Paying for Parking

Eeee- we's so grown-up!

Our car was broken into!

Yesterday, actually.  And our stereo was stolen.  I didn't know that people stole those anymore, especially ones like ours where it cost way more to install than it did to buy...  Anyway, I'm particularly shocked that I don't feel violated or threatened.  I think it's because it wasn't just our car that was smashed and robbed, but one of six cars (all belonging to various neighbors of mine), it took away the sting.  So did the fact the this apparently happened to a bunch of people last week, and the week before that, and before that...

So (almost) needless to say we're now paying for a parking spot in a gated lot, that has a security guard.

And I would like to state for the record that our thief was very considerate and when s/he ripped the radio from the dash that s/he didn't damage the wires that control the AC.  They did a very good job.

Mondays...

Same fuckin' thing every Monday...

Painfully long work lunch

The last topic of discussion was earthquakes.  Not the causes, not actual disasters, not thought out ways of preparing for them, just earthquakes. I spent the whole time wishing for one to happen right then and there.

I can't stand this kind of stuff.  These long, long discussions that can't even really be considered discussion.  They really resemble monologues, with a shared theme, for all the interaction involved.  Maybe monologue is too generous, because that can include some sort of unique insight.  Everything is an announcement.  It's very "I heard this about that", followed by "Yeah, I heard that too, but I also heard that about this." It's like having the 10PM TV newscast to lunch.  And just any old nighttime news either, but the local Sunday evening news.

 And that kind of behavior is really what blogs are for.

Quote of Yesterday

Whilst waiting for the bus a man in a wheelchair starts to think out loud;
"Girl you must be rich, 'cause you brought yo'self some beautiful breasts.  Them some fine (my emphasis) titties.  You should really put some that into your ass."

Note to self, wear tighter pants.

My computer is haunting me at work!

Does that mean it's really dead?
Anyway I just saw this over at lifehacker, the Computer Hardware Chart, and I started having flashbacks,

Via lifehacker 

Something unsettling in the bathroom

The bathroom at my job has several, what I will call, soothing framed prints in it.  There's four of them, and really, no other theme than "soothing" connects them.  But that changed today, one has taken on a deeply disturbing aspect. The one that just happens to be best viewed when one is sitting on the toilet.  It's photo of  a damp looking rock in multicolored sand, a very dark rock.  

And today I just realized it looks exactly like somebody took a shit on the beach at sunset, took a photo and fucking framed it.  Maybe it's actually a Hirst, an Emin, or a Serrano. Or a film still from Pink Flamingos, from a scene that never made it in, a day at the beach scene. But I doubt it.