Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

I’ve consolidated my quilt pictures and put them on one webpage – check it out here.

Fan of cheesy 80s flicks? You don’t want to miss Eighties Ending, which combines the endings from all 80s films, ever.

Or perhaps you’re simply looking for guidance, in which case you should consult the 80s Tarot Deck, featuring Ferris Bueller, Thomas Dolby, David Bowie, etc.

Hope I can post this before the power goes o+++ NO CARRIER

Am I the only one who doesn’t want to get 3 meg attachments of car crashes and cats in my inbox? Because when I get them and email the sender that it’s nicer to put the file up on a webpage and mail out URLs, I invariably get a hurt response or puzzled silence. A friend sent me something like 6 megs of movie files from Stile Project the other day while I was in Las Vegas. I was using my Sprint phone to check mail and it took me around 30 minutes to download that one message. That counts against my monthly cell phone usage, not to mention my mailbox quota.

Should I give up trying to tell people that it’s not nice to send huge files unsolicited (or is it?) and just ask them nicely not to send me jokes anymore?

The Six Feet Under finale was last night. I watched it, cried 4 or 5 times during it, and was glad that things got tied up. It was actually a little distressing because it seemed more like a series finale rather than just a season finaly. Apparently the next season won’t start until next June.

In the meantime, I watched the pilot of Out of Order, a new show on Showtime with Eric Stoltz and William H. Macy in it, and I really enjoyed it. Hub didn’t like it because he was only paying a wee bit of attention to it. He doesn’t like shows that don’t let him mess with his computer while he watches them. My dad was like that. He would read and watch TV at the same time.

Anyway, I think Out of Order has some good potential. Besides, Eric Stoltz has like, the sexiest hair ever. If only he had a jaw.

Hub and the three year old went on an excursion today, so I took the 1.5 year old to the Farmer’s Market around the corner. I got a bunch of good stuff even though we got there late: cucumbers, summer and acorn squash, tamales, tomatoes, and peaches. Only problem is that it was hot, and it was noon, and now the kid and I are sweaty and red-faced.

Next time I’ll go earlier so I can get more fruit and so that I don’t bake on the spot.

Dangit, the Drafthouse is showing Chitty Chitty Bang Bang tomorrow for its matinee. Too bad the kids asked to watch it this afternoon. They’ll be too burned out on it to go see it tomorrow. Well, that’s ok – I promised Jo I’d take her to see Finding Nemo; maybe we’ll do that this weekend. Plus I need to buy circus tickets. And Blue Man Group is coming to Austin this summer – wonder if the kids would like that or if it’d be too loud.

I miss my kitty. I still haven’t brought myself to buy him a stone.

I just miss him.