Tamara Pierce’s young adult series Circle of Magic is perfect lunch reading. An hour at lunch and an hour on the bus on the way home and I’ve gone through a book a week in the last two weeks. Went to purchase the last 2 for my Kindle fire.
Uh, why did only one book get bought? It’s Briar’s book. His book is number 4. Where’s Daja’s number 3 book. Unavailable? Unavailable!? Why in a universe of sequential timelines is book number freakin’ three not available? Who do I complain to? The Amazon Out of Order Department?
Yeah, it’s super mini but it’s pissing me off. Really, what the fuck happened to number three?
My ex-sister-in-law has stage 4 lung cancer with several areas of mets. She is one of the most open, loving, and kind people I know. She thinks she’s going to beat it and live for a long time, but I know that she’s not. And it’s very depressing. Fuck cancer.
I dunno, some of the rap stations are worse. Can’t remember the station (Minnesota), but when I worked the truck gate roughly 6 years ago, one of my guys would listen to it. Probably 20 minutes of commercials every hour, and the same goddamned 5-6 songs on near endless repeat. That Eminem song to his daughter was popular at the time. Played it. Played it again 40 minutes later. Then again just over an hour later. I dunno after that because I made sure I was elsewhere.
I used to really like Cities 97. Now they play the same 5-6 popular songs (whatever is currently hot) over and over again with precious little else. I mostly stopped listening because I could get into the car and drive for 10 minutes and hear two of the five or six, then be in a store or somewhere else for an hour or two, get into the car and drive 10 minutes home, and I guarantee you that I would hear one of the two songs I heard on the way in, plus one of the other few currently popular songs. And in between the DJs would talk about how into music they are. Really? Then fucking PLAY SOME. Goddamn it folks, you used to play all sorts of shit. Now your playlist is the motherfucking Top 5 of pop and nothing else!
Back in the mid-eighties (pre- radio consolidation), I spent a summer in the SF Bay area doing a college prep program, and there was a radio station out there that played the Billboard Top Ten.
Period.
Not “practically.” Not “and precious little else.” They played the Top Ten, from #10 to #1, in order, and then started over at #10.
It was the only radio station my little radio would pick up in the dorm. I’m much better now, though.
Facebook friend links an article about soap and germs and pre-natal care and somesuch (I dunno, I didn’t read it). Pregnant friend of his says “Great, something else for me to worry about”.
FBF responds: “Good news! God has a plan for your child!” :smack:
You were probably listening to the now gone B96, now another generic KS95 wannabe with a little bit of Jack thrown in to be faux-edgy.
I blame Clear Channel. They freaking own the majority of radio stations, and lord knows they don’t give a crap about music, just money. They own Cities 97, KDWB, Kool 108, K102, and even freaking KFAN. We have been keeping track of the songs on KDWB in the morning - we’re on the road from 9-10am M-F. It’s been a given that we will hear the new Bieber song, Karmin, Katy Perry and Fun.. Every damn day, all within the same hour.
I need to officially acknowlege that the compressor on my car’s A/C has officially died. Not just “having problems,” not “making a funny noise,” but well and truly kaput. Thank heavens this summer hasn’t been the terrible brutality of hotter’n’hell heat that last summer brought us.
Listen up, asshole driver. When you are turning left onto a main street from a side street, a) do NOT pull directly in front of a vehicle traveling 45 mph in the left lane (me), and b) do NOT then slam on the brakes and come to a complete stop in the road. Fortunately I and the cars behind me were able to stop in time, but really? What the fuck were you thinking? I sincerely hope karma majorly bites you in the ass.
My bank is making me change my username for online banking. I’ve used that same one for years! (:dubious:) Shut up - my convenience should trump security!
Since he moved in, my moronic upstairs neighbour has regularly dumped random junk on the front lawn because he’s too fucking lazy to carry it to the street for pick up, stuffed our bin with his rubbish, and left his bike blocking the corridor, and otherwise generally spread joy to those around him.
These last few weeks he’s been taking it to the next level of enfuriation- not only does he have very loud friends over until 3-5am every night for a fucking week (who graffitti’d the front wall, and stood right outside my room for hours smoking and shouting); now one of these cretins appears to have moved in with him without the rental agency’s knowledge: I just phoned them, shame they’re bloody useless too.
Of course, because Cretin #2 isn’t officially living there, he doesn’t have a key, so he’s leaving the front door- our shared front door, that opens onto a busy street - unlocked. This time, he left a bit of junk mail wedging the door approximately shut. Somehow, that was more annoying than leaving it just swinging wide open- I think it’s the fact that thought clearly went into it.
So yeah, I’m pretty sure I’d be doing the species as a whole a favour. Anyone know where I can buy booby traps? Preferably ones that won’t leave much mess- I’m done clearing up after the little turds.
Ugh. There is an very important upcoming by-election in my riding. Polling companies and political parties are calling me all the time. I refuse to answer people at my front door unless I know who they are.
I just want this damned election to be over so people will leave me the hell alone.
I’ve mentioned it before here, and it happened to us again recently - one of my biggest driving peeves is people who pull out right in front of you then proceed to either turn right away, or drive really slowly, when there is no one at all behind you. Could you maybe have waited for another two seconds and pulled out behind us, so you wouldn’t affect our driving? I sincerely hope karma majorly bites people in the ass who do that, too.
Take bike, put it out on the curb. Not your fault that someone steals it ten minutes later. YOU were just doing more clearing up. Lock the front door every chance you get. And call the cops at every opportunity.
My neighbour is a nice enough person, she sometimes swears a blue streak but that does not bother me. Her husband is in hospital - he is paralysed, they don’t know why and is deteriorating every day. The hospital have told her that in all probability he will never leave the hospital.
So ideal time for some fucker to vandalise her car and try to break into her house - we think that these self same fuckers have been hurling abuse at her house in the wee hours of the morning.
Now just because she is not in enough emotional distress, another piece crap disguised as a human started a rumour that hubby had already carked it. This of course has spread faster than ebola. Looks like we will have to get the local radio station to announce his non dead status and ask folk to stop calling/sending cards to her with condolences.
And finally to top it all off someone (probably a condolence caller) went into her back yard and left the bloody gate open. Her little foxy X maltese has not been seen since Monday.
I have no words
