lagilman: coffee or die (bitch)
Over on Facebook, an old high school friend of mine who has gone on to make a career of religion (she's a minister) took me to task for saying that...

I prefer not to eat horse meat, because to me they're companion animals the same as dogs and cats, and that's part of the agreement we make with them - they give us emotional comfort and service, and we don't eat them. She claimed that cows (teams of oxen pull things) were in the the same category, and generally was (politely) attacking my stance.

I wasn't in the mood to get into that argument. I told her that you could make exceptions for everything - that's why we have Vegans - and I hadn't said she was evil for eating horsemeat, just that I couldn't, so why was she telling me my moral decisions are somehow wrong, just because they disagreed with hers?

Yes, it's a moral choice on my part. This is where I draw the line. Emphasis on my and I, not YOU EBIL THING HOW DARE YOU EAT DA PONIES?

Apparently, she didn't like my logic (it's not logic, it's a moral choice, you'd think a minister would understand the difference), and therefore felt it was okay to go on the offensive about that drawn line, and how it disagreed with hers.

*shakes head*

I'm too goddamned busy for this.
lagilman: coffee or die (Default)
So, DragonCon. A great deal of fun, even if there were a higher number of "wherewhereyou?" missed connections and two bouts with a migraine. Next time, I swear, I will be more organized and set up actual "this is where and when we will be" meetings! Despite that, I had a blast - fabulous people, both the working pros and the attending fans, and those of us who gleefully straddle both categories. I hope that I was entertaining/informative on my panels [and that everyone who picked up a copy of one of my books on the basis of my entertainment value feels it was $$ well-spent!]

(thanks again to everyone who came out to my reading, and no, guys, you are not allowed to steal my laptop to see what else is on there. patience is a virtue [or so I'm told])

However, I did have a rather unpleasant experience at the Westin Peachtree where I was staying, when I came back - after an entire day of panels and whatnot - to find my door left ajar. The workmen who had come in to fix the sink (the faucet handle was broken) had LEFT THE DOOR OPEN when they finished. Nothing was stolen, but I am very aware that not only was that the luck of the day (my laptop, my passport, and other things of value where in the room) but it would have been damned easy for someone to slip in, close the door behind them, and be waiting when I - all unwitting - unlocked the door late at night.

This was bad enough, but worse is that - after reporting this to security and having then confirm that yes, one of their people had left the door open (via the security card reader)... I heard nothing back from the hotel. Not a 'terribly sorry about this,' not even an acknowledgment that the event occurred. When I checked out, I spoke to the manager - who immediately went on the defensive, as "how was I to know, I don't get the security reports, why did you expect anyone to get in touch with you?"

Fail, Westin. Massive fail. You had a scenario where a woman might have been assaulted due to the carelessness of one of your employees. That warrants a write-up for the manager on-duty to follow-up on. To be defensive about it? Equates to this customer as "stop making a fuss and leave us alone." Is that really the impression you wanted to give?

Anyway, I then headed off to the airport, where we ended up with a 3+ hour hold (including an hour on the plane) because Air Force One had shut down Newark Airport (our destination). I will give kudos to Continental/Unite - they were scrambling to get us home, and never once made light of the situation or treated us like idiots... and made fabulous time once we were in the air.

And thus ended my DragonCon Weekend. Next year, WorldCon and DragonCon are on the same weekend, and I'm going to have a hard decision to make....



originally published at Practical Meerkat: A Blog

Oh FFS...

Jul. 14th, 2011 09:01 am
lagilman: Does Not Play Well With Stupid People (stupid people)
from the St. Petersberg (FL) Times:


Tea party members tackle a new issue: manatees

from the 4th paragraph:

"We cannot elevate nature above people," explained Edna Mattos, 63, leader of the Citrus County Tea Party Patriots, in an interview. "That's against the Bible and the Bill of Rights."

http://www.tampabay.com/news/environment/wildlife/tea-party-members-tackle-a-new-issue-manatees/1180112


And that? That is why we mock & scorn you, Tea Partiers. You're not only idiots, you're anti-manatee.
lagilman: coffee or die (Default)
This morning I returned the rental car to Enterprise, the moment they opened (7:30), mainly to be able to cross it off my 'done' list.

