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This was sparked by [livejournal.com profile] morenasangre' s post here, which probably says all the stuff I'm going to say a lot better...
cut for emo blathering )
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Doc says I don't have cataracts, glaucoma or macular degeneration and my vision is just as good as it was two years ago. Also, while waiting for the atropine to dilate my pupils, I wandered down to the PX in the basement of the VA medical center and found one of these Cuisinart ICE-21 Frozen Yogurt-Ice Cream & Sorbet Maker on sale for $29.99. Of course I bought it*. :) Unfortunately, the rain that's been dripping on Washington disappeared while I was having my eye exam and the sun emerged to fry my rods & cones on the drive home, since I hadn't brought my sunglasses; fortunately, for once the traffic on 395 South didn't suck and I was home quickly.

Other than that it's been a pretty dull week so far. I've been doing linkagery and smacking trolls at The Other McCain, successfully getting my diet and schedule back under control, and waiting for a job offer to come along.

While waiting, I have of course been playing EVE, and also rediscovering the dubious joys of Graduation, which I am every bit as bad at as I am at EVE. Actually, worse, since I haven't played Graduation in, what, ten years? Anyway, it's not a dating sim and not at all hentai, but it's pretty damn hard to figure out. It was on sale for $1.99, and I've already had at least that much fun out of it.

I've also been getting some reading done; nothing new except for Do the Work, which is available for free for your Kindle. This is a useful guide on how to kick your own ass and get it in gear, and if you're having problems getting a project done, maybe you should take the time to read this. It seems to me that the book is primarily aimed at writers, but I think the lessons it has to offer apply equally well to starting businesses and other, more small-scale things. Recommended.

Also recently acquired: Ladytron's Best Of 00-10, which is an excellent collection of music by one of the odder electronic/dance bands out there, and Wings Greatest, which I admit to buying just for "Jet", "Junior's Farm". and the original "Live And Let Die", which latter song I frankly like better than the Guns N' Roses remake.
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
Up until about 0200 studying for an accounting exam I thought was today (originally scheduled for last week on the syllabus, but I assumed it was pushed back because of the snow day in early February) and woke up at 0800 feeling like five flavors of crap. Called in sick, did more studying, went in for the test - and realized that the reason there was no class on the syllabus was because this is NVCC's spring break. So I get another week to study for this exam and the auditing exam.

Downloaded For Lack Of A Better Name by deadmau5 on the recommendation of various folks, and it's okay...it's a lot more bouncy and energetic than most of the electronica I listen to, kind of halfway between local dubstep DJ TwoBeans and Scooter, I guess. Not bad background music; probably great music for doing MDMA and dancing your ass off in Goa. Also downloaded "Stripped" by Shiny Toy Guns and the original (I think) from Rammstein, as well as "On The Threshold Of Liberty" by Mark Isham.

I don't have a lot of interest in the NBA, and only slightly more in college hoops, but this column by Joe Posnanski struck a chord. Not being from Cleveland, I didn't take it personally when LeBron James left the Cavaliers, but I sure thought he could have showed more class and an oots more sensitivity to the city that had embraced him as their Great Hoops Hope than he actually did. In fact, when all the hooraw broke loose last summer over his much-publicized free agent signing with the Heat so he could play with his bros Bosh and Wade, I didn't pay it much mind, but now that I'm doing the weeknight linkagery for Stacy I can't help noticing that the Heat are showing massive levels of FAIL against pretty much any NBA team that can play .500 ball. This amuses me, frankly, for the same reason I enjoy seeing the Yankees get whipped during the regular season, though I'm not about to turn on the tube and enjoy the schadenfreude live and in color. I'm saving that for baseball season.
wombat_socho: Wombat (Happy)
I'm watching this instead:



Neil Gaiman is a very, very lucky man.
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
Having finished David Drake's Northworld Trilogy (about which more anon) I am nowbrowsing through Robert Heinlein's Take Back Your Government. This cries out for a new e-book addition crunk with HTML linkagery and updated footnotes; Jerry Pournelle's efforts in this regard were crippled by the publisher's insistence that the book be ready in time for Ross Perot's 1992 Presidential campaign, and there are no few references to the third-party spoiler therein. Any roads, Baen sells the book in a bundle with Sharon Cooper & Chuck Asay's Taxpayer's Tea Party, but flipping back and forth in an e-book is tedious, and the tough work of providing historical context to Heinlein's guide is unfortunately incomplete. Having done some time in the political trenches myself, I can attest to the validity of the tactical recommendations (at least so far as I've gotten in the book); it's only the times that have changed, and the technology/prices with them.

Aaron Static has a new Power Hour up. Go forth, download, and listen.

I need to cut this short and get to work. Ta.
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
Spent what seemed like most of the day driving back and forth to classes at the Columbia Pike office, ending with the Bank Agency training, which I got confused with my CSP training and was therefore late to. :( At least I know where the Leesburg Pike office in Falls Church is now; right across the parking lot from Trader Joe's. Might have to stop in there and see if they have some of the stuff Harris-Teeter doesn't; for example, FAGE's full-fat yogurt, which is so incredibly awesome that it cannot be explained - it can only be experienced.

