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April 25, 2008
Breaking News
I like my body today. I probably won't like it tomorrow, but in this moment, right now, I'm pretty damn happy with myself.
Make a note.
Posted by lysa at 10:14 AM | Comments (6)
April 23, 2008
I think I might be scary
I've always been somewhat torn on the use of feminine wiles. On the one hand, Darwin would most certainly attribute benefits derived from displaying your assets as a key factor in a species' evolution. In fact, I get a special wave of pleasure when I am able to get more information from people by playing stupid. It's their own sexist inclination to believe that women asking for technical support are morons, and I have no issues taking complete advantage of it. In fact, obtaining information from social engineering is a wonderful little hack. I'm getting off-point.
I bring up feminine wiles because I realized yesterday that mine might be a little skewed. My guitar school shares a space with a guitar repair company. I brought my guitar in for a set-up ( a tune-up for guitars ) on Monday. The man in charge of fixing the guitars is quite tall, and he speaks with an accent that I could probably identify if I wasn't so mesmerized by it. Anyhoo..... I explained that I loved my guitar dearly, and asked that he be very careful. He said he would.
I got an e-mail yesterday from the tall, accented man letting me know he fixed some of my frets (insert a lot of technical guitar talk here) and when he got to the part about costs, said this:
"I usually charge much more for the saddle, but I said that I could make the original work and you scare me I'm only charging for the part!)."
Hrmm. I didn't yell, I didn't threaten, I have no control over his network, and I wasn't wielding any swords. As far as I know, no one had bought me the stun-gun that I've been asking for, so, what was so scary about me? Is this my evolutionary talent?
Today I'm wearing a black sundress and a preppy white sweater - I think i'm looking very girly. I pickup my guitar tonight, maybe I can get to the bottom of this.
To all reading this who know me... Is scary my wile?
Posted by lysa at 11:06 AM | Comments (6)
April 17, 2008
The Scale.
Dear Diary,
This entry is likely to be followed by "The Measuring Tape". I just want you to know that I purchased a digital scale. Thus far I am displeased with the discrepancy between the "Old Number" and the "New Number". This rude increment must be defeated.
I'll write more after I kill the scale.
-me.
P.S This morning my fellah asked me if I was drumming in my dreams last night. I had to confess that I dreamt that I was a drummer on American Idol, playing the bongos for Jason Castro. Apparently, I "played" the bed last night.
*sigh*
Posted by lysa at 9:18 AM | Comments (5)
April 16, 2008
I wonder
After watching the final episode of Battelstar Gallactica, season 3 last night, I wonder: If a cylon gets a tattoo after their initial body was created, and then has to go to the resurrection ship, are they resurrected with a tattoo or without? It would really suck to have to go and get another 5 hour tattoo every time you needed to be resurrected, ya know?
Posted by lysa at 9:18 AM | Comments (7)
April 9, 2008
U23D
We saw U23D last night, and even if you're not a mega-fan I suggest you go out and see it. It was full on 3-D which was a little annoying at first, but after my eyes got used to the glasses and Bono being waaaaaay too close to me, it's was quite a concert like experience.
I grew up around live music, and concerts always send me back to my days as a warrior youth. For those that remember my Bjork entry, you'll recall that I walked out of there ready to join the Peace Corps. I was fired up, energetic and full on ready to change the world.
Bono did very much the same thing. U23D features coverage from the band's Buenos Aires Vertigo tour. Even though the song Vertigo makes me break out in hives, I enjoyed the concert. They played a nice selection of their music including "Vertigo" "New Year's Day" "Beautiful Day" "Sometimes You Can't Make It on Your Own" "Love and Peace" "Sunday Bloody Sunday" "Bullet the Blue Sky" "Miss Sarajevo" "Where the Streets Have No Name" "One" "The Fly" "With or Without You" and, "Pride (In the Name of Love)".
During "Pride" I got sentimental and hopeful. They showed the crowd, thousands of people crowded into one area, yet no riots took place. Thousands of people jumping up and down, in perfect synchronicity shouting about love and peace. Is it possible to scream these words and not understand the message behind them? Will any of these people who watched the background video of Martin Luther King speaking do anything to make this world better? Will I?
During this performance my thoughts were disrupted by earlier news stories: A girl getting beaten by 8 classmates over a MySpace page, a 7 year old being raped while her attacker videotapes - horrible, horrible images of violence and violations. How can these different thoughts occupy the same mind? It's a pollution of my peace, and i'm pissed off in a quiet rage today, wanting desperately to do something *good* and not really knowing how.
Posted by lysa at 9:47 AM | Comments (2)
April 8, 2008
Two whole wheats, please
This entry was going to be about the guy who was walking around Bed, Bath & Beyond in his pajamas last weekend, but that story just got trumped courtesy of the Asshat(©BeeLog) I ran into downstairs, buying breakfast.
This man, wearing a purple polo shirt walks up to the counter and orders "Two whole wheats with bacon, egg and cheese". Even I was confused. Now, the guys behind the counter speak breakfast English pretty well. I've never had a problem ordering - they may not always give me or my co-workers what we want, but I don't think that's a language issue - just your general lack of complacency.
Back to the Asshat.
"I said two whole wheats, with bacon, egg and cheese."
The guys behind the counter were understandably confused. Did he wants two sandwiches? One sandwich with 4 pieces of bread? They asked him to clarify, and Mr. Asshat is getting pissed off. He repeats his "whole wheats" order, and then, to my complete awe says "English! It's a great language - you should learn it!"
My head done near spun around, I tells ya.
Now, I aint always up on my book learnin', but I'm pretty sure that anyone who orders "two whole wheats" should not be lecturing anyone about their mis-use of the English language.
I was feeling the need to walk over and whistapoop this gentleman, but I decided violence in the workplace was probably not the best idea.
Posted by lysa at 10:15 AM | Comments (5)