive-aggressive response to her request to “garnish the cocktails.”
June 2010
1 post
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-6-20) →
Simple Plan (4)
Chris Rea (3)
U2 (3)
Sum 41 (3)
Robbie Williams (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
October 2009
1 post
True story.
Little Miss Kerry sat on a chairy, Eating her rainbow rolls. Down came a spider and sat on her hair, But Miss Kerry kept eating; she was quite unaware. Thank goodness for Paul Who thought nothing at all Of swatting her hard on the head. Miss Kerry was stunned In more ways than one And the spider is now presumed dead.
(Yes, I know the metre’s all wrong in the 3rd and 4th lines. Don’t...
May 2009
16 posts
The man who is to become South Africa’s next president rarely misses an...
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My machine my machine Gun Please bring my machine gun My machine gun my machine gun Please bring my machine gun My machine gun my machine gun Please bring my machine gun Please bring my machine gun You’re pulling me back My machine gun, Please bring my machine gun
From AP. Lyrics from Wikipedia.
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Follow Friday
delgrosso:
So, who are the three Twitter people who aren’t currently following you, but who you wish were?
FWIW, mine are @warrenellis, @hodgman, and @lonelysandwich.
Your turn.
1. @sween, because he makes me laugh. Every. Single. Time. Also, because I was once featured right below him in the Chicago Tribune. And one should always be followed by one’s article-mates, not so? (So this...
Memory is strange.
indefensible:
I remember being young, but I cannot for the life of me remember what I used to see when I looked in the mirror. I feel like I’ve had an old face my entire life.
Well, you know, PERSONALLY I wouldn’t have chosen the word “old”… but still, I know just what you mean. And also, even though I remember doing some very silly, childish things*, I can’t...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-5-10) →
The Dirty Skirts (72)
U2 (21)
Prime Circle (19)
Cat Stevens (18)
The Calling (18)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
I got breakfast in bed anyway.
Ah, Mother’s Day, that glorious time of year when I am once again reminded that I have failed to live up to society’s expectations. Never mind, I tell myself, any day now the guys in the R&D department over at Hallmark are going to cotton on to this burgeoning market, and institute Crazy Cat Lady Day.
And when that day comes, I look forward to receiving cute little dead birds and...
Tiller tweets →
Please understand, inhabitants of Idaho, that if you’re going to keep presenting us with evidence like this, then we non-Americans will have no choice but to continue equating your state with all things cute and folksy. (See also “Sarah Palin” and “Potatoes”.)
Giant tarantulas invade Aus town: Sci-Tech: News:... →
It’s the last sentence that gets me. If I knew that I’d been within fifty bargepole-lengths of this monster, never mind actually been BITTEN by it, I can safely say that I’d feel ill for the rest of my life.
Kind people of the interwebs, what are your...
April 2009
4 posts
Life is too important to be taken seriously.
– Oscar Wilde