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self
ticktockman
I was at a coffee shop with my girlfriend, and I got their large size coffee. I added milk and sweetener. There were two cups holding stirrers. Some black plastic stirrers in one cup, and some longer flat yellowish ones in the other. I took a yellow one because my paper coffee cup was tall.

I sit, I stir, I drink coffee, I lift up the stirrer and it bends. It has turned floppy. It is, in fact, pasta. A noodle. Linguini.

Probably millions of you are nodding your heads and saying "of course" but it was new to me.

*daha*

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Augustus Gloop
ticktockman
I set out two eggs to warm up to room temperature for my pumpkin-bread mix, but when I looked on the counter later there was only one there.

I asked the dog what he knows about this, and he told me that he loves me very much.

*daha*

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self
ticktockman
Dog just tore the stuffing out of a cushion from couch #3. Couch #2 was completely destroyed. Couch #1 just needs a new cushion, but the pattern doesn't exist anymore. An upholsterer offered to create a new cushion that didn't actually match, for $100.

I'm already working with a dog trainer for other issues.

*daha*

ATT iphone 4 compatibility
self
ticktockman
My son bought a used iphone 4 from a well-meaning neighbor. She is an ATT customer, and she got the phone unlocked (by Apple, I think) and sold it to him.

Now the question is, are there any networks besides ATT that he can run the phone on?

*daha*

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self
ticktockman
My next doorstop needs to be made of something the dog doesn't like to chew on. He keeps pulling it out, and then the door swings closed, and then he gets stuck on one side or the other and gets anxious and needy.

*daha*

Paternalism is your friend.
self
ticktockman
So I composed an email using a gmail account. One of the words I typed was "attached". When I hit SEND, gmail popped up a box pointing out that I had used the word "attached", that there was no file attached to the email, and asking if I was sure I wanted to do that.

*daha*

Suddenly I'm quoting things out of books.
self
ticktockman
"I mean, Michael... I think... I think it's gonna be all over, man."

"What?"

"Everything."

"Sodom and Gomorrah, huh?"

"Maybe not that... dramatic, but something like that. We're gonna be... I mean people like you and me... we're gonna be fifty-year old libertines in a world full of twenty-year old Calvinists."

--Armistead Maupin, Tales of the City "Michael's Visitor".

And since that was written in 1978, and the characters were in their 20s, they'd be going on sixty now.

*daha*

I've got the live interview blues
self
ticktockman
Well, I've got 74 hours to prep for this, how hard can it be?

In all my time as a volunteer DJ back in the 80s, I never conducted a live on-air interview with a musician. I sat in on some as a sidekick, but not very many.

This station has a close relationship with the local clubs and promoters and regularly schedules musicians to come in for an interview and to play a few songs live on-air. My regular shift is still Friday mornings 3AM-530AM, but I also grab chances to sub for other DJs when the opportunity comes up.

So. I'm scheduled to sub this Monday for the 3PM-6PM shift, and I just got the word that we've got a guest booked. He's got a 40 year history as a performing musician, including some influential early punk bands, but now he's an accoustic folk artist who's earned enormous respect within the music industry. (I didn't know any of this 30 minutes ago, and didn't recognize his name, because I've been under a rock for 30 years.)

He deserves a better interviewer than me, but I'll struggle through somehow.

*daha*

Couldn't possibly be true
self
ticktockman
My kid called my cell Saturday night while I was with my girlfriend. "Dad, Duke (our dog) was out playing on the line and he tore one of his nipples off."

Questioning reveals there was no blood, no indications of pain or discomfort, and the dog was acting completely normally. It just seemed to my son that there was a blank raw spot where a nipple belonged.

As it turned out, he was mistaken.

But, gosh, I always wonder what it's going to be about when he calls, and I never would have predicted that one.

*daha*

Barnes & Barnes
self
ticktockman
I just had this memory of enjoying a video from the early days of MTV: Fish Heads by Barnes & Barnes. I thought it was a cute and amusing in a self-aware mock-bad way.

So I went and found a streaming source of the album (Voobaha) and ... dear god ... the whole album is unrelentingly awful, juvenile, and unmusical.

I guess it just proves that adding interesting moving images can make horrible music tolerable.

*daha*