I was greeted by one of the women who works there, about to drive someone back, who asked if I'd need a ride. I said yes, so she waited. Nice. I was greeted in the office by name and asked how everything went. I updated the story, ending with "and then the glove compartment door came off in my hand." The guy - a young man in a rather nice suit - stared at me, utterly deadpan, and then admitted "I'm trying very hard not to laugh."

"It's okay," I said. "We did. Rather hysterically at that point."

End result: I was not charged for the rental, and I watched as they took the car out of service and marked it on the computer as needing repairs from -previous- rental.

Previous to this, the only bad experience I had with a rental from Enterprise was another car (also brand new) that had its emergency brake fail - not dangerous, but worrisome -- and they handled it with the same blend of professionalism and concern. The car itself was sub-par but I am still extremely pleased with the company, and this office in particular.


{this also leads me to believe that it's better to get a 'broken in' car than a brand-new one, when renting.)


(oh, and the guy checking the car in had the same problem with the ignition that I did. So it wasn't "just me." That made me feel much better)
lagilman: coffee or die (the general warned me...)
Okay so tonight I was heading out to NJ and I haven't been to Costco in a while so hey, might as well rent a car and get a lot of errands run this weekend, right?

Start the day by misplacing first my glasses and then my wallet. Call Enterprise to tell them I'm running late (they close at noon). Ask for a pickup at the end of the bus line, rather than walking the last mile, to save time. They tell me to call when I'm actually on the bus. I do so.... but there is no-one at the bus stop. I call again...and am told that the driver claims I refused to get in the car.

W.T.F?

I walk the mile, annoyed as hell, and arrive to find the office in chaos, too many people waiting and not enough people working, and there's no way they're closing shop at noon since it's -- oh, it's already noon!

40 minutes later I'm finally given a car, which is the LAST car left on the lot (other than pickup trucks and oversized vans which Do Not Want) and it's not the class I asked for but what the hell. They're giving me a 10% apology discount, I need a car, let's go.

And then, pulling out into sunlight, I discover... the car. Has. No. Sun visors. They've both been ripped out.

The manager tries to call other offices, but they've all closed for the weekend already. Fine whatever, all right, I'll drive carefully, I mainly need it for tonight, anyway.

Dropping friends off after a Costco run, I pull to the curb, cut the engine... and the car freezes. Despite trying all the tricks I know, I can't get the key to turn in the lock. Oh, and the headlights? Are not entirely working. And its 5:30 and I have to be out in NJ by 7....

So I do the smart thing and reach over to get the car info booklet from the glove compartment.

And the glove compartment. Door. Falls. Off.

Cue Rose and I looking at each other and breaking into hysterical laughter because, at that point, what the hell else can you do?

There was a happy ending to that trauma: we got the car restarted, and it drove like an obedient little beast the rest of the night. And it parallel parks like a dream, in wee little spaces. SO I won't be shooting it after all.

I will, however, let Enterprise know that this car is in no way road-ready.


The Dell Disaster story...is still ongoing. I'm not sure I can be calm or coherent about that yet. Updates as they happen.
lagilman: coffee or die (the general warned me...)
After a long struggle, we have finally thrown the desktop into the proverbial river, and put me out of its misery. The fact that this all started when someone Not Me got the damn thing infected with malware is... a level of frustration I can't even begin to address.

The netbook, and writing longhand, are short-term solutions. Right now? I can't work.

(thankfully, the important files have been saved off-drive, so it's a work interruption rather than an OMFG disaster.)

So. Off to acquire a short-term fix rather than the upgrade I'd planned for next year, and then back to it, hopefully soon.

If anyone feels the urge to offer sympathy, it's appreciated. Even moreso would be your buying one (or more) of my books as a holiday present for someone, so I can afford to buy this new computer to write future books...
lagilman: coffee or die (meerkat coffee)
So, yesterday. Had a lovely breakfast with G, then tried my very best to Get Work Done. Alas, my brain seemed to have already left for vacation. This is unfortunate, as there's still shitload to be done.

