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LiveJournal for Skip.
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| Thursday, May 24th, 2012 |
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I'm amused I saw this question whilst actually watching a news program. My primary source of information is network news (6ABC most often) because it's what I've grown up with. It's almost always on starting at 4PM and I'll likely check in with it again around 11PM. World News Tonight comes on at 6:30PM Eastern Daylight Time, so that's where I'm most likely to hear what's going on around the country and over the globe. From there, I can hit the Internet. If I'm interested or annoyed by a local story, I pick up the ::gasp:: newspaper. Courier Post is delivered every day. On weekends we also get the Inquirer. To review: 6ABC for news basics. Follow-up with any variety of sources, whatever's convenient. Oh, and if we're just talking about having someone mention news to me in conversation, I'll pull out my phone and Google it. ::shrug:: And that's the way it is. This concludes our broadcast day. |
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| Tuesday, May 15th, 2012 |
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http://drifterskip.tumblr.com/post/2282 I'm almost entirely certain I've never signed a petition before to try and 'save' a television show. If I hadn't read a few articles on just how much power fans can have if they band together, I wouldn't bother. And in a delightfully cynical view, I don't think Alcatraz will be saved. FOX won't change their mind. I don't think another network will pick it up. All questions will be left unanswered. And yet. And yet... There's a spark of hope. I keep reading Tweets and messages on GetGlue about people who are pissed off that the show got cut off at the knees. Sparks of hope can be dangerous and I have this weird, bad track record of getting my hopes up on the most random of things only to have them dashed. I guess I just want some sort of closure here. I found myself way more invested in this show than I would've thought possible. A miniseries, to answer some questions? Does that sound like too much to ask? I don't know. But if ever you watched a television show, any show, and you really felt caught up in it...? Take the time to help a few of us bewildered fans find a way to get the word out that we're here and we want something to happen. |
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| Monday, May 14th, 2012 |
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... It's the /words,/ see. Words have a taste to 'em. Well, hell, there's many dimensions to words: But I was speaking of taste. Words have a taste to 'em, oh yes, and mine have run off to join the flavorless. They took a powder, as they say, and now taste powdery to me. They're rice cakes without the crunch. I'd write if I could, but it doesn't taste right to me. Every word I put to paper smacks of cardboard. Rice cakes! I'm not on some lexical diet here. I need substance and sustenance. Bloody hell. Whoever said I wanted to be Kerouac, anyway? Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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| Tuesday, May 1st, 2012 |
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I still write letters. I mail cards. Birthday cards, thank you cards, Christmas cards. I especially like postcards. When friends and/or family go on vacation, I look forward to hearing about their trip. The few occasions I travel, I often send postcards to loved ones. If I had New Jersey postcards, I'd send them just because, to send surprise messages. Postal mail -- sending and receiving -- means a lot to me. I can't always send handwritten items, though I often try to send my small all-caps printing when I can. But I do believe having something tangible is an exceptional experience. Not to knock e-mail or text messages: having that immediacy in communication has its place. But (ideally) thought goes into sending postal mail. Thought and effort. I'm actively thrilled when I get something in the mail that isn't junk (Hell, sometimes I feel happy about the junk). Sometimes, yes, it would be more beneficial if people typed out their messages because it'd be easier on my eyes and I really appreciate when folks date their correspondence. Easier doesn't always mean better, though, and it's a toss up for how I feel about typed versus written postal mail. Don't really feel like debating it. Let us just say that I'm grateful to receive both and that I will send both. |
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| Sunday, April 29th, 2012 |
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Right here: http://salandjoes.com/ Sal & Joe's is where we get our pizza from. Mom was in there once and saw our governor eating there, so that's kind of an interesting tidbit as South Jersey is nowhere near the state house. Their pasta dishes are damned good but their pizza is classic and I can't describe it any better than saying that if (for some inexplicable reason) I had to stick with one pizza joint for the rest of my life, I'd need it to be Sal & Joe's. |
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| Saturday, March 3rd, 2012 |
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A silver dollar. I think I mostly got quarters and half-dollars. Saw something on the news the other night that said the 'Tooth Fairy' paid less last year than in past years and whatnot -- it was a whole long thing about the economy, really -- but how much kids were getting was freaking insane. Even with the going rate having gone down. Like some children were used to getting five dollars are more. Seriously? I thought the silver dollar was a big damn deal and it sat in my piggybank for the longest time. It wasn't like I spent it. |
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| Saturday, February 18th, 2012 |
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(What hope has a girl who is sick?) Repo! The Genetic Opera -- Infected Especially: "That's what is expected when you are infected. I'm infected... by your genetics. I'm infected... by your genetics. And I don't think that I can be fixed. No, I don't think that I can be fixed." |
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| Friday, January 27th, 2012 |
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Desmond Miles, descendant of Ezio Auditore da Firenze in the Assassin's Creed series (I haven't seen the last game, so please don't spoiler). And then I'd hope that meant I got to hang out with the rest of the Order like Shaun Hastings, see stuff in the Animus, all that good stuff. Maybe I'd even be an Assassin myself. Sure. |