Winamp was acting weirdly, pretending that music in its library wasn't actually there, so I flushed the library, ripped a few CDs from the long-lost collection, and reloaded it. So far so good, except now I'm having second thoughts about all the Goo Goo Dolls and Third Eye Blind. Welp.

Started reading David Drake's Northworld Trilogy, which is sho' nuff some strange and weird stuff.

Tomorrow, another Skills To Win class in the afternoon and CSP training at night, plus a meeting with my new office leader to start the day. Thought I was going to be able to sleep in but realized that's not going to work. So I better get to bed.
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
I spent most of the day inside dealing with a cold, which has returned to plague me after one day wherein it appeared to be done with me and then crept back to bedevil me in the evening. That was the day of the wake, of course; the wake went very well with a large turnout, many stories about the dearly departed [livejournal.com profile] therevdrnye, and a quite remarkable picture of him in a suit, which looked most unnatural since a) he was wearing a suit and b) his hair and beard were relatively short and well-trimmed. Anyway, it was a good wake. There are extremely tentative plans to do another at Balticon for the benefit of people who couldn't make it to Friday's wake, which after all was called on short notice and during the Hanuramakwanzmas season to boot. We'll see what happens.

Aside from fighting a cold, I went out to pay rent, rebuild the essential pork rind stockpile, and get a little exposure to the Great Fusion Bomb In The Sky, which exposure is alleged to be good for one's health. Sauce for the goose, and all that.

Speaking of health, I started December at 357.6 pounds, down about a pound and a half from November's start. Only eight pounds from my goal of 350, and most of three months to do it. I reckon I can whup it. :)

The afternoon was partially taken up with making Heroin Thighs, since I messed up and got thighs instead of breasts when I went out looking for wings a while back. Don't ask. Anyway, I messed around with the recipe a little bit, adding eggs to the butter because I didn't think 1/2 cup melted butter was going to be enough for four pounds of thighs. Also added garlic because the coating was vaguely Italian (Parmesan cheese, parsley, oregano) and substituted chili powder for the salt and pepper. It turned out okay, I guess; not the awesome can't stop eating this results others claimed, but it sure beat plain baked chicken. Also cooked a couple pounds of cauliflower, added butter and garlic, and mashed the crap out of it. Also yummy.

So of course after I finish this, P summons me forth to wings. I only had one basket since I was pretty full from dinner, and wanted the wings mainly for the therapeutic value of spicy Caribbean sauce. Wings delivered.

This post at Power Line reminded me of this song: Fallin' In Love by the Souther-Hillman-Furay band, which got a few minutes of airplay back in '74. It's held up pretty well, and I was glad to find it again; also glad to be warned that Chris Hillman had gone back to his bluegrass roots. I like me some country; bluegrass, not so much.
(Cf. my quip to [livejournal.com profile] stuckintraffik that bluegrass was what NPR listeners called country music so they wouldn't be embarrassed by association with rednecks.)
Anyway, it's a nice song which captured a mood for me back then, and you might like it too, for the same reasons.

Now I'm going to take a couple Nyquil and rack out. I got a long day of driving, Ukrainian prayer, and law readin' ahead of me tomorrow and I really ought to get a decent night's sleep.

Truth.

Nov. 30th, 2010 10:22 pm
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
(h/t [livejournal.com profile] cutelildrow, who ganked it from [livejournal.com profile] melvin_udall)


That pretty much sums it up.

In other news, maxed the last quiz in tax class this morning after going in cold, having forgotten that the quiz was today. Final's a week from Thursday. I'm stoked.
Picked up P from Dulles, played her Stacie Collins' Lend The Devil A Hand*, which P agreed rocked very hard. Had dinner with P, dropped her off at her place, then maneuvered through the back roads of Loudoun County to US 29 and then headed for Intermediate Accounting class, arriving only 20 minutes late. Busy day and a good one.


*Off the incredibly awesome Sometimes Ya Gotta, available for download through this here link. Click it. You know you want to. Wombat needs more BACON!
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
Stacie Collins' CD "Sometimes You Gotta" is now available, and if you like your country with rock all over it you should get this CD. I personally am getting it for cut #7, which I first heard during her sound check with the Scorchers at the Iota in Arlington last month. If you don't, you are obviously a commie pinko subversive who hates America. ;)

Related but very different: Aaron Static's November 2010 Power Hour is out, and you should download it if you like electronica.

Spent some time yesterday studying for my Intermediate Accounting test while watching The Hurt Locker. Man, that is one hardcore movie. Granted, about 90% of it is bullshit, but it's an entertaining war movie if you're not overly concerned about realism and accuracy. :/

I'm increasingly confident in my ability to bend Block's TPS software to my will. While messed up on Dayquils yesterday morning, I nailed a return to the wall - did it straight from the book to TPS, no runs no drips no errors. So I'm pretty sure I've got this down and will be able to do a bang-up job for most of my friends who may need tax work done.

