Work companion


Work companion
Originally uploaded by Childe

The taking over of my desk by dragons continues. This one, also a gift, is being attacked by two wee humans on the tree branch. I wouldn’t mess with something with a face like that.

Oh, wait. I mess with Windows every day. Okay, I now have the Microsft bashing out of my system. Carry on.

Joe in Clio


Joe in Clio
Originally uploaded by Childe

Last Sunday I hit the road to Clio to hang out with my brother, seen
here in his natural state.

Being the Crampton that I am, I showed up a bit early. I visited the apartment building in which my late Great Aunt Della used to live, and I drove by the house that I spent the first nine years of my life in. I found myself overwhelmed by nostalgia and a surreal connection to my generational past.

The visit with Joe was almost as surreal. After checking out his entry for the 89X TV commercial, we hit a restaurant with a pirate theme in Frankenmuth. The front was filled with the over 60 set dancing to live polka. The back was filled with people in Ren Fest garb. We sat directly between them.

I need to hang out with Joe more often.

Yaarrrp.

Today, Microsoft ActiveSync can die in a fire.

Also, Microsoft Windows Mobile 6 -still- can’t handle standard mail protocols worth a damn. Also with the perishing while immolated.

Coffee is good.

Verizon needs to be subject to their own call center and paperwork policies and practices for eternity as a punishment for extreme dumb. Yes, you need to fill out three forms and get them signed by this person… no, we meant this other person, and then fax it in just to get your lunch break. No, we haven’t received your fax. Oh, wait, yes we have. Oh, nope, that was the old one. No lunch break for you.

I did -not- get enough sleep last night.

Coffee is good.

I really need to breathe more deeply and regularly. This constant buzzing in my brain is irritating.

Hot Fuzz

Leaps and bounds and jumps and more leaps ahead of Shaun of the Dead. The main character reminded me of Horatio from CSI: Miami, but without the over-the-top I’ll-catch-the-bad-guy lines. Oh, wait, no. Definitely with the over-the-top lines. Much, many, scads, lots of those lines.

Also, gore. Gratuitous, squishy, bloody gore. Yay for gore! The bit of the church coming down on the reporter was the best.

I really liked this one, even through a massive sinus headache and slight nausea (could have been temporary con crud, could have been sleep dep, who knows). I gave it four stars.

Heroes, Season 1

Oh. Wow.

Let me say that again. Oh, WOW.

You know, if comic book superheroes were this human, in all the good ways and the bad, I’d be way more of a comic book fan than I already am.

This is the kind of series that you can’t really talk about without giving away spoilers. This is why I’m debating streaming the second season (first five episodes are available from NBC’s site for free, and Netflix offers the whole season) as opposed to waiting for it to come out on DVD. Then I can talk to people about it. :)

Did you know there’s a novel? There is! It’s called Heroes: Saving Charlie. I just picked my copy up from Everybody Reads. Oh, and did you know there’s also a graphic novel comprised of the online comic book content, covering stories and bits of the world that didn’t show up in the seires? There is!

The story in this show is great. The writing is top notch. The jerks are masters at cliffhangers, for which I shake my fist. That being said, I gave it 5 stars, and I can’t wait for the second season.