|01:53 pm - A long chapter in which not much of interest happens|
The Muppet Personality Test</div>
|You Are Dr. Bunsen Honeydew|
You take the title "mad scientist" to the extreme -with very scary things coming out of your lab.
And you've invented some pretty cool things, from a banana sharpener to a robot politician.
But while you're busy turning gold into cottage cheese, you need to watch out for poor little Beaker!
"Oh, that's very naughty, Beaker! Now you eat these paper clips this minute."
| You scored as True Alternative. You are a True Alternative! Labels do not suit you well, particularly as you tend to strike your own path and to grow purely via experience. No armchair quarterbacking for you! Originality and creation are your specialities, and sometimes you can even articulate what the hell just happened. Someday you may find yourself drawing the maps for other people... lots of other people.|
What Subversive Alternative Paradigm Are You?
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So today's plan. I made a list of the projects I want to work on categorized by due dates. I bought some leather last night to try to make leather beads, to match the leather cat that rocker got me.
Superbowl: Food delicious. Game hellacious.
By halftime, we had our drinking game. Drink everytime a marginal call gets ruled in Pittsburgh's favor.
Needless to say, I don't remember how I got home.
Heh heh. No we didn't actually play the drinking game, just joked about it.
Commercials were fairly lame too, although I'm sure I heard Adam West's voice doing a narration. Unfortunately, I can't remember what the stupid thing was hawking so I have no way of looking it up.
My domain name provider once again horrifies and annoys me with their lame commercials. If wasn't so happy with their service and value, I would dump their asses.
Also, I've learned what I suspected all along, I really could sit through Jay Mohr hawking the worst product on earth and be perfectly content. Peter Jackson, sign him up for a cameo in your next insanely long, dizzying swooping crane shot epic, and watch me sit through the whole damn thing on the off-chance he'll show up again later.
And now I'm done.
No, I'm not: The Derby tarts with hoppie's mother's tart crust were DELICIOUS, but I need bigger milk vessels (bowls and pots). I can't make a double batch with my current equipment.
Current Music: Writers Radio podcast (Feb 6)