The Intermediate Accounting test also went well, I think, although I was also on the Dayquils and may be completely wrong - but I don't think I am. One thing I do know: I need to find the manual for my HP calculator and work on getting familiar with PV and FV problems because it's not intuitive and I wound up having to resort to the tables instead of just being able to punch keys. Welp.

Time to shave and head out to Ashburn for wings and face time with P. Aloha.
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This is an odd CD, ranging from trance and ambient through comedic parodies to cowpunk and pure country, but it fits my mood at this time and place. So here it is, for what it's worth.
Would you like to hear more? )
wombat_socho: Wombat (Happy)
"Someday, Jason & The Scorchers may play a mediocre set. But it won’t be in this lifetime.”
-BILLBOARD

Cut for undiluted fanboy raving )
wombat_socho: Wombat (Happy)
NSFW on account of language. Don't say I didn't warn you.
No, really. )
wombat_socho: Wombat (the mark)
I find out about music in strange ways. Sometimes I find cool new music because other people are playing it on their iPods. For a while I was finding neat stuff on Pandora, but I got tired of my station being confused about whether it was supposed to be playing heavy metal or electronica. Then there's the ongoing project of reconstructing the humongous record collection I had between 1976 and 1983, one MP3 download at a time. (You never know what's going to crawl out of your memory.)

The most recent addition to the collection is Chicane's Behind the Sun, which I discovered completely by accident while reading James Lileks' Bleat. The vocals sounded eerily familiar, and after a little research on the intertubes it turned out the singer was Justine Suissa, who also did the vocals for Oceanlab's Sirens Of The Sea Remixed, which contains the devastating "Satellite" - a track I first heard on one of Aaron Static's Power Hours. So you might say I was compelled to buy the CD by a unique combination of Goonfleet and Minnesota humor, though it was Suissa's voice that put the hook in.

But enough blubbering about what may be the finest female vocalist since Megumi Hayashibara, for what my opinion is worth. Behind the Sun is a wonderful combination of danceable electronica, which you'll definitely like if that's the kind of music you like. Which I do.
wombat_socho: Wombat (DC)
I miss Root Boy Slim.

This has been one long-ass, low-energy day, and I don't rightly know why...well, staying up until 0200 working on the homework for today's tax class probably didn't help. That's going well, at least. A lot of the stuff I learned over the summer in Principles of Federal Taxation is clicking into place, which is nice and makes me feel more confident. Intermediate Accounting, not so much; the first four chapters are all review of what we did in the two fundamentals courses, but to my horror very little of it looks familiar. Maybe tonight was just a bad night; I'd scrambled to get the homework for Chapter 3 done but I was a week early, and hadn't done much of Chapter 2's work, and was having a hard time staying awake to boot. Ugh.

After doing another stack of books pulled from the bedroom dresser, the library (as entered in LibraryThing) is over 400 books, not counting duplicates destined for half.com (another post about that anon) and a small box of books that rather obviously belong to my ex. I'm not even done with the books in the living room yet. O_o
wombat_socho: Wombat (Politics)
Johnny Rotten, Neocon Punk Rocker | The Weekly Standard:
Johnny Rotten, who is widely considered to embody the zenith of punk music and a former singer of the British band the Sex Pistols, issued the following statement to the Independent newspaper about his planned concert in Tel Aviv:

I really resent the presumption that I'm going there to play to right-wing Nazi jews [sic]. If Elvis-f-ing-Costello wants to pull out of a gig in Israel because he's suddenly got this compassion for Palestinians, then good on him. But I have absolutely one rule, right? Until I see an Arab country, a Muslim country, with a democracy, I won't understand how anyone can have a problem with how they're treated.


Johnny Rotten. Smacking pretentious wankers upside the head since 1975. :)
wombat_socho: Wombat (SSuiseiseki)
Been there, done that, but I didn't get as detailed and I didn't bother with YouTube. Also unlike GVDL, I've only been through one marriage. Still noodling over whether I want to do that again.

My list is here, for what it's worth. Amuse yourselves trying to figure out which songs go with which women, if you like; there haven't been that many.
wombat_socho: Wombat (Happy)
New Power Hour available for download.
wombat_socho: Wombat (SSuiseiseki)
Heavy metal veteran Ronnie James Dio dies, aged 67 | Reuters:
Ronnie James Dio, the pint-sized heavy metal singer who replaced Ozzy Osbourne in Black Sabbath, died on Sunday, five months after being diagnosed with stomach cancer, his wife said. He was 67.


Well, damn. "Heaven and Hell" is my favorite Black Sabbath album, and I liked Dio's solo work well enough. I'll miss him. (via the Judas Priest feed on Facebook)
wombat_socho: Wombat (SSuiseiseki)
What's A Black Metal Band Gotta Do To Get Murdered By Religious Maniacs These Days? - Hit & Run : Reason Magazine

No, no, there's too much horrible/awesome stuff in this article about Ayat for me to pull a quote. Go, ye Loyal Readers, and Read The Whole Thing.

(Instapundit)
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Adventures with the Trainors, the IRS, and other malefactors )

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