It took a memeing to get me to post!

So really, I've had this whole homage to Chuck I wanted to write (Rush! Atari! Though I know from watching The King of Kong that it takes way longer than 30 minutes to reach the kill screen of a classic arcade game, but whatevski). And then I was going to talk about some other TV I've been watching and how it's faring in the grad scheme of my TV life. But I've actually been writing creative stuff, which leaves me little room for the brain spew I put here.

But Val tagged me and I love Val. She posts lovely pics of Vincent, London, and cute-as-pie baby animals, all the while maintaining her British humor and reserve (well, not always in the case of Vincent, but...).

So: Memage

Where would you have your 8 homes, if you were as insanely rich as the McCains?
List them. You don’t have to list your reasons, but if you do at least for a few of them, it would be more fun. And remember that the only rule is: the homes must be within the borders of the United States of America or else, within the borders of the country you live in, so as to utterly emulate the McCains. When you’re done, tag 8 people, so that they may join in the self-indulgence, forgetting about the crappy property market and the equivalent of The End of Pompeii on Wall-Street. You could spend your time hammering your doors and windows shut in preparation for the apocalypse instead, but it would be much less fun.

1. Chelsea or the East Village, New York: I know, Manhattan is fatuous, filled with more people who believe they are the centers of the Universe than could actually be the center, but it is New York Motherfucking City. It very well could be the center of the Universe.

2. New Orleans: Because it is my home.

3. Austin: Because it is that cool a place to live.

4. Pensacola Beach: I'm low-brow like that. I love Pensacola, the beach is pretty, it's close to stuff, and there's a Maguire's Irish Pub (men in kilts! yowza).

5. Somewhere in Oregon: I don't know where. Because it's Oregon. And it's pretty.

6. Las Vegas: How could I resist? Living in the equivalent of an amusement park. Plus, I don't gamble, so no wasted fundage.

7. Cabot Cove, Maine: JB Fletcher and I are going to get coffee, man.

8. North Carolina: Again, pretty. Number 2? Mountains.


Number 2

Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.*
Share 6 / 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.*
Tag 6/ 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.*
Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

1. Yes. I actually do know people who work in the film industry. Yes, most of them are assholes.
2. I am double-jointed
3. Favorite dinosaur? The triceratops, because...horns.
4. I had a friend in elementary school who, like me, liked to fabricate stuff. We once had an entire conversation about an event neither one of us attended. No one else was listening. We just talked to each other about how much fun we had seeing each other at a place we weren't.
5. The above is why I'm so good at that "Put a made-up thing we did together in the comments" meme. I am apparently a professional at that shit.
6. I really do worry all the time that I'm not living up to some expectation on everyone's part. Ask for my advice and I will stress over having given good enough opinions; need me to edit something? I will be certain I'm not offering the help you really want.
7. I look everyone in the eye and smile at them. I feel it's the least I can do for a fellow human being.

I'm only tagging lynnez and Music Wench, because I know they'll do it. Maybe. Whatevski.

Oy Vey! Weekend!

I love those weekends that just fly by so quickly the alarm is going off and you can barely open your eyes and you're thinking, it's fucking Monday already?

That's really all I have to say on the matter. I have nothing to say about the debates, which I heard, but did not watch, because I know who I'm voting for and I know why. No debate is going to change my mind. Presidential debates only serve two purposes: 1) to reinforce your decision to vote for one person; and 2) to provide material for why you're not voting for the other. Plus, they're generally boring.

I cannot comment on any television, as I have had little time to view anything except the most recent Eureka, which I am the only person who watches, so whatever.

Oh, but I did, while listening to the debates (okay so my parents wanted to watch it and I was in the office writing and surfing and short of closing the door and turning on the music - which I won't do because I'm not in high school anymore, you know? - I had no choice but to hear it), finish my most recent story. I am very proud of it. It is also the first time in seven years I have started and completed two stories in a row, so Right on, me.

Great Googly-Moogly! Simon Pegg is all over the place right now promoting How to Lose Friends and Alienate People. The Husband has expressed an interest, so we may go see it this weekend, because...Simon Pegg. I have decided I have to see it for the dancing alone. I love the picture in this article because this is how he dresses normally, which is how he probably dressed when he was twenty-five. And as I dress the same way I did when I was twenty-five that means we're soul mates, right? Right? And no, the trailer does not make the movie look funny at all, but I'm not going expecting high cinema.

Oh, and I realized last night - well...found out is more like it - that I am batshit insane and will always, always assume you are angry at me and hate my guts if I don't hear from you on a regular basis. No, it does not matter if you have been terribly busy and haven't been near a computer because you've been searching for rare medicines in the jungle. If you don't answer that email I sent you a week ago, it's because somewhere in our very brief friendship, I did something heinously wrong and you are punishing me for it. There need be no more said about that. Just know I am aware of my own craziness.

I did this fun book meme on my livejournal. Feel free to steal.

Because I haven't posted in a few (Friday Frivolity)

Stolen from the crackhouse.

Name a series and I'll tell you the character(s) I would:
1. Bake cupcakes for:
2. Trust with the keys to my car:
3. Put thumbtacks on the chair thereof:
4. Have a crush on:
5. Pack up and leave if they moved next door:
6. Vote for President:
7. Pick as my partner in a buddy movie:
8. Pair up:
9. Vote off the island and into the volcano:
10. Wheedle into fixing my MP3 player

Most of you know what I watch, but be adventurous! Or, be super adventurous and pick a series of books (for my bookish friends).