Check this out:
http://itsbetterthanitmightbe.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss-dr-horrible.html
That is a totally and completely unexpected turn of events.
It is a great example of outstanding customer service.
It is also a dynamite piece of public relation genius.
I will follow instructions and we shall see what happens.
I also have every intention, no matter what the outcome, of letting hulu.com and the folks there know that I am impressed. I will also let them know that I will pass the word about their site, with a five-star rating.
Absolutely, bloody marvelous!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
A regrettable lack of guac.
Sheesh. We are having nachos for supper because they are quick, easy, don't heat the house up and nummy to boot.
When nachoing, one must have some basic and required ingredients:
tortilla chips
seasoned meat
refried beans
onions
tomatoes*
jalapenos*
cheese
sour cream
guacamole
A very simple list but every one of those ingredients is absolutely vital to a good nacho.
The nearest grocery had no premade guac. They didn't even have an avocado!
I make lousy guacamole so the lack of avocadoness isn't really such a bad thing. But no premade guacamole at all? If it wasn't so damned hot I could have driven another 10 miles to my Favorite Grocery where they carry a brand of guac that is simply divine. It isn't packaged in bottles or cans it's in a snazzy package quite similar to tofu packaging. It is possible for me to eat a whole pack of it in one sitting with a spoon. nomnomnomnomnomnomnom
So, I ended up with "guacamole dip." Um, well, sort of guacamole dip. After the sour cream and chemicals and citric acid and all that other crap there is avocado. Supposedly there is avocado.
I'll be greatly surprised if the stuff tastes anything at all like guac.
* I have 2 smallish romas that are ripe that I will use and lots of beautiful jalapenos. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yummy!
When nachoing, one must have some basic and required ingredients:
tortilla chips
seasoned meat
refried beans
onions
tomatoes*
jalapenos*
cheese
sour cream
guacamole
A very simple list but every one of those ingredients is absolutely vital to a good nacho.
The nearest grocery had no premade guac. They didn't even have an avocado!
I make lousy guacamole so the lack of avocadoness isn't really such a bad thing. But no premade guacamole at all? If it wasn't so damned hot I could have driven another 10 miles to my Favorite Grocery where they carry a brand of guac that is simply divine. It isn't packaged in bottles or cans it's in a snazzy package quite similar to tofu packaging. It is possible for me to eat a whole pack of it in one sitting with a spoon. nomnomnomnomnomnomnom
So, I ended up with "guacamole dip." Um, well, sort of guacamole dip. After the sour cream and chemicals and citric acid and all that other crap there is avocado. Supposedly there is avocado.
I'll be greatly surprised if the stuff tastes anything at all like guac.
* I have 2 smallish romas that are ripe that I will use and lots of beautiful jalapenos. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yummy!
Surprises abound.
Just returned from a quick jaunt to the closest market. Absolutely hauled over there and back before I started feeling any more bilious than I already did. Thankfully there were no coppers anywhere in sight.
When there I stopped to talk to an old friend who I've known since we were about 6 years old. She just floored me when she told me that a man from town who is 3 years younger than we dropped dead on the job yesterday... damn. Damn! He was one of the local VWP contingent and we have never been friends but I certainly didn't wish him any harm. His kids are all grown but this has to be a horrible shock to his family. I tried to imagine how I would feel, how I would deal with it, if something like that happened to Himself.
Then I decided it would be best to not think on that too long.
Darndest thing is it is happening more and more frequently. A dear friend died of a heart attack in 2002, several others have died of one thing or another and they've all been younger by as much as 10 years. Our whole graduating class is still alive with the exception of a long-time dumbhead who got himself killed drinking and driving back in 1995. Far as I know, everyone else is still going strong.
Just kind of makes a person think.
When there I stopped to talk to an old friend who I've known since we were about 6 years old. She just floored me when she told me that a man from town who is 3 years younger than we dropped dead on the job yesterday... damn. Damn! He was one of the local VWP contingent and we have never been friends but I certainly didn't wish him any harm. His kids are all grown but this has to be a horrible shock to his family. I tried to imagine how I would feel, how I would deal with it, if something like that happened to Himself.
Then I decided it would be best to not think on that too long.
Darndest thing is it is happening more and more frequently. A dear friend died of a heart attack in 2002, several others have died of one thing or another and they've all been younger by as much as 10 years. Our whole graduating class is still alive with the exception of a long-time dumbhead who got himself killed drinking and driving back in 1995. Far as I know, everyone else is still going strong.
Just kind of makes a person think.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Miss Dr. Horrible?
Awwww.
Well, if you did, you can watch it on Hulu.
I wish I could but, though I can get the video, I don't get sound from Hulu.
Darn it.
Not on anything.
Rats.
(e, tried to watch the one about the good ole boy and still no sound. *sigh*)
Well, if you did, you can watch it on Hulu.
