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lagilmanWow. Um, I guess I know more than I thought? (it helps that I've seen a lot of these in person because I took a grand total of one actual art course in my entire life....[stage design counted toward my requirement but wasn't really Art as such]).
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Freelance project landed. I now have revisions [hard magic], copy-edit [blood from stone], editing [freelance]and a copy job [freelance] on my plate. Nom nom, nom. And I leave for Seattle on Tuesday. [flails] Thankfully, the due dates are staggered, so I won't be.
New keyboard a little stiffer than the old one, but actually having an s key that works 100% of the time is making me happy. Also, got to take Mei-Chan out for a walk yesterday and she was such a good girl (except for the nom-noming of every dead leaf she could find). She still hasn't quite accepted "walk walk walk" rather than "walk stop sit sniff walk a little BOUNCE!" but the fact that people stop on the street to exclaim over her (jaded New Yorkers are still suckers for cute puppies) makes her day.
and, on that topic, via m'sister Sue:
[from an e-mail sent to her]For all of you with dogs you'll get a chuckle.
Yesterday I was at my local grocery store buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Sheriff, the Wonder Dog and was in the check-out line when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had an elephant? So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina Nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my
story. Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's ass and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
They won't let me shop there anymore. Better watch what you ask retired people. They have all the time in the world to think of crazy things to say.
* I make small pots -- only 2-3 cups per. But still...
Your result for The Famous (and Not So Famous) Art Quiz...
Art History Major
94% Artiste!
Art History Major: You scored 94% Artiste!
You've studied art for years, and therefore you recognized almost if not all the works represented here. Way to go!
Take The Famous (and Not So Famous) Art Quiz at HelloQuizzy
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Freelance project landed. I now have revisions [hard magic], copy-edit [blood from stone], editing [freelance]and a copy job [freelance] on my plate. Nom nom, nom. And I leave for Seattle on Tuesday. [flails] Thankfully, the due dates are staggered, so I won't be.
New keyboard a little stiffer than the old one, but actually having an s key that works 100% of the time is making me happy. Also, got to take Mei-Chan out for a walk yesterday and she was such a good girl (except for the nom-noming of every dead leaf she could find). She still hasn't quite accepted "walk walk walk" rather than "walk stop sit sniff walk a little BOUNCE!" but the fact that people stop on the street to exclaim over her (jaded New Yorkers are still suckers for cute puppies) makes her day.
and, on that topic, via m'sister Sue:
[from an e-mail sent to her]For all of you with dogs you'll get a chuckle.
Yesterday I was at my local grocery store buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Sheriff, the Wonder Dog and was in the check-out line when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had an elephant? So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina Nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my
story. Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's ass and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
They won't let me shop there anymore. Better watch what you ask retired people. They have all the time in the world to think of crazy things to say.
* I make small pots -- only 2-3 cups per. But still...
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Date: 2008-10-24 11:03 pm (UTC)