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| Thursday, January 26th, 2012 |
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| Deleted my MySpace account. I'd sort of forgotten I even had one for a while there. Because I never used it. Only got it originally to stay in touch with a few people, most of whom turned around and got Facebook profiles or other social networking... things. Anyway. Now it's gone. No more MySpace for me. ::shrug:: Not even remotely exciting but I suppose it's news just the same. | ||||||
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| Sunday, January 15th, 2012 |
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(...where it's enough to be well-meaning... and if you crash a plane, you can try it again, oh yeah...) Does anyone have any quizzes, tests, memes, oddments they'd like me to take, look at, respond to, write copiously about? I've been much better about journalling, I know this, but I wish to keep doing so. My thoughts seem stalled out these days. Not enough sleep? Too much idle worry? Yes, in all likelihood, to either or both. Still, I cannot seem to focus the way I wish to and it's actually taking some discipline now to keep from going off into half a dozen parenthetical tangents about nothing in particular. I don't want to stream-of-consciousness right now, not for you and not for myself. I want something to focus on, even if we're only speaking of mere trifles. So shake off my strained prose and duck under the lyric that begins this post. Reread what follows. Ponder that initial question. Let me ask it again: do you have anything for me to do? Something to prime the pump, as it were. Get the writer in me to do what that descriptor suggests. I don't care if you took a silly meme and think you're sending it along so I can have a laugh, too. That could be the thing that keeps the lyrical ball rolling. I don't care if you'd prefer serious answers to deep questions. That could take longer but ultimately might untangle some trailing, snarled skeins of thought I'm ineffectually tying into worse knots on my own. Have a poem or an article or a story you think I should read and react to? Tell me. Comment here. Have something you'd like me to write for you? Ditto. I've used this journal to write letters as fictional characters, to offer scientific explanations, to give ridiculous suggestions even more ridiculous replies. I wrote about toast once, I think. Started as a comment or question about sliced bread. Who knows what you might shake loose, mates? Inspiration cuts both ways. Once, acquaintance saw a tongue-in-cheek monologue I wrote about Captain Crunch and made a YouTube video on the subject. On the flip side of that metaphoric coin, a fellow writer liked a line I penned once in a fairly banal journal entry and she turned around and wrote a lovely poem with my sentiment as inspiration. It's something I find interesting in sharing a journal I write with all of you and you sharing in return. We can draw from each other as much as we use this to stay in the loop in the others' lives. I'm just asking for something more direct and concrete. Send me links, ask me questions, offer suggestions. Maybe very little will come of it; maybe it will take me a long time to figure out how to tackle any of it; maybe it will cause me to go on a veritable writing binge. C'mon, then. Help a journal-author out. Please. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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| Saturday, January 7th, 2012 |
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My favorite quote cannot be a singular entity. I have several that I like for different reasons... so I'll share a few of them: "The world is full of stories but the stories are all one." -- Mitch Albom's The Five People You Meet in Heaven "Somebody hold me too close, Somebody hurt me too deep, Somebody sit in my chair And ruin my sleep And make me aware Of being alive, being alive. Somebody need me too much, Somebody know me too well, Somebody pull me up short And put me through hell and give me support For being alive. Make me... alive." -- Stephen Sondheim, "Being Alive" (from the musical Company, 1970) "I tried to get up, but I fell back down again." "I know the feeling." -- Jed and Leo (Martin Sheen and John Spencer), The West Wing "Every couple of months Crowley would pick out a plant that was growing too slowly, or succumbing to leaf-wilt or browning, or just didn't look quite as good as the others, and he would carry it around to all the other plants. 'Say goodbye to your friend,' he'd say to them. 'He just couldn't cut it...' "Then he would leave the flat with the offending plant, and return an hour or so later with a large, empty flower pot, which he would leave somewhere conspicuously around the flat. "The plants were the most luxurious, verdant, and beautiful in London. Also the most terrified." -- Neil Gaiman's & Terry Pratchett's Good Omens "I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me." -- The Departed (2006) "I think it was Donald Mainstock, the great amateur squash player, who pointed out how lovely I was. Until that time, I think it was safe to say that I had never really been aware of my own timeless brand of loveliness. But his words smote me because of course you see I am lovely in a fluffy, moist kind of a way... and who would have it otherwise? I walk -- let's be splendid about this -- in a lightly accented cloud of gorgeousness that isn't far short of being, quite simply, terrific. The secret of smooth, almost shiny loveliness of the order of which we're discussing in this simple, frank, creamy soft way doesn't reside in: oils, unguents, balms, ointments, creams, astringents, milks, moisturizers, linements, lubricants, embrocations or balsams -- to be rather divine for just one noble moment. It resides -- and I mean this in a pink, slightly special way -- in one's attitude of mind. To be gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely, all you have to do is to believe that one is gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely. And I believe it of myself -- tremulously at first, and then with mounting heat and passion -- because -- stopping off for a second to be super again -- I'm so often told it. That's the secret, really." -- Stephen Fry, A Bit of Fry and Laurie |
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| Sunday, December 25th, 2011 |
