ok so the guy who invented frisbees died, and he wanted his ashes to be molded into frisbees to give to select family members, friends, and get this, people who make donations in his name. what a great incentive, make a donation, get a frisbee made out of a dead guy!

"when you taste it, it's salty" Elvis' bust cries miracle tears on the 25th anniversary of his death...

so i'm getting road runner at my apartment on monday YAY!! but i'm not getting cable... yet... hmm... i should really just call them back and sign up for cable. but i think i'm gonna just stick with the roadrunner for now... dammit. i really want cable. i want to see trading spaces!! speaking of... i found a "which trading spaces cast member are you" quiz...

take the which one of the trading spaces cast are you? quiz!


morelater...

so here's what the e3 awards had to say about the sims online: Is Will Wright a genius? Or is he just the one-man advance team for an alien race, sapping our energies with games that gleefully absorb more and more of our time, until we're helpless to resist their ruthless march toward galactic rule? There's evidence for both in The Sims Online, which takes the sitcom ingenuity of The Sims and turns it into a reality TV soap opera. The fact that it deviates from the sword-and-sorcery games that currently dominate the MMORPG space - not to mention the plethora of sci-fi-inspired persistent state world games coming down the pipe-makes it remarkable. But the fact that it gives you multiple ways to play the game, and cleverly encourages you to play well with others, and explicitly rewards you for it -well, that makes it unprecedented. When The Sims Online launches this fall, it won't be competing with Everquest or Asheron's Call; its competition will be Friends and Everybody Loves Raymond - that's how effectively and uniquely it demands your time and attention. And there are so many brilliant concepts wrapped up in this game that the industry will be studying it - and copying it - for years to come. Resistance is futile.
I've gotta say, i'm a little afraid of this next sims incarnation. i mean, i can't wait to try it, but i'm afraid i'll be trapped, stuck in simworld forever... this is not good.

hey, did you know that a beer a day keeps the doctor away? damn. i just finished my apple...

okso, according to spark, i'm going to die September 25, 2054 at the age of 75 years old. they figure it'll be cancer that does me in. that'd suck. find out when you'll die

so i've been having a really productive day here at work. i don't have any real work to be done, but i've been taking and completing many tests at spark.com. according to their pregnancy test i'm pregnant. must have been an immaculate conception ;) the test said that my baby will be female, weighing 7lbs 6oz at birth and measuring 7 inches long (that's one thick baby). the test also informed me that during my life i will have 4 children. dear lord. i like the lake-george-psychic's prediction of 2 better... morelater.

I am 77% dateable

so i found a site by another ali on the web(this one seems to be a middle-aged british woman with red hair, freckles and teenage children - well, that's how she described herself). ali's site is devoted to things weird, and it's a good way to waste some time (it's keeping me amused here at work where i apparently have nothing else to do...). she's got this one feature that tells you why you may not have a boy/girlfriend that's funny... but the most amusing thing about her site is her great use of just-so-british words... when you read things on the site, read it in a british accent, it makes more sense that way... check it out: www.weirdcandy.com

so there was a menu stuck in the iron railing at the front door of the building where i work this morning, so being a good employee i removed it and brought it upstairs with me. the menu is for the "corner food court" which apparently has just opened up on the corner of washington and lark street here in albany. it serves american, chinese, japanese and mexican food. come on now. i like variety, but not all at one place! i don't understand who's running this restaraunt. is it an american making bad ethnic food but decent subs? or a chinaman who makes good chinese food and likes to dabble... or is it a mexican who makes chinese food as well as tacos? i don't know. doesn't sound good to me... perhaps it's an american, a chinaman, a japanese guy and a mexican who all formed a league (the ethnic food friends?) and opened a take-out place...

pixeldecor has some funky and truly cool patterns...

ok so there are 2 things that are weird about this article. 1. the article itself is weird: it's about bunnies who have "emulated indiana jones" by unearthing shards of a 14th century window in england. 2. apparently there is a position in england called a "state body." the guy who is the state body is quoted in the article, and the author writes it oddly... check out the last line of the article...

so becky watches e true hollywood stories for her trash tv. my trash tv is rendez-view on fox. it's hella-gay. but it's on from 1:30 till 2:00, and that's when i'm home, bored, and lazy after work. and that's when you watch trash tv. when you're home, bored and lazy. anyway, so this show is hosted by greg proops who was on who's line is it anyway forever. on this show he and some random girl and a male and female guest watch a blind date and periodically criticize and/or comment about it. it's not even really that intersting. but i watch it. and i went to the site. bleh. morelater...

so i spraypainted my file cabinet cobalt blue, but it's weird. the coverage is all uneven... it's shiny in some parts, and in the parts that aren't shiny the paint kinda just brushes off. i suck. bleh. and then i put poly-urine-thing (polyurethane... i spelled that wrong though) on my table, and i got some of it on my fingers and toes and now i'm all sticky. i found some handwash stuff in the garage, which kind of helped, but it smelled just like urine. and that's hella gross. bleh.

so i told becky how i kept hearing "don't fear the reaper" in my car and she thought that it may be a sign also (although she did not agree with me that it meant that i was going to die soon, perhaps in my car). she thought that since death can mean change, that maybe i'll be in for a change and that i shouldn't fear it. i like her theory better.

so i've heard the song "Don't Fear the Reaper" by The Blue Oyster Cult 4 times in the past 2 days. Weird. Seriously, every time I've started up my car the last 4 times I've started it it's been playing. WEIRD. Here are the lyrics... if you've never heard it, it's kinda creepy sounding... I hope this doesn't mean anything... it's probably some sign and I'll be dead soon. dammit.

All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone

Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on, baby
Don’t fear the reaper
Baby, take my hand
Don’t fear the reaper
We’ll be able to fly
Don’t fear the reaper
Baby, I’m your man

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la

Valentine is done
Here but now they’re gone

Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity
Romeo and Juliet
Forty thousand men and women everyday
Like Romeo and Juliet
Forty thousand men and women everyday
Redefine happiness
Another forty thousand comin’ everyday
We can be like they are
Come on, baby
Don’t fear the reaper
Baby, take my hand
Don’t fear the reaper
We’ll be able to fly
Don’t fear the reaper
Baby I’m your man

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la

Love of two is one
Here but now they’re gone

Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear that she couldn’t go on
And the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared

Saying don’t be afraid
Come on, baby
And she had no fear
And she ran to him
Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodbye
She had become like they are
She had taken his hand
She had become like they are
Come on, baby
Don’t fear the reaper