Friday, September 30, 2005

late evening

Like Romance or Nice Daughters or Funny People?

I found this ad on Dooce’s blog and thought it was sweet - “My mom is an award-winning romance author and a cool lady. Come see.”  I confess to not being a romance novel reader, but I’m a sucker for a nice story.  So, if you know anyone who reads romance novels and loves animals, this snippet from her bio should be enough to seal the book buyin’ deal: Edith Layton lives on Long Island where she devotes time as a volunteer for the North Shore Animal League , the world’s largest no-kill pet rescue and adoption organization. Her dog Daisy—adopted herself from a shelter—is just one member of Layton’s household menagerie.

If you live in New York and want to see her daughter, Susie Felber, perform - http://felberfrolics.blogspot.com/  I, myself, live in Las Vegas.  So, Susie, if you’re ever here, lemme know.  NY is a bit too far to go to support a nice daughter.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

late at night

Something Cute & Cheery

My referrer logs are full of people finding this in my old gallery, so apparently people want to see bunnies.  So, here’s a cute bunny from the nearby Gilcrease Bird Sanctuary.

the wee hours

Saved By The 2:03 AM Server Reboot

An urge to write averted.  To explain.  The blogosphere circle is full of pain.  Sometimes it’s just PMS, but right now, raw unexplainable pain.  All over.  It’s weird.  Over-empathizing, maybe.  Or maybe my own stress on top of regular empathy.

To make things better, I’m listening to Billy Squier on MusicMatch.  1981 was a good summer.  It’s been a long time since I remembered Cory singing “The Stroke” at Disneyworld, when our softball team was in Florida for the national championship.  I got Queen’s “The Game” from Cory & Kris for my birthday that summer - they actually pressed hard enough on the album cover that their names were engraved on it.  Right now, Cory’s daughter would be close to the same age (18) as when I last saw Cory.  I wonder if she’s anything like her mom, since she was only an infant when her mom died.  I hope she is.

So unlike my other entries, huh?  Sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable.  Tomorrow I’ll try to rant about something.  Give me a few minutes of reading in the morning and I’m sure I’ll find a worthy subject.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

late at night

Veronica Mars - She’s Back!

Oh, how I missed her.  And her dad.  And Logan…sometimes.  So far, Charisma Carpenter’s character hasn’t done anything for me, but I’m sure once she has more lines (looks like next week), I’ll be happy.  But seriously, more mysteries, wrapped up in mysteries, wrapped up in teenage angst.  Plus, South Park shout outs!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

late evening

Tie Domi- The Man Can Heal Democrat/Republican Relations

It’s amazing what a Canadian hockey player who hasn’t made his political beliefs public (that I know of), can do to heal relations between a Southern Republican and a West Coast Democrat.  Sure, we agree on things other than one hockey player, but c’mon, let’s be honest, that’s a basic building block of an internet friendship.  That, and this imperative, “Go wish her a happy birthday!” from a person who shares my name.  The internet is a weird place, where we sometimes find ourselves liking people we wouldn’t give a chance to in our offline lives.  In fact, our paths would never even cross.  Interestingly enough, the two (at least) Republicans whose blogs I read, I read a whole LOT of posts before I knew their political leanings.  I’m sure it probably wasn’t the same for them.  My beliefs are pretty obvious and not so delicately addressed.

Maybe this is just a public thank you to Tie.  Even though I’ve never spoken to you (and am not even really speaking to you now ) or even seen you in person (and never expect to), you’ve changed my life in completely measurable ways.  I’ve found a new sport to like.  I’ve made several friends because of you, and by extension have found The Daily Show and fantasy football…two of my favorite entertainment things in life.  Not to mention, a multitude of blogs to read, none of which have much to do with hockey, oddly enough.  Plus, Leigh-Ann can now get me to watch her country’s national pastime, without me complaining.  Now curling, that’s probably never gonna happen for us.  Well, it’ll maybe happen around the same time I develop a taste for (ick) beer.

An aside, I think I need a new blog category for sports.