However, had back-and-forth emails with Patrick S., mine editor/publisher for DRAGON VIRUS, and paid a lot of bills, and invoiced freelance work done for September, and discussed/tweaked the press release for WEIGHT OF STONE with Erica Madame Publicist, and found all my assorted chargers and cables and put them aside, and bought/downloaded WOLF HALL to read while I'm away, and sorted my euros and pounds to take with me, and reassured the cats, and ordered my pill refill, and made sure that the litter boxes were cleaned and sorted for the arrival of The PetSitter (AKA Gordon). and did my yoga, and made dinner (lemon-ginger chicken w/ sauteed red cabbage), then uploaded DragonCon photos, and then settled in to watch Inglourious Basterds, which was as brilliant, violent and disturbing as expected.

So that was a good and full day, right? Even if there was no writing?


This morning? Wake to try and check in on-line, only to discover that my flight tonight has been canceled.

Yes, canceled. No word on why or what we are to do.

So I did what any woman of experience will do -- I got on the phone and called OnePass passenger services and asked OMGWTHLLLAMABBQ?

And they said OMGWEDONTKNOW! and booked me on the 6:15 flight that it not, at this point, canceled. Although if I will actually have a seat [considering the # of people who would have to be rebooked] is... unknown.

This could get entertaining. What the hell, I bought trip insurance for my train ticket to Lille, knowing the strike was coming, so if I get booted and rebooked, this too shall be dealt with. The small joys of being a writer -- not only can I work anywhere, but it's all grist for the goddamned mill...

Now where's my goddamned coffee?
lagilman: coffee or die (meerkat coffee)
When the first three things that happen to you in the morning are:

1. spill coffee grindings
2. spill coffee
3. get hugged by cat who can tell you're annoyed -- who then knocks something off the desk

that gives you an indication of what the day's going to be like.

Plan for the day:

1. make to-do list
2. kill to-do list, one item at a time
3. go back to bed when list is dead.
lagilman: coffee or die (MEDIC)
O. Dear. God.

Pulp Muppets

EtA: and, to break your brain in an entirely different way -- muppet matrix (Make sure to stay for the credits)
lagilman: coffee or die (Default)
From Elsewhere in the Ether: new words entering the British lexicon (some of which will already be familiar to North Americans, some of which are totally new and brilliant)

---------------------
SWAMP-DONKEY-A deeply unattractive person.

TESTICULATING-Waving your arms around and talking bollocks.

BLAMESTORMING-Sitting round in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed and who was responsible.

SEAGULL MANAGER-A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything and then leaves.

SALMON DAY- The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.

CUBE FARM- An office filled with cubicles.

SINBAD-Single income, no boyfriend and desperate.

AEROPLANE BLONDE- One who has bleached/dyed her hair but still has a 'black box'.

PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE- The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.

GOING FOR A McSHIT- Entering a fast food restaurant with no intention of buying food, you're just going to the toilet. If challenged by a pimply staff member, your declaration to them that you will buy their food afterwards is known as a McShit with Lies.

AUSSIE KISS- Similar to a French Kiss, but given down under.

OH-NO SECOND- That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all').

GREYHOUND- A very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.

MONKEY BATH- A bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: "Oo! Oo! Oo! Aa! Aa! Aa!".

MYSTERY BUS- The bus that arrives at the bar on Friday night while you're in the toilet after your 10th pint, and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.

BEER COAT-The invisible but warm coat worn when walking home after a booze cruise at 3:00am.

PICASSO BUM- A woman whose underpants are too small for her, so she looks like she has got 4 buttocks.
lagilman: coffee or die (oy)
from bbc.news...

US immigration officials have arrested a Haitian woman after baggage screeners found a human head in her luggage at a Florida airport. Myrlene Severe, 30, has been charged with failing to declare the head on a customs form and transporting "hazardous material".

(me: WTF? it's sort of like getting Capone on tax evasion charges, isn't it?)

She arrived at Florida's Fort Lauderdale airport on Thursday on a flight from Cap Haitien in north Haiti. Ms Severe said that the head was to ward off evil sprits, officials said.

"Severe stated that she had obtained the package, which contained a human head, from a male in Haiti for use as part of her voodoo beliefs," the US Attorney's Office said in a statement. A spokesman for Miami's immigration and customs agency told the AFP news agency that the head was not simply a skull. "It had teeth, hair and skin, and quite a lot of dirt," she said.


*facepalm*

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