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We didn't do a lot of gift giving this year since none of us have a lot of money. So I have to be cheesy and say that my best present was to be able to spend the holiday with a minimum of stress. Christmas Eve and Day saw visits and phone chats and texts and e-cards from people I care about. I received holiday cards in the mail. So I guess my best present this year... is being thought of by other people. Care and consideration. Maybe that's beyond the realm of cheesy to the territory of lame. That's okay. It was a great Christmas. Hope you had a good one, too. |
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| Wednesday, December 21st, 2011 |
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Did LJ get a new format? I should probably read those e-mails they send, huh? |
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| Saturday, December 17th, 2011 |
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Alrighty, folks. Didn't sleep last night and slept poorly the night before so I've gotta go crash. Before I do that? This is my almost-last-minute attempt to find out if anyone would like me to put a Christmas or other delightful holiday card in the mail to them. I like writing out cards and I've already done a bunch. I'd meant to get on the computer and write this as a post where you could just leave a comment with your contact info and it would be hidden, private to everyone but me. However, this entry is from my phone so the comments are /not/ screened. If you want me to send you some postal holiday wishes, please drop me an e-mail or leave a message through LJ's system -- I'm normally not the sort that regularly checks the LJ inbox but I'll keep an eye out now. If you'd like /my/ mailing address for any reason, let me know and I'll get it to you. Be advised that you don't have to share anything with me and that if you /would/ like a card, it's not some sort of contract where you have to send one back. Sure, I like getting mail. But I write these because I enjoy doing it, not because I expect anything in return. This is my policy concerning gifts, by the way. I'm broke this year so my gift-giving is very limited this Christmas but I'm hoping next year will be better: I like picking out presents for people. But (my selfish weak capitalistic moment where I overhauled my Amazon wish list notwithstanding) I don't need any gifts from anyone accept their respect and friendship. Beyond that, I'm gracious and grateful when someone thinks of me on Christmas or my birthday but I've spent a long time in the mindset that I don't /need/ anything else. This is occasionally frustrating to my family. We keep Christmas low-key when it comes to the presents anymore. More important to spend time with the people we care about. And to watch The Muppet Christmas Carol. ...And also Ashlee's South Park DVD of Christmas specials. Noel. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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| Monday, December 12th, 2011 |
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Christmas. I was raised Catholic, though my current relationship with whatever higher power in existence is much less defined and not something I'd care to share in so public a venue as this isn't the time and place for such a discussion. Nevertheless, that upbringing leads me to call my December holiday 'Christmas.' Why I continue to celebrate is not based on theology but rather the shared camaraderie of the season, whatever name you give it. I should add that I actually prefer the celebration of New Year's Eve on the 31st of the month to Christmas itself, but our culture tends to lump everything together as 'the holiday season' and in this instance I shall not buck the trend but merely combine intent. Good will towards those around you, appreciation for your life and theirs, rueful acknowledgement for mutual difficulties, sincere desire to do better in word and hopefully deed... and, lest we forget, a feast. Food and friendly faces and all of the other Christmas carol sentiments. I enjoy giving gifts and hope I'm a gracious recipient in kind. To be perfectly honest, those are some of the reasons I celebrate Christmas. Here's another: because it's what my family-by-choice celebrates. Because even with personal difficulties, I do still remember a few past Christmases fondly. I mean, I could give Linus' holiday speech here but I've no need to lecture and it wouldn't be the whole truth. Let's call it half and half on the 'why,' then: half of the reason I celebrate Christmas is all of those positive heartwarming things I said. Half is because I'm used to doing it. ::grin:: |
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| Monday, December 5th, 2011 |
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| Friday, November 18th, 2011 |
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(But what a sight 'cause it's authors' night and the place looks like a who's who!) Meant to post this up when it was actually the right date, when I first saw it on my f-list, but whatever: http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoft Love that word. That is all. Do return to your regularly scheduled lives. |
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| Sunday, October 30th, 2011 |
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I've asked on Facebook and I've asked on Twitter but I think it only fair to make the inquiry on LiveJournal, too: is anyone thinking of participating in National Novel Writing Month this November? There are reasons I'm thinking of not doing it and just as many for really wanting to dive in and try. I didn't last year. Even now, I'm still not sure what this year will bring. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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| Tuesday, March 1st, 2011 |
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This was spot on. As seen on What American accent do you have? Created by Xavier on Memegen.net Mid-Atlantic. This is what everyone calls a Philadelphia accent although it's also the accent of south Jersey, Baltimore, and Wilmington. Well, everyone that lives near there, that is. Outsiders can tell you talk differently from them even though they can't tell what your accent is. Take this quiz now - it's easy! |
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| Wednesday, January 26th, 2011 |
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So... this just happened: http://mylifeisaverage.com/story/284074 |
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LiveJournal for Skip.
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