I wish I could but, though I can get the video, I don't get sound from Hulu.
Darn it.
Not on anything.
Rats.
(e, tried to watch the one about the good ole boy and still no sound. *sigh*)
One 'flu over the cuckoo's nest...
Well, thank you ever so much, DS3. Now I've got whatever it was that you had last weekend. You were taught to share but, darn it, not everything!*
Fever, shaky, headache, nausea, the whole 9 yards only I don't foresee a touchdown at the tenth.
This isn't a good day to be this ill, either. I need to contact the recruiter from the telecommuting firm (who emailed yesterday afternoon) and reapply for a possible position. It's difficult to do that when the brain absolutely refuses to function with any degree of reliability.
If I'm only just a "little" sick, it's possible to hold things together just fine but this isn't just a "little" sick. I feel like a wet noodle in boiling water. Well, I did until the air kicked on, indicating it's over 78 degrees in here. Now I'm freezing. And hot at the same time.
*sigh*
Think I'll just go back to bed.
* I want my blue bucket back, please.
Fever, shaky, headache, nausea, the whole 9 yards only I don't foresee a touchdown at the tenth.
This isn't a good day to be this ill, either. I need to contact the recruiter from the telecommuting firm (who emailed yesterday afternoon) and reapply for a possible position. It's difficult to do that when the brain absolutely refuses to function with any degree of reliability.
If I'm only just a "little" sick, it's possible to hold things together just fine but this isn't just a "little" sick. I feel like a wet noodle in boiling water. Well, I did until the air kicked on, indicating it's over 78 degrees in here. Now I'm freezing. And hot at the same time.
*sigh*
Think I'll just go back to bed.
* I want my blue bucket back, please.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Uck
Job hunting, applications and interviews just sucks a big one. Some interactions go well, others are neutral and others? ha, lotsa luck, Clyde.
The type of work I do requires, if not outright bank wear, good slacks, hose, and the whole malarkey. Since I didn't want to spend the $65 to get the a.c. in my car recharged and it's 90 degrees with full sun and high humidity, by the time I got done fiddling with things I was feeling ill and dizzy. Tan khakis, knee highs, dress shoes, dress shirt, earrings, makeup, hair done and all and sundry were wilting like a flower in the desert.
One place I went, the person was wearing a tank-type thing with her boobs almost falling out, sandals and capris. Another place the lady was very pregnant, had on capris and a peasant blouse. I must be old-fashioned or something but I can't seem to get past wearing capris to work in an office.
I am really hoping to get a driving job so I don't have to do the whole dry-cleaning, ironing, makeup and so forth. Not again,please? Did my nails this morning, makeup an the whole bit. Now I remember why I hate it so much.
Finding good slacks that fit properly is a real pain in the behind, too. I can go from a size 14 at 8 am to a size 16 by 3. Don't know why but I suppose it has something to do with the Big M. Elastic waists don't work at all well. If the slacks are long enough, they are likely to look similar to jodhpurs. You know, all ballony around the butt and hips. I don't feel comfortable going around looking like the Dutch Boy paint kid.
People seem to want secretary-type people. I can type, yeah, use a 10-key and all but that isn't what I've done. If someone tests me on typing speed and accuracy, well... *sigh*
Maybe I will just keep trying to find a suitable telecommuting job.
The type of work I do requires, if not outright bank wear, good slacks, hose, and the whole malarkey. Since I didn't want to spend the $65 to get the a.c. in my car recharged and it's 90 degrees with full sun and high humidity, by the time I got done fiddling with things I was feeling ill and dizzy. Tan khakis, knee highs, dress shoes, dress shirt, earrings, makeup, hair done and all and sundry were wilting like a flower in the desert.
One place I went, the person was wearing a tank-type thing with her boobs almost falling out, sandals and capris. Another place the lady was very pregnant, had on capris and a peasant blouse. I must be old-fashioned or something but I can't seem to get past wearing capris to work in an office.
I am really hoping to get a driving job so I don't have to do the whole dry-cleaning, ironing, makeup and so forth. Not again,please? Did my nails this morning, makeup an the whole bit. Now I remember why I hate it so much.
Finding good slacks that fit properly is a real pain in the behind, too. I can go from a size 14 at 8 am to a size 16 by 3. Don't know why but I suppose it has something to do with the Big M. Elastic waists don't work at all well. If the slacks are long enough, they are likely to look similar to jodhpurs. You know, all ballony around the butt and hips. I don't feel comfortable going around looking like the Dutch Boy paint kid.
People seem to want secretary-type people. I can type, yeah, use a 10-key and all but that isn't what I've done. If someone tests me on typing speed and accuracy, well... *sigh*
Maybe I will just keep trying to find a suitable telecommuting job.
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