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Friday, April 25, 2003

oh, y'know... erika has just the right idea.


springtime love-init's always a good idea to let people know how much they mean, as erika pointed out today. and she suggested doing something about it. thanks for the nudge! i'm still making the rounds, and it's been quite lovely to be reminded of what each of my regular reads brings to the day.


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Thursday, April 24, 2003

i just found out that Wayne died.


Wayne and i had fallen out of touch in the last year, just the natural drift, circles of friends, circumstances, what have you. and that all seems very pointless right now. he was one of the kindest souls i've met, a bear of a man in appearance, perhaps, but a honey bear with a huge heart. kind, sweet, funny, creative, artist, with a weakness for a good cigar and a fine meal, and a very infectious laugh.

you will be sorely missed, sir, and by many. i wish i could give you a big hug and tell you how much we all care for you, but will make do with going over to CBC and hoisting one in your honor.


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i've started to develop a fondness for random sites where i can't understand a word, but am entertained by the photos.


take this, for example: Japanese wet towel art (courtesy of Speckled Paint). really, don't get a bit of what he (?) is saying. but the photos are hilarious. and the instructive diagrams don't need words.

josh also pointed the way to this, which gives Hello, Kitty a whole new meaning.

i suppose, really, it all started when mike pointed out the Kikkoman home movies, as well as a variety of other animated oddities.

thanks, guys. life is a little more interesting when sprinkled with the absurd. ;)


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Wednesday, April 23, 2003

courtesy of Chica: How to Keep a Healthy Level of Insanity in the Workplace.


* Run one lap around the office at top speed.
* Page yourself over the intercom (do not disguise your voice).
* Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle (there must be a non-player within sight).
* At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (extra points if you actually launch into it yourself).
* While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator.
* In a colleague's datebook, write in 10am: "See how I look in tights." (Extra points if it is a male, even more if he is your boss.)
* Carry your keyboard over to your colleague and ask "You wanna trade?"
* Find the vacuum and start vacuuming around your desk.
* Present meeting attendees with a cup of coffee and biscuit, smashing each biscuit with your fist.
* During the course of a meeting, slowly edge your chair towards the door.
* Arrange toy figures on the table to represent each meeting attendee, move them according to the movements of their real-life counterparts.
* Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over his or her caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
* Put mosquito netting around your work area. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day.


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i really have to stop reading the news.


there's altogether too much that's been making me sad or just plain angry and aggravated.

and this, my friends, is why The Daily Show and my TV boyfriend are the preferred news source. at least he's cute and makes me laugh.


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Tuesday, April 22, 2003



PMS bites.


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dear Very Important SUV-Type Person:


i'm so sorry that i nearly hit your back bumper when you stopped short in front of me last night. clearly, i missed the memo on what makes you more important than the rest of us, thereby entitling you to park in the 'No Parking/Fire Lane'. because you must be more important to do something like that, right? you weren't setting a bad example as you stopped short in front of the Blockbuster Video store, shortening the distance you had to haul your lazy ass to an acceptable distance. no, you wouldn't want to set a bad example for your kid, who scuttled in behind you. and i'm sure if i ask nicely, you'll have your personal assistant forward me another copy of the memo wherein you are declared Exceptionally Special. i wouldn't want to miss such an important memo.

bastige.

no love -
beth

dear Chip People:

i'm not sure if i'm happy or sad that you've decided to make blue cheese pomme frites. but i definitely think that it's a vast conspiracy that they were on sale this week. pardon me for typing this with my mouth full.

salty affection -
beth

damn PMS:

get out of here. now. no, i mean it. get the fuck out, now. you are so not welcome.

crankily,
beth


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Monday, April 21, 2003

pretty much the only thing you'll need to read about the Marathon.


(courtesy of Boston Common.)


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i finally gave in and tried my hand at mapping countries in Northern Africa and the Middle East.


the folks over at Rethinking Schools put together a map game where you can drag the name of the country into the proper place. (thanks to ***dave for pushing me along.) as i feared, i did atrociously. altho i must get some sort of bonus points for actually knowing where Qatar and Bahrain were on the first try, don't you think?


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ah, Mondays. :)


already running late, because my neighbor backed out first... into the Mad Russian's van. as the Mad Russian was watching. created a little bit of a holdup, that one.

and as i went to get some Corporate Coffee (you know, the sludge they provide for free and loosely term 'coffee'), i realized that i'm still disturbed by the sound effects. don't remember if i told you about this, but a few months ago, my boss came in to get coffee while i was eating.

[in background] **ssschhhhplorpburpplotz** **phrphrphrbbbrrrrabptz!**
me: um, that didn't sound good.
Boss: well, at least i got the last two squirts out of it.
me: ew.

so, yeah. anyway, much happened this weekend, and i'll try to cobble it all together into something today. The Dane has his own take on things, of course. and if i ask nicely, he may even grace us with a guest entry, just so you can hear his side. [yes. i know. that was shameless. and your point? *wink*]


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