Random dumb thoughts

This page is to put those little weirdnesses of life that don't really fit anywhere else, or aren't worth a page of their own

Saturday, September 27, 2003

Kansas update.

First apologies to those of you with blogs that I haven't been commenting in -- my computer time is somewhat limited, and for strange reasons, some websites and/or comments don't show up. Mega apologies to Michelle -- I can't see Fred at all. Fred must have slandered Dorothy at some point. Also apologies to Venice, as I can see the blog, but the guestbook/commments doesn't work for me so I can't get in there. So I'm playing rewrite theater in spirit, if not fact.

Other than that, Kansas is Kansas. The corn is as high as an elephant's eye, and it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky. Oh wait, is that one of the other flyover states? I almost had a bad night when the iPod decided to act up, but I threatened it and it's better now. My shoes have still not arrived, but I'm hopeful.

I'm over at CNN.com -- what is it in the water recently? Two more celebrity deaths -- Robert Palmer (hey, I really like that album, even with the girly videos) and George Plimpton. George was in that rank of b-list celebs who always seemed to just be there. He always struck me as William F. Buckley-lite. Must be that Locust Valley Lockjaw. Anyway, that's my glimpse into the outside world today.

.: posted by Lily Saturday, September 27, 2003

Thursday, September 25, 2003

For those of you keeping score, Kansas is finally getting some culture, okay, some Clooney. The movie front is picking up -- yesterday they showed Bridget Jones' Diary (I love it when Colin Firth beats the snot out of Hugh Grant), and one of today's movie choices is......O Brother, Where Art Thou? Those guys may be dumber than a sack of hammers, but they shure is purty on the eyes. Nice tunes, too. The canteen guy is still scared of me, so things are looking up.

.: posted by Lily Thursday, September 25, 2003

Monday, September 22, 2003

She hasn't completely lost her touch.

Finally, someone out here recognizes that I am the Scariest One. I finally lost it at lunchtime today, when the boyfood problem had reached epic proportions. I got my one measly hamburger (sans bun) and the cook said "anything else". And I looked at him and said "Vegetables. Give me some damn vegetables". The manager came over and said, "oh we aren't expecting any vegetables until the 24th". I explained that it is indeed a joke, and that I was putting on weight in epic proportions. The salad bar was all starch salads, no green to be found. I grabbed my hamburger patty, and wrapped it up and stormed (okay, mildly stomped) out.

Well, color me shocked when at dinner, I came back to find that they had handwritten a menu called "light fare", promising spinach and beef tenderloin for tomorrow, and noticed that they had green beans for dinner tonight (okay, probably canned, but still green), and they returned lettuce, cucumbers and tomatoes to the salad bar. The manager came over to me and asked "is it okay? You just let me know if there's anything else you want." I smiled sweetly, thanked him, and quietly under my breath removed the hex I had placed on seven generations of his family.

Nice to know the universe and I are starting to get along again.

.: posted by Lily Monday, September 22, 2003

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